"Enough, let’s call off this matter. For now, halt all assassination operations. Before the Blood Battle begins, all emissaries and walkers are to cease their activities."
"Understood, but that Levi, he requires special attention. His performance on Roger Mountain was quite unexpected."
"Heh, this person is even more difficult to deal with. Quite a few of the old fogeys are watching him;
unless we send out a real powerhouse, it’s no use. But this also shows his importance."
Suddenly.
Another star lit up.
A vortex akin to a black hole erged.
A figure in a black robe, leaning on a staff, with an indiscernible face and profound gaze, appeared.
Beside the stars, a titan spoke:
"Dark Sun Sovereign, I heard that in the past, in the Wizard World, you once obtained Roger’s Treasure. Tell , what do you think the two lucky ones who found Roger’s Treasure this ti will gain?"
The black-robed wizard seed not to have spoken for a long ti, and he hoarsely said:
"I do not know. When the ti is right, perhaps I can let my duplicate... go and test the waters... Roger, that’s a very distant mory."
...
In a blink of an eye.
Six years swiftly passed by.
Year 162 of Nora.
There are 55 years left until the next opening of the Dark Ancient Tower.
There are 200 years left until the next opening of the Dragon Ruins Mysterious Realm.
Ancient Dragon Continent.
Feather King Hall.
With the rise of a level 6 aura piercing the heaven, and a hearty laughter echoing in the skies.
The Lizardn of the battle group looked towards that formidable figure.
"The Feather King has reached level 6!"
"Yes, our Lizardn, we have finally birthed a level 6 expert!"
"It hasn’t been easy."
The hearts of the Lizardn were filled with hope. Over the years, they witnessed the Blood Knights, Black Knights, and others from the Dusk Holy Temple successively reaching level 6.
On the other hand, the ancient kings who originally held the lead had struggled to break through.
At one point, they feared the Lizardn might never reach level 6.
The Feather King’s ascension was like a shot of confidence for them.
The Lizardn, with their Ancient Saint Dharmic Formulation, could indeed reach level 6.
Upon hearing of the Feather King’s rise to level 6, the 18 Twilight Cavalry arrived, one after another, to offer their congratulations.
As one of the earliest organizations to share both good tis and bad, the growth of the Lizardn and the knights had been mutually witnessed.
Ancient Banyan Fairyland.
Levi also learned of this good news.
"Not bad, worth all the effort Sauron had put in back then."
Three years later.
Year 165 of Nora.
A majestic golden lion, vast as a mountain, lay above the skies of the Ancient Dragon Continent.
That day, the Golden Lion Knight finally stepped into the early stages of the level 6 realm.
Even earlier than his teacher, Emperor Mu.
The Old Golden Lion on the Yellow Earth Continent, upon hearing this news, wept with joy.
"Ancestors, our family has always taken pride in you, and now, your descendants have beco your glory!"
The once radiant "legendary knights" would finally once again ascend the stage of history, in a new form.
In the do of the Wizard World, the dark clouds of the Blood Battle grew denser.
...
Endless Sea.
A certain secret realm.
This was the stronghold of the Boiling Beast Blood.
The top-level dark wizard organization which once caused an uproar in the Endless Sea with the Black Sun Steeple has lain dormant for hundreds of years.
This day.
Figures of bloodline modification wizards of odd shapes and forms all looked on with terror at the center.
In the sky above, elental power surged within a thousand miles around, casting terrifying anomalies.
Gigantic shadows of ancient beasts, the Dragon Clan, and other powerful entities roared and rampaged within, their presence frightening!
"What’s happening?"
"Not sure, could it be that the Tower Master is undergoing tribulation?"
"Tribulation?"
"Yes, isn’t it said that to advance to the ninth circle, one also needs to face catastrophe? It’s just not limited to the three calamities and four disasters anymore;
there are unknown tribulations to descend. Every wizard faces a different one;
that is the Great Tribulation one must confront when advancing to level 9."
"The Tower Master will succeed, right?"
"There shouldn’t be any problem. Who is the Tower Master? He is the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch! He is one of the rare bloodline modification wizards throughout history who could fuse with the bloodlines of a hundred beasts. Moreover, he has absorbed 49 Miracle Fruits collected and gained benefits beyond our imagination! Those so-called top-level geniuses in the Wizard World are nothing compared to the Tower Master of the past, let alone the Black Sun."
"That’s true, in my opinion, only soone like the Dawn Divine Sword Victor can be ntioned in the sa breath as the young Tower Master and the Black Sun. The others are not worth ntioning. They’re just like fleeting blossoms, and not all of them will necessarily advance to the eighth circle."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The terrifying tribulation of the three calamities and four disasters covered a thousand miles, and the wizards affected by the Boiling Beast Blood retreated three sheaths away.
A brawny man with the tattoos of a hundred beasts on his body erged, laughing wildly.
"Hahaha, the ninth circle has arrived;
how far can the legendary be?"
The Hundred Beast Berserk Witch’s aura soared to the sky!
Behind him, over a hundred heavenly and earth-shaking giant beast phantoms silently stood tall between heaven and earth.
"Break for !"
He threw a punch, and the phantom beasts roared and flew out, colliding with the clouds of tribulation from the three calamities and four disasters in the sky!
Within a thousand miles, whether it was clouds or mountains, all were obliterated into the primitive forces of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water under this energy fluctuation.
"Is this the strength of a Grand Wizard going all out? Horrifying!"
"Indeed, we can’t even imagine how powerful Legendary Wizards must be."
The crowd marveled at the Tower Master’s strength, even a primordial soul wizard felt insignificant.
Wizard Ten Rings.
Low-level, middle-level, high-level, Grand Wizard, Legendary!
Five major levels.
Each breakthrough brings about earth-shaking changes, especially the latter three levels, also known as the "Heavenly Three Gorges".
Rank five to level 6.
From using one’s own strength to beginning to summon the power of heaven, shattering the Void, this is the first Sky Chasm.
Level 8 to level 9.
Condensing the Elental Holy Soul, attacks with a re flick can annihilate matter, breaking it into fundantal Elental Particles, this is the second Sky Chasm.
Level 9 to level-10.
The body confers spirituality, and even the Elental Particles of one’s sect can undergo so fusion and reorganization, thereby giving birth to even more inconceivable miracles, this is the third Sky Chasm.
Above the high heavens.
The three calamities and four disasters, and even a Level 9 Catastrophe, the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch had already overco them all.
"Among the ancient and the contemporary, even Rowling, in the path of bloodline modification, can’t reach my innate talent! This path, I am the first! Rowling oh Rowling, you toiled hard to cultivate the Miracle Tree, but the final fruits of victory, were they not stolen by !"
The Hundred Beast Berserk Witch was full of pride, showing no respect for Rowling, his forr teacher.
The elental power of a thousand miles around began reshaping his primordial soul. Once the Elental Holy Soul is accomplished, a true ninth-circle aura sweeps through the entire secret realm.
"Today, I, Hundred Beast Berserk Witch, step into the realm of the Grand Wizard!"
The next mont.
Amidst the heavens and the earth, a giant tree with lush azure branches erged, its canopy covering the sun and filling the entire secret realm.
The lush green leaves were filled with mysterious and profound runes, which would ensnare any common wizard who glanced at them, eventually bursting with boundless knowledge.
Fruits have ford on the tree.
He counted, 51 in total.
It seems, sothing is still missing.
He rembered, the "Tree of Life" had a total of one hundred fruits, and he had obtained 49...
He suddenly realized.
"This is not the Miracle Tree, nor are these Miracle Fruits;
there are no so-called Miracle Wizards. Everyone was a foundation stone for Rowling’s rise to legend... She wanted to use to forge a Legendary Artifact?!"
Suddenly, he looked crazed, as if to bolster his own courage, he laughed loudly:
"Rowling, you are level 9, and I am also level 9, your conspiracy won’t succeed! I had long guessed you might do this;
how could I not be prepared?"
A monstrous wizard form that seed stitched together from the organs of a hundred beasts erged behind him.
The vast aura caused the secret realm to start shattering, becoming unstable and possibly collapsing at any mont.
Primordial Soul Wizard Form, Beast King Hundred Forms!
Even before his advancent to level 9, he ranked 158 on the Wizards Ranking;
within level 8, rarely could anyone match him, with his talent he probably could now rank in the top hundred!
The heaven and earth were desolate, the wind rustled through the leaves, the giant tree stood still as a mountain.
"Rowling!"
The shout of the Hundred Beast Berserk Witch echoed between heaven and earth, spreading an unspoken horror.
At so point, a witch in scholar’s attire appeared at the top of the giant tree.
This person was dignified and elegant, exuding a mysterious aura.
Her calm gaze, through those gold-rimd glasses, looked towards her once proud disciple.
"You don’t even wish to call teacher;
it truly disappoints ... Caesar."
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