They began to learn the true na of a Rune Master:
Wizard!
A super civilization that dominates countless worlds and commands respect across the Multidinsional Plane!
The most formidable among the wizards can slay the lords of the Three Realms and Four Lands as effortlessly as slaughtering chickens and dogs.
The Supre, among them, can even rival true Gods.
This group of people needs only one legendary forbidden spell to cause the lands of runes to fall apart.
From then on, anyone who reaches level 8 or above in cultivation.
Has the opportunity to leave this Lower Realm and ascend to the Upper Realm.
Their guide is the emissary from the Wizard World!
Dharma Transmission Venerable!
Ultimate Saint!
The change began to sweep through the lands of runes like wildfire.
One week later.
The Saint Council, composed of fourteen new and old Rune Saints, was established in the lands of runes.
Two weeks later.
The garrisons and bases scattered across the Three Realms and Four Lands were uprooted.
Three weeks later.
The list of puppets and lackeys arranged by alien races in the rune lands was reported to the Saint Council.
The congress issued an ultimatum:
Either abandon the darkness for the light, or take a trip to the Underworld.
Four weeks later.
The Saint Council established the most prestigious academy in the lands of runes, the Gray-White Academy.
The dean of Gray-White Academy is the Fla Wolf Saint, with dozens of branches in the lands of runes, each led by a saint.
Those who pass the test and demonstrate the talent for wizard cultivation are eligible to enter Gray-White Academy for cultivation. Those with superior talent, or other extraordinary traits, even have the opportunity to et the Ultimate Saint directly. ŖＡ𐌽ỐꞖĘ𝙨
One month later.
A powerful aura descended outside the Saint Council.
It stood over three ters tall, with a birds head and human body, wings growing from its back, resembling an angel.
Draped in golden robes, seemingly woven from so kind of transcendent silk, it was as light as air, exuding waves of treasure light.
It belonged to the Feathered People, and judging by its aura, it was also in the Level 7 Late Stage.
"How bold of the lands of runes, to dare expel our emissary from Feather People Island! Fla Wolf Saint, co out and see !"
In the congress, there was dead silence.
Not long after, a man dressed in a red robe with fiery red hair descended from the sky.
Fla Wolf Saint smiled and said:
"So its Lord Raman, long ti no see."
He sensed trouble, as Raman was the Seventh Prince of the Feather Palace.
His father was a level 8 powerhouse, none other than the King of Feathers, Raffelman.
Having heard that the Ultimate Saint intended to defy the Three Realms and Four Lands grandiosely,
the Fla Wolf Saint was also uneasy, fearing that the Three Realms and Four Lands would send powerhouses to retaliate.
Unexpectedly, only a month had passed before the Feathered People sent soone.
After so thought, the Fla Wolf Saint said:
"Lord Raman, these rune lands have always been the dwelling place of Humans from ancient tis. Your emissaries from the Feathered People have repeatedly acted with impunity on our territory. We rely expelled them without causing harm, which is already very lenient."
Ramans face turned cold.
"What do you an? It seems that under the bewitchnt of that so-called Ultimate Saint, you think you can oppose us now? Have you grown wings? Imdiately disband the Saint Council and demolish those foolish academies, or else the Feathered People will formally declare war on the lands of runes. Dont forget the Seven Clans Alliance of yesteryear."
Fla Wolf Saint chuckled and said:
"Youre joking, my Lord. The Seven Clans Alliance was signed by the Three Realms and Four Lands among themselves. It has nothing to do with us in the lands of runes, nor can it interfere with our affairs. We only wish to protect ourselves, especially since the Giant Beast Restricted Area has persistently waged war against us for decades, leaving the people destitute, starving, and rivers of blood. Surely, you at Feather People Island have seen this."
Raman snorted coldly and said:
"The Giant Beast Restricted Area violated the alliance, and naturally, our clans will intervene. But that doesnt justify your rebellion. Hand over the Ultimate Saint, and the other elders of the Saint Council may save their skins, or else, when the Sky Island army arrives, the lands of runes will regret it."
Fla Wolf Saint shook his head.
"Please, Lord Raman, return."
Raman laughed with rage, clapping his hands:
"Fine! Fine! Fine!"
"Since the lands of runes are dead set on opposing us, dont bla us for the ensuing massacre."
Ramans figure soared into the sky and disappeared.
Fla Wolf Saints face was troubled. Other saints also stepped out, sighing and saying:
"A full-scale war with the Feathered People is inevitable now. Our ager strength is far from sufficient. Who knows what the Heavenly Venerate plans to do?"
Soon after.
The Saint Council announced that the lands of runes were entering a full state of war preparation.
Each city and organization must be ready to face the Feathered People army.
...
Central Saint Roland.
East of Heart Sea.
Decades ago, a celestial transformation caused a divine mountain from outside the world to fall here.
The mountains towered and stretched boundlessly, seemingly endless.
A new intersection point was thus ford.
The ergence of the divine mountain brought many resources, materials, and opportunities unseen before on the Saint Roland Continent.
Simultaneously, it also brought a tide of black beasts.
Beside the Giant Beast Restricted Area, the other Six Great Alien Clans sent their armies and land-clearing teams to explore and discover the divine mountain, inevitably leading to large-scale bloody conflicts.
The initial minor skirmishes escalated into a sprawling war spanning the Three Realms and Four Lands.
Due to the Seven Clans Alliance, a balance among the Three Realms and Four Lands had sustained for so ti.
However, over such a long period, so major powers have grown vastly more potent than before.
Consequently, they are dissatisfied with the forr power dynamics and divisions.
They are seizing the opportunity of this divine mountain war to expand their territories and gain more say.
Feather People Island garrison.
A hook-nosed Feathered Person stood with hands behind their back, listening to a subordinates report.
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