Wizards chase the truth

This is a rather unique book about inheritance.

Even in the form of a book, the surrounding black aura still manages to reflect unique illusions.

A pitch-black balance scale, the pan that holds the weights is completely empty.

If a being's spiritual level is not strong enough, upon reading this book of witchcraft, its soul and consciousness will be absorbed into it, becoming part of the weight.

Rather than being a book of traditional witchcraft, it can also be seen as a special witchcraft tool, a transformation device.

Wang Ya extended his right hand, and the shamanic book called 'The Great Scales of Truth' fell into his palm.

"The ultimate path to balance, through my wizarding path of deduction and creation, turns out to be a medium."

It can also be described as a ritual, a sacrificial ritual.

By placing valuable, extraordinary spiritual items on the Great Scales of Truth and achieving balance, one can offer them as a sacrifice to enhance the intensity of spiritual particle energy.

Whether it is 'virtual' or 'real', that is, the progress of the inherited shamanic books created by the two deductions can be promoted.

The Great Balance of Truth is also the most crucial point for Wang Ya's advancement to the Radiant Moon level.

“Transform my own true spirit into the Great Scales of Truth, bind it to the sacrificial ritual, and make the three elements one, without distinction between them.”

"To offer a sacrifice to the scales of truth is to offer a sacrifice to me."

In an instant, a multitude of inspirational ideas burst forth in Wang Ya's mind.

For example, when consuming a world, it is no longer entrusted to the conquering fortress for consumption.

Offering sacrifices to the Great Balance of Truth allows one to absorb all the gains and enhance their own foundation.

The existence of the strangled king was always a potential threat, however minor.

Wang Ya lacked countermeasures; no, it should be said that he needed a backup plan.

We cannot place all our hopes on others.

Moreover, it is a creation.

Regardless of whether there are backup plans or not, there are hidden dangers in conquering the fortress... Wang Ya needs to prepare in advance.

The greatest aspiration in the world is the reliance upon which one places their hopes.

Wang Ya's eyes turned cold.

The firing of that shot resolved the temporary threat posed by 'Andersen' in the Dark Land, but it also brought subsequent troubles.

The key point is that Hans Christian Andersen himself is not completely dead.

After chasing him to the Frosty Land, he regained his power, so much so that after attacking him in the Starry Sky, he disappeared without a trace.

Wang Ya felt a sense of urgency.

Andersen's final move, and the piercing feeling he experienced, undoubtedly indicated that he was targeting him.

There may be a chance of encountering this in the future.

The high regard of the Black and White Wizards does not mean they can protect him indefinitely.

"A crippled being, what a formidable enemy!"

From leaving the Underdark to the Frosty Lands, using the Phase Spacetime Portal, the world was devoured.
Everything was done through the hands of the strangled king.

Wang Ya has reason and necessity to find a new way out for himself.

The conquest fortress is now buried deep within the battlefield, and the possibility of it being used is very small.

To prevent the possibility of being traced online.

Wang Ya looked at the scales of truth in his hand with burning passion in his eyes.

"This is the replacement for the Conquest Fortress, and it is also the key to my Nightmare Calamity Plan."

"The Heavenly Dragon Realm, and that unique God Space World, should both become my unique platforms for building a world that encompasses all heavens and traversing natural disasters."

The ambition in Wang Ya's eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"Imitating the Main God Space, the walking calamities offer sacrifices for me. I can quickly replenish my foundation on the path to the Radiant Moon level, until I reach the end of the Radiant Moon and pursue the supreme position of the Sun."

His right hand crushed the Great Scales of Truth, actually merging it into his body. Wang Ya raised his head and shouted a sound towards the ceiling of the Black and White Library.

"My Lord Black and White Wizard, I have completed the selection and presentation of the Book of Civilization."

Wang Ya not only completed the creation of three inherited witchcraft books, but also achieved the transformation and advancement of the Eye of Truth.

It completely evolved from a white, leaping arc of light to a pure golden radiance.

The functionality in all aspects, and even the computing power, have been greatly improved.

And a new feature has been added.

The next moment, an indistinct face, shrouded in light and shadow, appeared on the ceiling, looking down at Wang Ya.

A smile appeared on his lips. "Not bad, it seems you've gained enough. I can feel the amazing transformation that has taken place within you."

"I look forward to seeing more changes in you after the agreed-upon thousand years."

"This vast starry sky will become incomparably brilliant and magnificent because of your existence."

As soon as he finished speaking, an immense power that Wang Ya couldn't comprehend enveloped his entire body. His consciousness felt like it had been stuffed into a washing machine, and he couldn't open his eyes or perceive the outside world no matter what he did.

When consciousness returns to normal.

It has transformed into an incomparably dazzling meteor, descending from outer space onto the primordial ancient star.

Two hundred years have passed.

The thousand-year agreement has eight hundred years left.

In the real world, only twenty minutes had passed.

Wang Ya noticed something strange. Beside him were members of the Hell Society, some younger members, and the pillar masters of the various pillars.

The Moonlit Wizards, including the Royal Wizard and the Ash Wizard, have all disappeared.

Along with this, most of the powerful veteran Star Wizards, and even the Pillar Masters, disappeared.

All that remains are the Day Wizard and the Day Wizard.

Wang Ya's pupils contracted, and a sense of unease rose within him. 'Something earth-shattering must have happened in the Frosty Snow Land that I am unaware of.'

The wizards awoke, their faces still showing joy and excitement.

"The White Lighthouse and the Eternal Sun are nothing special. We have Lord Nightmare Wizard. This victory is worth celebrating in January."

"I'm already looking forward to the changes to come. The Frostland will no longer be led by the White Lighthouse, but by our Crimson Society."

The biggest winner of the All-Star Gathering can be said to be the Scarlet Society.

For the next thousand years, every member of the Crimson Society will enjoy corresponding benefits.

Their sensory feedback still indicated that they had left the star-studded gathering, which was three days later.

The 180 years that Wang Ya has experienced have allowed him to become independent under the immense power of the Sun Wizard.

Right now, it's just a matter of reintegrating.

The so-called three thousand years is based on the time that Wang Ya experienced.

"Nightmare Wizard!"

When the crowd saw Wang Ya, they swarmed around him.

“Brother, Harak is happy too.”

Green Forest held the black and white raven high and handed it over, a smile on his face.

Wang Ya shrugged his shoulders, and Harak spontaneously landed on top of him.

The Wizard of Departure yawned, and his body dissipated into energy particles.

The remaining daytime wizard looked rather grim. He glanced at everyone and then gave Wang Ya a somber look.

It too vanished as energy particles.

Wang Ya knew that the truth behind the disappearance of the Venerable Emperor Wizard and the Wizard Aisha was about to be revealed. (End of Chapter)