The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

The Southern Region, one of the five regions of the Wizarding World, is a place of towering mountains and rolling clouds, and the branch of the Southern Region Wizarding Council stands in that legendary mountain city.

The clouds surged and rolled, like the receding tide, revealing the incomparably majestic and towering peak to Lynn.

Even with the knowledge of the Morning Star Wizard, he was still deeply shocked by this scene.

The mountain peak was so high that it resembled a giant sword forged by the earth and tempered by starlight, piercing through the sky and reaching the highest point of the clouds.

Its height far surpasses all the mountains Lynn has ever seen, whether it be the precipitous divine peaks in the endless planes or the crystal mountain ranges outside the heavens.

However, this was only the beginning of the shock.

On that towering peak stood a magnificent city that defied all logic—a city of mountains.

The mountain city is like a divine miracle descended from heaven to earth, its outline winding up the mountain ridge, with layers of buildings seemingly growing out of the stone bones.

High in the sky, suspended wizard towers floated aimlessly, like still shooting stars, their bodies covered with ancient rune arrays, releasing flowing arcane radiance.

Beams of light traversed the mountain city, like silver veins running through the entire city. Occasionally, a floating ship would cut through the light band, leaving a brief ripple.

But what truly shocked Lynn was not just its grandeur and prosperity.

After all, he had traveled through countless planes, witnessed wonders far more expansive than the sea of ​​stars, and personally visited the "Great Wall of Hercules and Corona Borealis," where he saw countless planes connected like a long chain, stretching across the abyss of the universe.

The true awe-inspiring aspect of the mountain city lies in the fact that it shares the same origin as those legendary landscapes, and is even more magnificent.

The entire mountain rises straight up like a pillar of heaven, and along its spine, one after another, there are long, rainbow-like bridges.

These bridges do not lead into the mountains, but extend high into the sky, connecting with a giant vortex suspended in the heavens.

It wasn't a single vortex, but hundreds or thousands of spatial vortexes, hundreds of miles in diameter and shimmering with strange light, densely suspended above the dome.

They are like countless celestial eyes leading to other worlds, each exuding an aura completely out of place in the wizarding world:

Some are imbued with the fiery laws of flame, some are shrouded in the deathly chill of a frozen universe, and others flow with the hazy ripples of dreams and illusions.

From those vortexes, Lynn saw all sorts of creatures: giants clad in runic armor, celestial beings with flowing wings, and alchemists piloting starships.

They traveled back and forth along the rainbow bridge, crossing dimensions, as if attending a grand event spanning endless worlds.

At this moment, Lynn felt as if he were standing at the heart of the convergence of all worlds, able to feel the energy of countless worlds gathering, colliding, and intertwining here.

"Those... are beings from civilizations in other dimensions?!"

Lynn finally couldn't help but speak, his voice low and trembling slightly.

The Nightshade Wizard and the White Heart Tower Master beside him remained calm, as if this scene was nothing out of the ordinary for them.

After all, this wasn't their first time stepping into a branch of the Southern Wizarding Council, and these incredible sights no longer surprised them.

Master Bai Xin smiled slightly, a composed curve appearing at the corner of his lips, and let out a low laugh:
"The endless world of planes is a boundless ocean, with billions of planes floating like grains of sand. Our wizarding civilization is indeed powerful, but we are not the only behemoth in this boundless sea of ​​planes."

His gaze slowly rose, pointing towards the high heavens.

There, the sky seemed to be torn apart by a tremendous force, and vortexes hung like solidified storms atop the sea of ​​clouds.

Each vortex was as deep as a starry sea, and it seemed that if you looked at it for even a moment, you would be swallowed up by it.

"Those vortexes you see are the gateways to other powerful civilizations."

The voice of the Master of Baixin Tower was calm and resonant, as if narrating a truth that transcends eternity.

"They maintain a friendly relationship with us... Of course, 'friendly' is not unconditional. The weak are not qualified to speak with the wizarding civilization on equal terms, let alone set foot in our territory."

He paused, then slightly raised the corner of his lips:
“Each of these vortexes connects to a mid-level civilization plane. Moreover, these are not ordinary mid-level civilizations; there are at least several beings at the Radiant Moon level residing there.”

Lynn listened quietly, her mind rising and falling with the words.

In the endless world of planes, intermediate civilization planes have a clear definition:
Only by giving birth to a level seven being, that is, a being at the level of the Radiant Moon, can one be qualified to advance from a primary civilization to a secondary civilization.

The Sea of ​​Planes is vast and boundless, but the planes within it decrease in size and number like a pyramid.

The resource planes are almost infinite in number, scattered like stardust across the boundless ocean.

While the number of early-stage civilization planes is still vast, it is far less than that of resource planes. The exact number is unknown, but it could be hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions.

Even so, fewer than one million wizard civilizations have been discovered to date.

As for intermediate-level civilization planes... they are extremely rare.

Even in the depths of endless planes, there may still be countless unknown intermediate civilizations hidden, but in the areas already explored by the wizard civilization, their numbers are only around three thousand.

As for those more advanced civilizations, the wizard civilization has indeed interacted with many beings since its inception.

Over countless years, even after countless calamities and expeditions, there have only been a mere twenty or thirty civilizations in total, and the Wizarding Civilization is just one of them.

Similarly, the "Civilization of Gods," which has now become the archenemy of the Wizarding Civilization, is also among these few dozen.

And that utterly insane, decadent civilization that has sunk into the abyss... is also prominently featured among them.

Of course, all these figures are only the results that the wizarding civilization could compile within the reach of its power.

All Morningstar wizards knew very well that although the wizarding civilization was powerful, it was far from being able to explore the endless and unfathomable sea of ​​planes.

Perhaps in the far reaches of the universe, there still lie more rudimentary civilizations, and more intermediate civilizations...

It is even possible that there are advanced civilizations that are more powerful and older than the wizard civilization.

Lynn shook his head slightly, suppressing these conflicting speculations in his heart.

His gaze shifted to the sky, where a breathtaking scene unfolded before him.

The city rises abruptly from the mountains, soaring into the sky, like a giant growing from the earth.

Its peaks are shrouded in clouds and mist, while one after another, shimmering rainbow bridges, like miracles, span the void, connecting this wizarding city with one intermediate civilization plane after another.

On each bridge, runes of spatial magic arrays flickered, as if an invisible pulse flowed within them.

Lynn was not unfamiliar with the dimensional worlds. Whether it was the dimensional expeditions he personally participated in or the dimensional worlds he conquered entirely under his leadership, they were all things that ordinary wizards could only dream of in their entire lives.

Therefore, the term "plane" itself was nothing new to him.

What truly intrigued him was that these intermediate-level civilizations were able to establish a seemingly friendly relationship with the wizarding civilization, even opening up a two-way teleportation channel. As a member of the wizarding world, Lynn was intimately familiar with the true nature of his own civilization.

The wizard civilization may not be as insane as the god civilization:

The latter, upon encountering a plane, would inevitably conquer, assimilate, and incorporate it into its pantheon; but the methods of the wizarding civilization were no better.

They will also conquer, but after acquiring resources, population, and heritage, they often abandon the plane itself, leaving it to fend for itself.

In this sense, the wizard civilization and the god civilization are essentially the same.

In the endless dimensional sea, they are all regarded as forces with strict order but inherently evil, the banner of lawful evil.

However, these intermediate civilization planes were not annexed; instead, they chose to exchange goods and form alliances with the wizard civilization.

Isn't this puzzling? Aren't they worried that one day the wizarding civilization might turn against them?

"...Or perhaps I'm judging a gentleman by my own petty standards?" Lynn narrowed his eyes, another speculation flashing through his mind.

Perhaps the wizarding civilization was not suddenly benevolent, but rather acted out of a greater consideration.

Threatened by the civilizations of the gods, they were forced to change their strategy, uniting with powerful civilizations in the endless sea of ​​planes to form an allied army spanning countless worlds, to jointly fight against those high and mighty gods who coveted everything...

If that's the case, then the wizard council headquarters in the other four of the "Five Domains" of the wizarding world probably also hide similar wonders.

As for the true core of the Wizarding Council, the Star City suspended in the endless void mentioned by the White Heart Tower Master, it is perhaps intertwined and connected with many more civilization planes, far beyond what we can see now...

Who knows what kind of miraculous sights might be born there?
"Let's go, it's time to go up."

The Tower Master of White Heart and the Night Shadow Wizard exchanged a glance, their lips curving slightly upward, as if they had already guessed the shock and curiosity in Lynn's heart at this moment.

Their expressions held a knowing smile, a smile only those who experienced it firsthand could possess.

After all, every Morning Star Wizard who steps into this place is so awestruck by the magnificent sight that they stand there for a long time, unable to recover their senses.

When they first came here, their reaction was almost exactly the same as Lynn's.

My gaze was fixed on this fantastical space, as if my very soul had been drawn into it.

"Now that we're at the parliament, there's no need to rush straight to the meeting hall."

The Nightshade Wizard let out a low, cackling laugh, tinged with a deliberate attempt at intimacy.
"Since this is your first time here, Qinglin Wizard, why don't you come with us and walk around the floors one by one? We can also answer some of your questions along the way."

His gaze lingered briefly on Lynn, his smile now tinged with flattery and ingratiation.

Since learning about Lynn's talent, his attitude has undergone a complete change. His former sarcasm and ridicule have been replaced by careful attempts to win him over.

"Then I'll have to trouble you two."

Lynn smiled slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He understood that this "enthusiasm" was not entirely out of courtesy, but rather stemmed from their speculation and interest in his talent.

In fact, he did not deliberately try to hide anything.

Now that he is a Morning Star Wizard, he is destined to be unable to act as discreetly as before. Dealing with other Morning Star Wizards and appearing on a higher stage are inevitable.

While his revealed identity and strength were impressive, they remained within the acceptable range for the general public.

A third-level Grand Wizard who has cultivated for two or three hundred years and been trained by the Spirit Eye Wizard has finally become a Morning Star.

But if people knew his true past...

That would cause a stir that would shake the entire wizarding world.

In a mere century, he leaped from mortal to shatter layers of constraints and ascended to the realm of the Morning Star.

Such speed is not only astonishing, but almost impossible.

Once word gets out, it's likely that not only ordinary wizards, but even those reclusive Level 6 Morning Star wizards will develop a strong interest in him...

………………

And so, Lynn, the Whiteheart Tower Master, and the Nightshade Wizard walked side by side, slowly climbing up the Peak of Heaven.

The “layer” here does not refer to a floor in the usual sense.

The Peak of Heaven rises abruptly from the foot of the mountain, soaring straight into the clouds. If calculated by height, it would probably have hundreds of thousands of layers. Even the Morning Star Wizard would not have the leisure to visit them all.

The “layers” they refer to are the rainbow bridges embedded at different heights of the mountain, formed by the convergence of seven colors of light.

Each rainbow bridge is a portal across the void, connecting to a mid-level civilization plane that has signed an agreement with a branch of the Southern Wizarding Council.

The so-called visit is nothing more than following the bridges to step into these planes and see the scenery.

At this moment, the Southern Region Wizarding Council branch is holding a grand event: the Morning Star Wizarding Conference.

Morning Star Wizards from all directions gathered here, making the entire Peak of Heaven bustling with unprecedented activity.

Even though the peak is as large as a continent, the dispersed presence of these foreign Morning Star wizards made each level bustling with people and surging with energy, far more lively than usual.

Along the way, Lynn's gaze lingered on the scenes of different civilizations, his heart filled with undisguised curiosity.

The fact that an intermediate civilization can give birth to an existence at the Radiant Moon level is itself proof of its strength and potential.

As Morning Star Wizards, they have an innate desire to explore external civilizations, and the native creatures of these civilizations are mostly gentle and friendly, which makes it easier for visitors to open their hearts.

During their conversations, strange ideas and magical knowledge would occasionally collide and spark, which was very beneficial to everyone.

Lynn had seen the fish-men who lived in translucent bubbles, which floated in the air like stars carrying miniature oceans.
You can also converse with the "Cloud Spirit," which is entirely formed from clouds and mist; it feels like having a heart-to-heart talk with a warm mist.

What fascinated him most was a group of metal enthusiasts who chatted casually while crunching and chewing on metal parts like snacks.

As a former mechanical wizard, Lynn's fingers were itching to take apart one of the metal race members to see what its internal structure was like.

But he took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse, observing with interest as he continued to climb to higher levels with the team.

Beneath the Rainbow Bridge, the mountain winds howl, and the sea of ​​clouds surges. The entire journey is filled with spectacular scenery that dazzles the eye.

During this tour, Lynn saw quite a few civilizations that greatly interested him… (End of Chapter)