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

The Temple of Life, in Lynn's Wizard Tower.

Now that the decision has been made to travel to the Eastern Regions soon, the necessary preparations should be made in advance.

First, there are the arrangements for leaving the temple of life.

Although Lynn doesn't care much about the Temple of Life, he hasn't upgraded the magic array or the wizard tower's level so far.

But his Star Gate had already been built here, and over the years, he had developed a certain affinity for the Temple of Life.

Therefore, after Lynn left the Southern Region, he was still very concerned about the safety of the Temple of Life.

Fortunately, the location of the Temple of Life is a remote place, meaning that few people would come to compete for it.

The only thing to worry about is that Aquila might take revenge on the Temple of Life because of his hatred for Aquila.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Lynn felt it was unlikely, because after he left, the Temple of Life was full of formal wizards.

The Aquila constellation would not act on this without reason, nor would it be possible for it to do so, as that would violate the laws of the Wizarding Council and would be subject to punishment by the law enforcement wizards.

Of course, although she knew he wouldn't dare to come openly, Lynn still took precautions.

That would involve using the golden scales for instantaneous teleportation, which would require leaving a coordinate within the Hall of Life.

Lynn now has four anchors available in the Golden Scales: Beverly at the Apprentice level, Sonia at the Level 1 level, Estella at the Level 2 level, and the black dragon at the Level 3 level.

Sonia was still half-dead, and Lynn hadn't had time to deal with the troubles of her former "senior sister."

So she stayed deep within the Azure Sky Spirit with Lynn's teacher Rosalind and her senior brother Colin.

In this way, only three can be used, but in reality, only two are available.

Because after Lynn released the black dragon, Astrid stayed with it and was reluctant to part with it.

This time, Lynn plans to take Beverly with him to the Eastern Region, the stronghold of the Elven race, to see if there's a way to help her improve her bloodline and raise its level.

Therefore, the only option was to leave Astrid and the black dragon to guard the Temple of Life.

Although Astrid is only a second-level witch, she is Lynn's rightful wife and the matriarch of the Temple of Life, so guarding the Temple of Life shouldn't be a problem for her.

Furthermore, after the conquest of the 002nd dimension, with the help of Elise, the feathered serpent goddess Evelyn, another woman in Lynn's life, Astrid seems to have resolved her inner conflict.

Her attitude toward Lynn, toward the Temple of Life, and even toward herself, was completely different from before.

Whether it's good or bad, Lynn pondered for a moment. At least Astrid wasn't acting so suicidal anymore, so it should be a good thing, right?

"Before leaving, we can bring Evelyn over...and let her and Astrid temporarily manage the Temple of Life together..."

With that in mind, Lynn tentatively devised a set of "operational guidelines for the Temple of Life after heading to the Eastern Region".

Settling the trivial matters within the tower is merely the prelude to a long journey.

Lynn stood up, climbed the steps, and arrived at the floor with the widest view in the wizard tower.

This doesn't resemble a gloomy laboratory; it's more like a palace floating in the clouds.
The entire wall is made of expensive unidirectional crystal, creating an excellent floor-to-ceiling view; the white marble floor underfoot is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the magic stone lights hanging from the ceiling.

The finely polished magic stones exuded a soft yet expensive luster, making every luxurious decoration look like a dream.

Beside Lynn stood the "Lord of Life," silent as an abyss.

Since Xiye awoke, Lynn has not allowed the Lord of Life to return to Plane 002.

After all, the Azure Sky Spirit is the cornerstone that maintains this divine being's status, and west Ye is currently residing within it to recuperate.

If the Azure Sky Spirit were removed, the deity before him would instantly collapse and revert to the crude experimental subject named "Jace Cole".

Therefore, the Lord of Life must accompany us on this journey to the Eastern Regions.

"call……"

Lynn took a deep breath and checked his surroundings again.

He deliberately chose this most luxurious floor to welcome the souls that had been sealed away in the Azure Sky Spirit for so long, his teacher Rosalind, and his senior brother Colin.

Previously, because west Ye had not yet woken up and he was also preoccupied with worldly affairs, he had not been able to free up his hands to wake them up.

Fortunately, time is almost frozen inside the Azure Sky Spirits. Even though the world changes drastically in reality, their lives and lifespans are preserved as if they were sealed in amber, without any loss.

Now that the Western Regions have returned and the Eastern Regions are about to be established, it is time for them to open their eyes and see this new world.

Even though Lynn is no longer the cautious apprentice he once was, but a Morning Star Wizard who can look down upon all living beings.

But the thought of facing the bewildered faces of his teacher and senior classmates made his fingertips tense slightly.

In Lynn's memory, his teacher Rosalind was the kindest person to him in this cruel wizarding world, without exception.

This feeling is like a prodigal son who has been wandering for many years and achieved great success suddenly having to face his strict father and kind mother whom he has not seen for a long time.

This "adult exam" brought a long-lost sense of immense pressure to Lynn, the Morning Star wizard.

The Lord of Life stood motionless to the side, his blue robes hanging down, his face shrouded in a hazy blue light.

Only the blue lines between his brows flickered in and out of focus, the mark of the Azure Sky Spirit pulsating within them.

west Ye's ethereal and profound voice slowly drifted out from the mark:
"Are you ready?"

Lynn took a deep breath, slowly exhaled the pent-up frustration in his chest, and nodded solemnly.

In an instant, the "Spirit of Azure Sky" mark on the Lord of Life's brow suddenly lit up.

The crystalline prism resembled a ignited blue heart, bursting forth with a relentless, vibrant light.

As the light and shadow swayed, wisps of blue mist drifted out from the mark, like flowing silk weaving in mid-air.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two crisp, crackling sounds, like ice splitting, echoed through the luxurious hall.

The bluish-green mist swirled and solidified in the air, eventually transforming into two wine-red maple leaves.

They floated silently in mid-air, like two pieces of red agate forgotten by time.

Lynn gazed intently, and within each of the two maple leaves lay a vivid "painting".

In the maple leaves on the left, there is a dignified, elegant, and intellectual woman. Her golden hair cascades down, and in that frozen moment, a sense of disorientation lingers in her beautiful eyes. Her red lips are slightly parted, still unable to recover from the dramatic changes of that year.

The maple leaves on the right reflect the image of Senior Brother Colin, who is dressed in a smart wizard's robe.

He pushed up his glasses, his mouth agape, his shocked expression forever frozen in the last moment before he was taken in.

Immediately afterwards, the blue mist flowing from the Lord of Life's brow grew even thicker, clinging to the wine-red veins of the leaves like living things.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The faint sound of burning withered leaves echoed in the void.

Blue mist licked the edges of the maple leaves like flames, and the colorful "fragments of time and space" began to burn strangely.

As the maple leaves were completely burned out in the light and shadow, two clusters of wine-red light suddenly burst forth.

Then, two figures that had haunted his dreams suddenly appeared in front of Lynn.

On the left is the teacher, Rosalind.

The wide wizard's robes couldn't hide her graceful figure; she looked to be no more than thirty years old, with loose blonde hair and lingering fear in her blue-green eyes.

Because her senses were instantly stripped away when she was sealed by the maple leaves, these long years were just a blink of an eye for her.

One second ago, she was in dire straits;

The next second, the world before my eyes had been turned upside down.

Rosalind's body swayed slightly, waves of intense dizziness assaulting her consciousness.

When she managed to calm herself down and her emerald green eyes refocused, her gaze fell precisely on the two figures in front of her, emanating an aura that sent shivers down her spine and was as terrifying as an abyss.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and she instinctively held her breath.

Beside her, Senior Brother Colin pushed up his wobbly glasses and looked around in confusion.

Immediately afterwards, a deep look of terror spread across his face like a tidal wave.

Looking at the two familiar figures before him, tense with fear, Lynn took a deep breath.

Suppressing the turmoil within, he slowly uttered the opening line he had prepared long ago: "Teacher... Lord Nishiha, I have rescued you."

This sentence carries immense weight.

From a humble apprentice to a Morning Star Wizard who looks down upon all living beings, he has traversed three major realms and spent nearly two hundred years in this process.

If Lynn were to explain this almost miraculous leap himself, he probably wouldn't be able to convince his teacher even if he talked himself hoarse.

So he simply attributed the source of this "miracle" to that legendary being.

Back then, Teacher Rosalind traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Region to the Southern Region, devoting half her life to searching for clues about the long-lost Spirit of the Azure Sky.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a ripple spread across the mark between the brows of the Lord of Life.

west Ye's ethereal voice rang out at just the right moment, carrying a sigh that transcends time:

“The heir of the Davis family…you have taught an exceptionally outstanding student.”

Rosalind's body trembled, and her beautiful eyes instantly locked onto the Lord of Life's brow.

That pure, grand, and blood-resonating aura was the very spirit of the blue sky she had longed for and had been searching for for countless years.

The man before us is one of the four great lords of the Natural God Dynasty, and the ruler of the Western Maple Domain: Maple Falling Sorrow · west Ye.

Almost instinctively, Rosalind, disregarding her dizziness and astonishment, gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed, performing an almost impeccable ancient family salute:

"Rosalind Davis, the 97th generation descendant of the Davis family of the Nature God Dynasty, the Azure Sky lineage, pays respects to the Spirit of the Azure Sky! Pays respects to Lord Xiye!"

Although his mind was still a complete blank, Colin, who was standing to the side, looked a bit silly.

But seeing the teacher perform such a grand ceremony, they hurriedly bowed down in fear and trepidation, not daring to even raise their heads.

"There's no need for such formalities. The years you were sealed away... were indeed arduous. Too many earth-shattering changes have taken place in this world, and you need time to slowly digest them."

west Ye, who was residing in the spirit of the blue sky, spoke helplessly.

He knew perfectly well that Lynn was trying to shift all the blame onto him for something that was difficult to explain.

But there was nothing he could do; after all, he was nominally the supreme lord.
For Lynn, perhaps he has not yet realized the true value of the title "Lord" in the Natural God Dynasty.

But for Rosalind and Colin, who were of noble birth, the lord was an omnipotent god.

Before the will of the gods, all the inconceivable find their place.

Rosalind and Colin exchanged a glance, their initial shock receding like a tide, replaced by a pilgrim-like reverence and solemnity.

However, after performing the most solemn homage to Lord Xiye and the Spirit of the Azure Sky, Rosalind's beautiful turquoise eyes ultimately fell upon Lynn.

That gaze couldn't hide the loving kindness of a mother and a teacher.

Taking Lynn in as a disciple back then was perhaps just a casual act during his long wizarding career.

She never expected that this child, who had once sought refuge under her wings, would be able to find the lost Azure Sky Spirit on his own after she and Colin perished, and even rescue the legendary Lord Xiye!

"Back then, he was just an apprentice who couldn't even properly model spells."

Rosalind felt a dull ache in her heart.

She could hardly imagine how many bone-strewn wastelands Lynn had traversed alone during the past one or two centuries without protection, and what terrible price she had paid to achieve today's miracle.

Lord Xiye just mentioned the passage of time.

In Rosalind's imagination, the fledgling eagle of yesteryear must have grown strong wings by now, perhaps even having advanced to become a full-fledged wizard, or even...

It's more likely that he has already broken through to the second level, surpassing his teacher in terms of skill level.

As for the legendary third-level great wizard, she dared not think too deeply about it.

After all, even in the deeply rooted Davis family, a Level 3 Archmage is a high-ranking figure, someone she must bow down to after returning home.

With these complex and tender feelings, Rosalind carefully examined the young man before her.

Lynn had grown taller and more handsome; his imposing figure supported the exceptional quality of his wizard's robe, adding a touch of dashing elegance and composure.

But as she observed more closely, the relief in Rosalind's eyes gradually froze, turning into a deep look of astonishment.

strangeness.

In her perception, Lynn could not see any trace of the "magic shield" glow around her.

For a formal wizard, the passive shield is as natural as breathing, a physiological instinct that will never disappear unless deliberately turned off.

Generally speaking, the number of layers of shields on a wizard's body can indicate their rank: one layer is level one, two layers are level two, and so on.

But Lynn, beneath that magnificent robe, appeared to be nothing more than a mortal devoid of any magical power.

What alarmed her even more was that whenever her divine sense tried to touch Lynn's spiritual realm, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and she could not sense even the slightest trace of his spiritual aura.

In that instant, Rosalind's face stiffened, even revealing a hint of barely concealed unease.

Lynn's expression also became strange. In fact, this was the first time in a hundred years that a low-ranking wizard had dared to directly "scan" his body with his mental power.

But faced with her teacher's pretty face filled with unease and doubt, Lynn could only suppress the smile in her heart, maintain the humility of a junior, and take the initiative to step forward and steadily support her arms.

He led Rosalind toward the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The world outside the window unfolds before the teacher like a grand epic painting:

That was a magnificent sight unique to the "Hall of Life".

As far as the eye could see, towering wizard towers rose from the ground, their spires shimmering with high-frequency mental fluctuations—the afterglow of countless wizards experimenting and searching for truth throughout the night.

Above the clouds, floating islands cruise like giant beasts. In open-air cafes, groups of wizards and apprentices chat and laugh, the atmosphere of prosperity almost overflowing from the windows.

Further away, the verdant potion gardens stretched to the horizon, and roars that shook the mountains and forests echoed from the vast monster arena...

Rosalind watched in horror.

Without a doubt, this is a massive force that commands awe from any lone wizard.

And Lynn was able to own such a luxurious, single-level apartment in this very heart of power...

"Could it be... that Lynn is already a level three archmage?"

Rosalind turned her head to look at the student gently supporting her beside her, and a deep sense of heartache reappeared in her beautiful eyes.

She couldn't imagine climbing to the third rank in that bloody and cruel wizarding world.

How many times did this child, who was once of average talent, escape death?

However, when Lynn slowly opened her mouth, her calm and composed voice was like a heavy hammer, shattering all her understanding.

"Teacher, this is the Kingdom of Eluria. The once-mighty Spirit Eye Forge... has long since become dust of history. Now, the Temple of Life rules this land."

Lynn paused, his tone remaining calm, as if stating a trivial matter of common sense:

"And I am the master of this Temple of Life... and also a Morning Star Wizard."

The air around Lynn paused slightly the moment the words left her lips.

He intentionally or unintentionally released a trace of his long-suppressed thoughts.

In an instant, strands of crystalline power of rules intertwined and shimmered in the void like the aurora borealis.

The terrifying pressure that touched the very essence of the world caused the laws of the entire hall to resonate.

How could Rosalind, born into the Davis family, not recognize this iconic power?

That was a figure that transcended the threshold of mortals and touched the realm of stars.

At that moment, Rosalind felt her mind go completely blank.

Her once long and sturdy legs suddenly lost their strength, becoming as limp as a puddle of mud, and her delicate body involuntarily slid down.

Fortunately, Lynn's arms were strong and powerful, as if he had given her a warning, and he steadily supported her, preventing Rosalind from falling directly to the ground.

Everything Lynn had shown before, and everything he had said in such a flat tone, was all about.

For Rosalind, however, it was a complete reshaping of her cognition, leaving her completely stunned.

“I… Rosalind…”

She murmured absentmindedly, her gaze fixed blankly on the student who was so close yet so unattainable.

"They actually trained... a Morning Star Wizard?" (End of Chapter)