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

Outside the heart of the ancient tree, three lords stood silently before it, not far apart, yet each subtly maintained their own distinct aura.

At the very front, naturally, stood the Lord of the Northern Region, Wanlichun Bei Niao, dressed as a noble young lady.

She wore a flower wreath, the petals still seemingly moistened by the morning dew, and her soft blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze.

Her expression was gentle, yet she possessed an innate composure and elegance, as if the essence of spring in the entire northern region was concentrated in her alone.

Following closely behind was the ruler of the Southern Region, the Unbreakable Emperor, Nan Shuang.

Her temperament was completely different from that of Bei Niao; she was like a snow lotus growing in an extremely cold place, solitary and noble.

The fitted dress accentuated her slender and toned figure, and her long legs were encased in a pair of snow-white boots with delicate patterns, creating a clean and sharp silhouette.

That pretty face was always covered with a layer of frost, her eyes were cold and emotionless, as if she kept people at a distance.

Finally, there is the Lord of the Eastern Region, Tian Benliu Donghui.

He was tall and strong, with a powerful aura. He stood there with his hands on his hips, like a war god holding the line.

At this moment, however, his gaze kept falling on Nan Shuang, and there was a hint of undisguised displeasure between his brows.

According to what Bei Niao had previously relayed, Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen had instructed them to wait here for seven days.

Only a day and a night have passed, and it is noon on the second day. Sunlight filters through the dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree, casting dappled patterns, creating a calm yet stagnant atmosphere.

However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

None of the three lords expected that the green barrier that had always stood before the heart of the ancient tree, seemingly unmoved since time immemorial, would suddenly tremble slightly.

The light screen, which was originally as solid as a wall, began to slowly rotate, as if drawn by an invisible force, gradually twisting into a deep vortex.

Deep within the vortex, light and shadow surged, and the atmosphere became chaotic.

The next moment, a figure was "directly thrown" out by the vortex.

The man staggered slightly, barely managing to regain his balance upon landing.

His attire was extremely simple, a pure black wizard's robe tightly wrapped around his body, almost without any decoration, making him appear low-key and reserved.

He was young and handsome, but to the three lords, he was completely unfamiliar and unrecognizable, as if he had never appeared before.

His aura was not weak; in fact, it could be said that he was quite extraordinary among ordinary wizards. However, the three people present were all sixth-level Morning Star wizards who had reached the "Morning Star Extreme Realm." With just one glance, they could see through his true nature; he was only a late-stage fourth-level wizard.

However, the faint aura emanating from him was extremely clear; it was the fluctuation of a nature wizard.

A strange, never-before-seen level four nature wizard?
"Ok?"

"This is……"

Bei Niao and Nan Shuang were both slightly taken aback, their gazes lingering on the young man for a moment.

The heart of the ancient tree is where Lord Radiant Moon has long resided, and ordinary beings cannot even approach it, let alone be "sent out" from it.

But the strange Morning Star Wizard appeared out of there, a scene that was clearly beyond their comprehension.

In contrast, Donghui, who was standing at the back, had a rather subtle expression.

His gaze was fixed on the figure, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes before quickly turning into confirmation—he recognized him.

He had seen this person before.

Just outside the City of Abundance, when he went to meet Xiye, this fourth-level wizard was the one who was following Xiye.

This person actually followed west Ye into the heart of the ancient tree to meet Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen?
But now, they've been sent out directly?

Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen... what does this mean?
For a moment, the three lords' gazes all fell on the suddenly appearing level four wizard, their expressions a mixture of surprise and scrutiny, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.

At the same time, the young level four wizard who was "thrown" out of the vortex was also experiencing a dizzying sensation.

His steps faltered slightly, and his vision blurred for a brief moment, as if he were still in the same space within the tree's core.

After a moment, he managed to steady himself, raised his hand to press his forehead, and gently shook his head to suppress the remaining dizziness.

This person was none other than Lynn.

Within the heart of the ancient tree, the Cloud Realm Master, who resided high above, suddenly said, "I'm sending you to deal with the three lords."

Lynn was stunned for a moment.

He instinctively opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could actually speak, that irresistible force had already fallen.

The next moment, he was "sent" out.

Even before being thrown out of the tree heart, that Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen casually added:
“They are lords, and you are a lord too… You’ll have plenty of opportunities to deal with them in the future… It’s not a bad thing to get used to it sooner.”

Just as Lynn came to his senses and refocused his gaze, he was met with three pairs of eyes.

The three lords, the three beings who had stepped into the Morning Star Realm, all looked at him at this moment.

That gaze, without any deliberate release of pressure, was still so heavy it was suffocating, as if three invisible mountains were pressing down from different directions at the same time.

Lynn felt a slight tightness in his chest, and even his breathing became labored.

Within his body, the World Tree, deeply rooted in the depths of his spiritual world, began to tremble slightly. Strands of gentle yet resilient power flowed slowly, relieving him of the almost unbearable pressure.

Even so, a layer of cold sweat still seeped out of his back without his noticing.

Lynn forced a smile, his lips slightly stiff, and was about to say something to break the strange and oppressive standoff.

Right at this moment.

A light suddenly appeared on his forehead.

A mark slowly appeared.

The mark was lush and vibrant, with intricate and ancient patterns, as if it were woven from countless fine vines and leaves, exuding an extremely rich life force, and even giving people the illusion of "life manifesting".

It was none other than the "Primordial Seed" personally bestowed by Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen.

This mark is not merely a symbol of chance and inheritance.

It is, in itself, a form of proof of "qualification".

Only a lord has the right to bear and inscribe it.

Because the hidden information and inherited content contained within that primordial seed belong to the deepest taboos of the Natural God Dynasty, which ordinary wizards cannot access or bear.

Moreover, it also possesses an extremely powerful protective ability.

Once activated, it can even resist the erosion of the power at the Radiant Moon level for a short period of time.

This alone is enough to demonstrate its importance.

In other words, the mere appearance of the primordial seed signifies a fact that is all too clear:
This person is the lord.

And this young wizard before them, whose aura was only at the late fourth level and whose face was completely unfamiliar, was actually a lord?!

Almost simultaneously, the thoughts of the three lords raced.

Of the four territories of the Natural God Dynasty, the only one currently vacant is the Western Maple Domain.

The answer is self-evident: he is the new lord of the Western Maple Domain.

The thought had barely formed when Nan Shuang's figure moved.

Without any warning, she seemed to transform into a streak of cold light, instantly traversing dozens of feet and appearing directly in front of Lynn.

The air suddenly cooled down.

A slender and cold body was close at hand, carrying a faint yet refreshing fragrance that wafted towards me like a cold wind on a snowy plain.

"The lord of the Western Maple Domain?"

Her voice was cold and sharp, like an ice blade cutting through the air.

"Where are the Xiye people? Why have you become the lord? You..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The two figures flashed almost simultaneously.

Donghui and Bei Niao appeared on either side of Nan Shuang, their movements swift and decisive, directly halting her advance.

Donghui frowned slightly, his aura subtly rising, clearly ready to make a move at any moment; while Bei Niao's expression remained gentle, but with an undeniable air of solemnity.

Their reaction was extremely fast.

Because whatever happened, the "Primal Seed" between Lynn's eyebrows was enough to explain everything.

That represents not only his identity, but also the will and recognition of Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen.

Beneath this ancient tree, right under their noses, no one could easily lay a hand on a "recognized lord."

Even Nanshuang, who was also a lord.

Donghui and Bei Niao's almost "instinctive" act of obstruction caused Nan Shuang's beautiful eyes to slightly narrow.

The coldness in her eyes intensified, followed by a sharp snort:

What do you mean by this?

Her gaze swept over the two of them, her tone revealing a hint of displeasure and impatience.

"If the lord of the Western Maple Domain really changes, I'll be overjoyed. It's a good thing that bastard can be replaced, whoever it is."

She slightly raised her chin, her gaze sweeping over Lynn, and her tone became somewhat dismissive.

"Why would I act without distinguishing right from wrong?"

Despite this, the faint chill emanating from her body did not diminish; on the contrary, it seemed to be deliberately suppressed, making it even sharper.

However, no matter what she said, Donghui and Beiniao did not relax their efforts in the slightest.

Bei Niao remained standing to one side, composed, with a perfectly timed smile on her lips, neither distant nor overly friendly.

Her clear, beautiful eyes gently fell on Lynn, her gaze tender.

Donghui, on the other hand, was much more direct.

He turned his head to the side, winked at Lynn, and smiled in a way that was neither a smile nor a frown. He looked both unrestrained and playful.

"The young lord is quite lucky."

His voice was deep and slightly teasing, but not hostile.

"Since everyone has already been personally escorted out by Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen, there's no need to stand there."

He gestured with his chin, indicating that Lynn should speak.

"Please introduce yourself."

"After all... that lord didn't just throw you in front of us for the sake of letting us take a look."

Seeing this, Lynn's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He was indeed quite wary of Nan Shuang.

After all, it was clear from the few words spoken that there was a considerable grudge between Nan Shuang and west Ye.

In this situation, there's a high chance that my relationship with Xiye will be strained, and people will likely take their anger out on me because of this.

Fortunately, Nan Shuang was not the only one in the arena at this moment.

Donghui and Bei Niao's attitudes at least temporarily shielded him from the most direct pressure.

With that in mind, Lynn no longer hesitated.

He took a deep breath, quickly gathered his thoughts, and then slowly recounted his experience, starting from the very beginning.

He recounted how he came from the southern region of the wizarding world, how he met the extremely down-on-his-luck Xiye there, and how, under Xiye's guidance, he gradually uncovered deeper secrets.

He did not deliberately conceal the truly crucial turning points and choices, but he intentionally omitted the details, only mentioning the parts related to Xiye.

From then on, it was a long and arduous journey of cultivation.

He glossed over the struggle for resources, the test of life and death, and the process of struggling to survive amidst the various forces in a relatively concise manner, yet it was still enough to give people a glimpse of the dangers involved.

In the end, he took Xiye and returned to the Natural God Dynasty.

The latter personally recommended him to become the next lord of the Western Maple Domain.

....................................

The matter itself is not short.

Even though Lynn had deliberately compressed the content and simplified it, it still took a considerable amount of time to tell the story from the beginning.

Moreover, the three lords were not listening quietly during his narration.

They would interrupt from time to time.

Some were just casual questions, while others went straight to the point, forcing Lynn to stop and explain, or even revisit certain details.

As a result, what could have been told much faster was constantly interrupted and extended.

Time slips away unnoticed.

When Lynn finally stopped, three days and three nights had already passed.

The light and shadow under the ancient tree changed several times, and even the atmosphere in the air seemed to become more profound and heavy.

The three lords each fell into brief contemplation at this moment.

However, their expressions were all different.

Nan Shuang remained standing there, her pretty face as cold as frost, but a hint of undisguised schadenfreude lingered in her eyes.

Especially when she heard about Xi Ye's various experiences over the years, the corners of her lips even turned up slightly, as if those misfortunes were meant to befall the other person.

Donghui stroked his chin, his brows furrowing and relaxing intermittently, clearly comparing everything Lynn said with the information he already knew, his expression showing a hint of contemplation and judgment.

As for Kita-tori, she was the one who listened most attentively among the three.

Those normally gentle and beautiful eyes now appeared exceptionally bright, and she missed almost every detail in Lynn's words.

Even at crucial moments, she would interrupt and ask a question or two, as if to confirm or to extend the discussion.

In the past three days, she was the one who spoke the most.

Especially when Lynn talked about his experiences in the southern continent of the wizarding world, her interest was clearly amplified, and her eyes even revealed a rare curiosity and interest.

The feeling was like flipping through an old storybook that I had never read before, yet it was captivating.

Lynn is like a protagonist pushed to the forefront in a storybook, and also like a wandering bard with a long lyre in hand, telling stories of the past.

The atmosphere became quite subtle at times during the narration.

Beneath the ancient tree, the three lords stood in a circle, with him in the center, recounting his own experiences.

Although there are choices in the words, they are still full of ups and downs, and vaguely carry a legendary color.

If one doesn't delve into the pros and cons and the truth behind it, this scene might even give the illusion of a "harmonious and joyful" atmosphere.

However, the story is ultimately just a process.

As the last sentence fell and Lynn's voice faded into silence, the atmosphere in the room subtly tightened.

Nan Shuang, Dong Hui, and Bei Niao had roughly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

Beyond this long list of experiences and the past, there are really only two core things:

one.

west Ye has officially confirmed with Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen that he will step down as the lord of the west Feng Domain.

Furthermore, he will soon go into seclusion to attempt to reach an even higher level of cultivation.

Secondly.

Before going into seclusion, west Ye personally recommended Lynn to succeed as the lord of the Western Maple Domain, despite Lynn being merely a late-stage fourth-level Morning Star Wizard.

More importantly, Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen has already given his approval.

……

These two pieces of information are not complicated in themselves; in fact, they can be described as extremely brief.

Even for the three lords who had already reached the Dawn Star Realm, this news still caused a brief moment of mental blankness.

First, that's the first thing.

west Ye is aiming for the next level.

The meaning of this statement is self-evident.

The four lords of the Natural God Dynasty are all at the level of a perfect sixth-level Morning Star Wizard, also known as the "Morning Star Extreme Realm".

And one more step forward is the Radiant Moon.

That was a true "qualitative change".

From the morning star to the radiant moon, it seems like only one step is needed, but in reality, it is like an invisible chasm between heaven and earth, keeping countless wizards firmly outside.

Throughout the Wizarding World, while the existence of Morningstar Extremis is not rampant, their numbers are certainly not scarce.

But the Moonlit Wizard presents a completely different picture.

That is a rare existence, enough to influence the course of events.

In the resource-poor Southern Region of the Wizarding World, a single Moon Wizard is enough to establish a top-tier power, suppress a region, and command heroes.

Even in the Eastern Region, where powerful forces abound and strong individuals are numerous, the Radiant Moon Wizard still stands at the very top of the pyramid, looking down upon all living beings.

The four of them had remained in the Morning Star Extreme Realm for far too long.

So long that even the idea of ​​"taking it a step further" has gradually become blurred.

No one is truly confident that they can cross that boundary.

But now, west Ye has actually taken the initiative to announce that she will try to break through the Radiant Moon.

This in itself implies something that is all too obvious:
He had already touched that threshold, and even... could see the path behind the door.

Otherwise, he would never have taken this step so easily.

Such a significant piece of news was enough to cause a real stir within the Natural God Dynasty.

That's why, in comparison, the second thing seemed "less shocking".

A fourth-level wizard whose origins were not yet fully clear and who was practically a stranger to the Natural God Dynasty was directly promoted to the position of lord.

Logically, this should have been a decision that could have triggered internal turmoil.

After all, the position of lord is not only a symbol of strength, but also involves the resources, order and authority of a territory.

Such a change of succession is bound to encounter resistance.

However, all of this was overshadowed by the matter of "impacting the Moon".

It even seems somewhat insignificant.

At least at this moment, the attention of the three lords has inevitably been completely drawn to the former.

Especially the ruler of the Southern Region, the Unbreakable Emperor Nan Shuang.

Previously, when listening to Lynn recount those past events, she almost unabashedly revealed her schadenfreude about Xi Ye's various misfortunes, and even hinted at a "hopeful" attitude.

However, at this moment, when she learned that after experiencing such ups and downs, west Ye had actually reached the threshold of the Bright Moon and even had a considerable degree of confidence.

She was the one who felt the most pain.

Her already cold and beautiful face now appeared even more somber. The chill between her brows intensified, as if even the surrounding air had cooled down.

That expression wasn't exactly angry, nor was it shocked; it was more like an indescribable feeling of suffocation, as if a breath was stuck in his chest, unable to be exhaled or swallowed.

In contrast, Donghui's reaction was much more straightforward.

His eyebrows first twitched slightly, then slowly relaxed, a hint of undisguised envy flashing in his eyes.

But that envy did not evolve into jealousy; instead, it quickly transformed into another, more intense emotion: fighting spirit.

It was an instinctive reaction triggered by being "ahead" by someone of the same level.

Deep within his eyes, a flame seemed to ignite, and his long-dormant motivation for cultivation was rekindled at this moment.

Clearly, west Ye's choices and breakthroughs have already subtly spurred him on.

As for the final ruler of the Northern Region, the Northern Bird.

She remained standing there, elegant and composed, her face unchanged.

That delicate face showed little emotional fluctuation.

She showed neither surprise nor emotion, as if the news that had shaken the entire situation was nothing more than a story she had heard and forgotten.

She was like a detached noble lady, unhurried, indifferent, and even exuding a sense of "it's none of my business."

Three lords, three completely different reactions.

Lynn's eyes flickered slightly as he took in everything.

Just then, Nan Shuang finally couldn't hold back any longer, and her beautiful eyes locked onto Lin En once again.

Almost at the same instant her gaze fell upon him, Donghui and Beibiao simultaneously took a small step closer to Lynn.

This made Lynn feel slightly relieved, and even gave her a rare sense of security.

Nan Shuang, of course, saw all of this.

Her gaze remained fixed on Lynn, her expression icy, but she didn't immediately lash out. Instead, she spoke first, her tone sharp:

"rest assured."

"Since Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen has already placed him in the position of lord, I will not take action against him before the end of his first term."

She glanced sideways at Donghui and Beibiao, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"Your guard against me is far too much of an underestimation."

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze returned to Lynn.

This time, her tone was still cold, but there was none of the "retribution" that Lynn had expected.

They did not project their hatred for Xiye directly onto him.

"but……"

She spoke, her voice low and clear.

"Lynn, your background is too mysterious and too suspicious."

"Even with Lord Yun Jing Gui Zhen's approval, it's one thing to gain a foothold here... but it's another to be able to hold onto this position."

"Within the Natural God Dynasty, how will those Morning Star Wizards view you? Will they submit to you? These... are the real challenges you will face."

She paused slightly, her gaze growing even colder. "You can't hold onto this lord's position."

Then, her tone changed slightly:
"As for Xiye..."

A sudden chill flashed in her eyes.

There will always be an explanation between him and me.

After she finished speaking, she said no more. She took a few steps back to create distance, and resumed her previous indifferent demeanor, turning her gaze towards the heart of the ancient tree.

Instead of being angry at Nan Shuang's almost blatant "humiliation," Lynn secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the other party's tone was very direct and carried a hint of contempt, it was clear from their words that he and Xi Ye had a very close relationship and that the other party did not intend to hate him, which was a good thing for him.

After all, he was someone who had stepped into the Dawn Star Realm.

If such an enemy were to appear out of nowhere, it would undoubtedly be an unbearable pressure for him in his current state.

However, after this brief moment of relaxation, his thoughts were quickly drawn to something else.

"Leadership period".

The word Nan Shuang had just mentioned made him vaguely realize that there was another rule involved.

He was unaware of this beforehand.

Fortunately, Donghui and Bei Niao's attitudes were much milder in comparison.

After Lynn asked, the two didn't try to hide anything and instead explained quite directly.

"A lord, of course, has a term of office."

Donghui's voice was deep and casual, yet it carried an undeniable weight.

"A cycle is defined as a hundred years."

Bei Niao added softly from the side, her tone gentle:

"At the end of each term, the Divine Dynasty will conduct a comprehensive evaluation. If the lord's performance is insufficient, or..."

She paused slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, but her gaze held a deeper meaning.

"Someone wants to take on the challenge."

Donghui picked up the conversation, grinning:
"That makes it even simpler."

"If you win, the position is yours."

The rules are simple yet brutal.

The strong rule.

For Donghui, Beibiao, and even Nanshuang, this is indeed not a problem.

All three of them were at the peak of the Morning Star Realm, having already reached the pinnacle of that level.

As long as they don't encounter problems themselves, it's almost impossible for anyone to challenge their position as lords.

But for Lynn, these rules were like a sharp blade hanging over his head.

He was only at the late stage of level four, while the number of Morning Star Wizards in the Natural God Dynasty was by no means small.

Among them are a large number of level 5 wizards, and even some who have truly stepped into the level 6.

A century from now, when his first term ends, how many people will turn their attention to the Western Maple Domain?
How many people will try to pull him down from this position?
The answer is almost self-evident.

"A century...?"

Lynn's heart skipped a beat. A hundred years later, he might have to face a level six wizard, and the pressure would be immense.

However, it is not without hope. With the reward of hard work and the authority of a lord within a hundred years, his progress may be quite significant!

After all, it only took him less than two or three hundred years to go from apprentice to Morning Star Wizard without any powerful backing.

Now, as the lord of the Natural God Dynasty, backed by a powerful force and with abundant resources, he eagerly anticipates the extent to which the dynasty can rise after a century of accumulation…

………………

Donghui looked at Lin En, his gaze slightly sharpening, and thoughts began to race through his mind.

Since west Ye recommended this person, he must have had his reasons.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that Lynn was directly replaced at the end of his first term.

The problem is that Lynn's current level is only at the late stage of level four.

In just a century, how far can he go?
And by what right do we stand against the covetous eyes of those level 5 or even level 6 wizards?

This thought lingered in Donghui's mind, but he did not voice it aloud.

On the other hand, Kita's focus was clearly not on these changes in power.

For her, the so-called lordship struggle seemed far less interesting than the "story" itself.

She turned slightly to look at Lynn again, a gentle smile on her lips, her tone lighter:

"Lynn the Wizard".

"If you don't mind, could you tell me more about what's happening in the Southern Continent?"

Her eyes were clear and bright, filled with undisguised interest.

“The local customs, the people, and…the details you didn’t elaborate on.”

Lynn paused for a moment, then gave a fairly natural smile.

"nature."

He nodded.

The ruler of the Northern Region before us was surrounded by a faint floral fragrance, his aura as gentle as spring.

Compared to Nan Shuang's coldness and Dong Hui's ruggedness, she appeared exceptionally gentle and approachable.

At least, it doesn't make people feel repulsed.

Moreover, such a being is a powerful expert at the Morning Star Realm, and conversing with him is a rare opportunity in itself.

And so, time flowed slowly in this atmosphere.

Before the heart of the ancient tree.

The four lords gathered together.

Nan Shuang remained standing alone on one side, her figure as white as snow, silent and still, as if shutting herself off from everything.

Donghui stood with his arms crossed, his aura restrained, his eyes occasionally flashing as if he were deep in thought.
Lynn, on the other hand, stood opposite Northbird, chatting happily.

Most of the time, he was the one talking and she was the one listening.

Occasionally, Bei Niao would lightly part her thin lips and interject with a word or two, her voice warm and gentle, steer the conversation to a deeper level.

Before the ancient tree, time seems to be stretched out by an invisible force, flowing exceptionally slowly and quietly.

Two more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The seven-day period has finally come to an end.

At that moment, North Bird, who was standing next to Lynn, suddenly spoke softly.

Her voice remained warm and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against your ear, yet it carried a rare hint of solemnity:

"It's finally coming to an end."

She glanced sideways at Lynn and whispered a reminder:
“Look closely, Wizard Lynn.”

"Ok?"

Lynn was taken aback at first, and had not yet reacted.

But in the next instant, he caught something unusual out of the corner of his eye. Donghui and Nanshuang, without him noticing, had simultaneously abandoned their previous casual or indifferent demeanor.

The expressions on their faces were more solemn than ever before.

Their gazes, as if drawn by some invisible force, were all fixed on the heartwood of the ancient tree.

The air seemed to tighten silently at that moment.

"That is……"

Lynn's heart skipped a beat, and he looked in the direction they were looking.

Only then did they realize that, from some unknown time, a faint red glow had begun to permeate the massive and ancient canopy of the old tree.

At first, the luster was extremely faint, as if it were just the afterimage of the setting sun, and was not easily noticed.

But as time went by, that red hue gradually deepened.

"wrong……"

Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly, his eyes suddenly narrowing.

"That's not light..."

The next moment, he finally saw clearly that it was not a red glow at all.

Instead, they were maple leaves, one by one, slowly drifting down from the sky.

The maple leaves vary in size, with slightly curled edges, and their color ranges from light to dark wine red, as if they were soaked in the autumn atmosphere.

At first, they just fell in scattered pieces.

Sparse and gentle, like the first light rain, falling silently.

However, it only took a few breaths.

The number suddenly surged.

One piece, two pieces, ten pieces, a hundred pieces...

Countless maple leaves cascaded down from the top of the ancient tree, swirling, intertwining, and drifting in mid-air, gradually converging into a vast, flowing sea.

Looking out, the sky was already covered in a wine-red hue.

Maple leaves fell like rain.

It fell from the sky.

The scene was both magnificent and imbued with an indescribable sense of desolation and bleakness, as if an entire season had been compressed and descended upon us at that moment.

Lynn felt a slight tremor in his heart.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something: the appearance of the four lords was accompanied by unusual phenomena.

When Tianbenliu Donghui first appeared, it was accompanied by a torrential downpour, which was obviously related to the witchcraft "Torrential Rain" that he possessed.
During the brief exchange earlier, the Unbreakable Emperor Nan Shuang was also surrounded by swirling snowflakes, exuding a bone-chilling cold, which clearly reflected the essence of her power.

As for Kita, she hadn't really made a move yet, and her aura remained restrained, so her true "strange phenomenon" was still undetectable.

And now, the previous lord of the Western Maple Domain is Maple Falling Sorrow - Western Leaf.

In a more intuitive and grander way, it reveals its "existence" between heaven and earth.

The countless maple leaves are his traces.

"This is……"

Lynn felt a tightness in his chest, and a certain suspicion began to form in his mind.

"Rules of the field?"

He wasn't entirely sure.

After all, he himself had once touched the realm of rules, but compared to what was happening before him, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

The two are not even on the same level.

Just as his thoughts were churning.

Suddenly, a familiar voice slowly rang out from high above.

The sound wasn't loud, yet it seemed to come from all four directions simultaneously, clear and resonant:
"Moonlight draws out the dew."

"I am not grateful for the honor."

"The steps are covered with leaves at dusk."

"I do not resent my fate."

"Withered Maple Sea".

"Autumn leaves are serene and beautiful."

As each soft chant faded, another strange change occurred in the sky!

One after another, enormous marks manifested from the void.

Those marks are ancient and complex, with interwoven patterns, like a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Each dish exudes a completely different aura, yet they all share the same origin.

The six marks of the path lie across the sky.

They echo each other, subtly forming a complete and vast system.

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly.

He understood what it was almost instantly.

That was the witchcraft template that west Ye had chosen and refined during each breakthrough in his cultivation journey.

From Level 1 to Level 6.

A total of six permanent magical marks.

At this moment, they were revealed without reservation, as if the entire path of a wizard's life of cultivation had been laid bare between heaven and earth.

The mark hangs in the air, and the maple leaves are like a sea.

Countless wine-red leaves slowly fell from the sky, brushing past the six grand marks, as if coating them with a layer of flowing radiance.

This scene was so beautiful it was almost unreal, yet it subtly exuded a kind of oppressive and solemn aura that made people afraid to look directly at it.

In the vast, surging sea of ​​maple leaves, a figure slowly materialized.

Initially, it was just a blurry outline, appearing and disappearing among countless falling wine-red leaves; but as the maple leaves gathered and flowed, the outline gradually became clearer and finally took shape completely.

It was a tall and slender figure.

He stood in mid-air, his robes seemingly formed from countless maple leaves, layer upon layer, swaying in the wind, with a faint luster flowing between the veins of each leaf.

The person and this sea of ​​maple leaves seemed to be one.

His face was so handsome it was almost unreal.

His facial features are well-defined, as if meticulously sculpted, neither sharp nor angular, blending together perfectly to create an irresistible attraction.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, carrying a faint smile.

The smile was gentle and composed, yet it carried a subtle, unspoken sense of detachment.

Standing there, he truly looked like a protagonist straight out of a storybook.

Its brilliance is understated yet impeccable.

It was so perfect it was almost unreal.

As the maple sea fully unfolded, Xiye finally reappeared in the world in her true form and true physical body.

Lynn's gaze sharpened slightly.

Even he had to admit to himself that this person was indeed "too outstanding".

That combination of temperament and appearance has a natural appeal to most people, especially women.

At this thought, his thoughts involuntarily shifted slightly:
Nanshuang back then...

Could it really be that he was moved by such a face and such a temperament?

Then, he was taken advantage of and then abandoned by the other party, and he still holds a grudge to this day?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Lynn composed himself and turned to observe the reactions of the other three lords out of the corner of his eye.

Donghui and Bei Niao remained calm and composed, showing little change in expression.

Only Nan Shuang, at the very moment west Ye's figure completely solidified, her icy eyes trembled slightly.

That instant was so fast it was almost impossible to capture.

It was as if some long-dormant emotion had been suddenly stirred.

But it was only for a moment.

The next moment, that slight fluctuation was forcibly suppressed, replaced by a purer chill and undisguised hatred.

Just then, west Ye, who was in mid-air, suddenly spoke.

He didn't look at the three lords, but instead focused his gaze directly on Lynn, his smile remaining gentle:

"Lynn."

"I've got it..."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"On the path of the wizard, in the realm of the Morning Star, one controls the 'rule field'."

He paused slightly.

Then, his tone was gentle, yet carried a certain indescribable weight:

"If we could take it one step further..."

"Step into the Radiant Moon".

"Then the field can be transformed into a domain."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world seemed to fall silent.

"The Realm of Rules".

He added softly, a smile still playing on his lips:

"That is the true foundation upon which Your Majesty the Radiant Moon stands in the world."

These words appeared to be spoken in public.

But everyone present knew that this was meant for Lynn.

Lynn was startled and memorized those words.

Rule field... Rule domain...

The difference here is not just a matter of strength or weakness, but a leap in level.

However, just as he was digesting the information, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The three lords beside him looked more solemn than ever before.

The solemnity was not due to Xiye's appearance itself.

Rather, it was something they had already anticipated that was about to happen.

Lynn frowned slightly, not quite understanding at first.

Just then, west Ye smiled gently.

His gaze first swept over Kita and Toki's faces, lingering for only a moment, as if it were merely a polite glance.

It then landed on Nan Shuang.

That once stunningly beautiful face now only exudes a chilling coldness.

Their eyes met briefly between the air and the ground.

The air seemed to become extremely subtle at that moment.

"You want to try to break through the Radiant Moon?"

Finally, Nan Shuang spoke.

Her voice remained cold, but it held a subtle tension that was more pronounced than before.

The first words spoken after a long separation were surprisingly like this: neither an apology, nor revenge, nor any of the other possibilities.

If she had imagined this scene a month ago, she probably wouldn't have believed it.

After hearing this, west Ye's expression remained unchanged, still gentle and composed.

“I have lingered in front of that door for far too long.”

His tone was calm, as if he were stating a fact that had already been established.

"Being a step earlier or a step later makes no difference."

"It's come to this..."

He paused slightly, his gaze deep.

"Continuing to stagnate will only lead to standing still."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly began to change.

The slender human figure seemed to be folded and stretched by some invisible force.

Countless maple leaves surged up from his side, gradually engulfing his silhouette.

In the blink of an eye, the human form vanished.

Instead, there was a massive, ancient maple tree.

The tree trunk is vigorous and its branches and leaves are like a sea.

Each maple leaf seems to contain an intensely rich blend of life and decay.

Ancient, profound, and powerful enough to be overwhelming.

Four pairs of eyes simultaneously fell upon the maple tree.

The air froze completely.

And in that silent gaze, the ancient maple tree began to slowly fade away.

It's like being erased from reality, bit by bit.

It eventually disappeared completely. (End of Chapter)