Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Jiangzhou Administration Headquarters.

In the secret room, Ian sat cross-legged naked, slowly opening his eyes, a flash of intense light disappearing from them.

"You should have received my gift, right?"

The Morning Star Wizard is meant to illuminate the path for those who come after, but the first to receive this gift are always the wizard's family.

The leap and feedback of the Morning Star bloodline disregard any distance or space.

This rule was established by a great wizard in ancient times as the underlying rule of the entire universe.

He stood up, his body swaying slightly, and with a crack, fine cracks appeared in the surrounding air.

Without using any rules or exerting any force, the sheer power of her body made the space of Xuanhuang Star as fragile as paper.

An even stronger feeling came from all directions, an omnipresent sense of rejection, as if the whole world was whispering.

"Leave...leave this world..."

Ripples spread through the space, and gravity seemed to be slipping out of control.

Deep within Ian's chest, the newly formed, fiery star core trembled gently.

The golden-red ripples spread out, the spatial repulsion melted like ice and snow, and the world returned to normal.

Other newly awakened Morning Star cultivators could never be as relaxed as he is now.

He has achieved 100% control over the rules of gravity and thermal energy, and the intertwined rule domain is automatically activated, offsetting the rejection of the world's will.

"Using rules against rules really works." Ian's lips curled into a slight smile.

Before his breakthrough, he couldn't even sense this high-dimensional repulsion, but now it's as natural as breathing.

Suddenly, the flow of time in the entire secret chamber stopped, and something grander and more ancient descended.

Ian's vision suddenly rose.

He "saw" Jiangzhou City outside the secret room, the outline of Jiangnan Province, the territory of the Great Yan, and the azure Xuanhuang Star slowly rotating in the void.

I saw some dark purple cracks that connected to the Xuanhuang Star.

A lofty will made contact with him for a moment.

There was no language, no sound, only a torrent of information flooding directly into consciousness.

If it were a level three wizard or a legendary expert, their soul would be instantly ruptured.

But within Ian's mental sea, the central, fiery star core calmly accepted all the information.

After just a brief contact, as the flood of information receded, Ian already understood everything.

"A deal, please..."

He murmured to himself, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

The world will of Xuanhuang Star has reached the fifth level limit, a level that is almost impossible for a small world to reach.

It has accumulated a wealth of knowledge over many years and is already qualified to advance to level six, but advancing requires a massive amount of world essence.

Where did they come from?

The answer lies deep within those rifts, in a strange world corrupted by the abyss.

The world's will's request is simple: clear all remaining rifts from Xuanhuang Star, and during the purification process, seize as many original fragments as possible from the other world to weaken it.

He will use a portion of His essence as a reward and promises to open world access after Ian advances to level six, helping him establish a stable inter-world passage.

"This deal... is exactly what I wanted."

His seed of rules needs a large amount of the world's origin to nurture it.

If a vibrant green planet were to have its life force drained, it would inevitably kill countless lives.

The otherworld on the other side doesn't have this concern, and what it fears least is the pollution of the abyss.

With a slight thought, Ian automatically wove a golden robe around his body.

The alloy door to the sealed room slid open silently.

In the corridor outside the door, Wei Song leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, while Gaga on his shoulder looked anxious.

"Wasn't it over? Why haven't they come out yet?" Wei Song stared at the tightly closed door.

Before he could finish speaking, intense light burst out from inside the door, distorting and steaming the air.

Wei Song's pupils contracted slightly, and he instinctively raised his fiery domain. As soon as he opened it, it was gently suppressed by an even more terrifying gravitational field.

The halo faded, and Ian emerged.

He wore a simple long robe made of gold thread, his black hair was simply tied back, and his eyes were deep.

With an excited scream, Gaa transformed into a black shadow and pounced on Ian, but suddenly froze three meters away, touching an invisible barrier.

This wasn't Ian intentionally blocking it; rather, the difference in life levels was too great, and lower-level beings would be automatically repelled by the rules even if they got close.

"Gah..." the little guy cried out in grievance.

Ian chuckled to himself, reached out and slightly adjusted the gravitational field, lifting Gaga onto his shoulder.

Gaga immediately rubbed against his cheek, her soul conveying emotions of excitement, worry, and longing.

"Alright, didn't I succeed?" Ian rubbed Gaga's head and looked at Wei Song.

Wei Song took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, "The commotion you've caused... This global anomaly has been going on for a month, the whole world is going crazy."

"As expected." Ian said calmly, turning and walking out, with Wei Song following closely behind.

Inside the lounge, Ian raised his hand and pointed into the air, causing dense magical runes to appear on the four walls, isolating the inside from the outside.

In the blink of an eye, an array was set up in the void, a sorcerer's array at the Morning Star level.

He sat down cross-legged, while Wei Song sat on the futon opposite him, then hopped onto the floor in the middle and stared longingly at Ian.

Wei Song sighed softly, "I can no longer sense how strong you are now."

"Since you two are interested, I'll give you a brief overview."

Seeing the curiosity in their eyes, Ian didn't waste any words. He traced his fingertips through the air, and golden starlight condensed into a three-dimensional image.

A tiny star revolves in the center, surrounded by five rings of different colored star orbits.

Ian pointed at Hengxing: "This is my seed of rules, and also the body of the star core. Currently, the radius of the rule domain is 10,000 kilometers."

He felt a sense of emotion. The strength of a Level 4 Morning Star consists of two parts: in addition to its own rule domain, there is also the most important Wizard Tower, also known as the Cross-World War Fortress.

Only a Morning Star with a Wizard's Tower is a complete Morning Star and can roam freely in the void.

Wei Song was still shocked. Ten thousand kilometers away, with a slight thought, his domain would cover half of the Great Yan.

This is beyond the scope of being described as "strong"; this is a mobile natural disaster!

Ian added, "The unique thing about my celestial path is that as long as the stellar core remains, I can continuously draw energy from the stars, and in terms of lifespan, I can achieve near-eternal renewal."

He looked at Wei Song: "As for the comparison of strength, those below the Morning Star level are no different from infants in front of me."

It's not a difference in the amount of energy; it's a crushing dimensionality. Morning Star can directly erase the foundation of existence below level four from the level of rules.

Wei Song laughed and said, "Good, we no longer need to worry about those demons and monsters outside."

Ian shook his head. "My very existence is the biggest problem."

With a slight thought, the two of them automatically connected their control panels.

Massive amounts of data were exchanged at the level of consciousness. Wei Song groaned, cold sweat beading on his forehead, but the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The data exchange was completed in less than a minute.

Wei Song's aura rose rapidly like a balloon being inflated, and the fiery domain became even more solid.

"Take your time to adjust; this is a comprehension of rules at the Morning Star level."

Ian explained, "You're currently in the mid-Legendary stage. After you've digested this, breaking through to the late stage shouldn't be a problem. But as a projection, if you want to truly break through to the Morning Star stage... you need to think about it carefully."

His gaze shifted to Gaga, the little guy who had been waiting impatiently, spinning around on the ground.

"Your share of Source Crystals will not be less." Ian smiled and transferred a thousand golden Source Crystals from his dimensional ring to another ring.

"Absorb these first." The ring flew toward Gaga, whose eyes were glowing green.

Gaga excitedly opened its mouth, creating a miniature spatial vortex that sucked the ring into its body.

"What are the plans next?" Wei Song asked.

Ian looked out the window, his gaze piercing through the clouds to the dark purple scars.

"Just now, I made a deal with the will of the world." He briefly relayed the information from the consciousness contact.

Upon hearing this, Wei Song gasped. "You want to help this planet... advance its level?"

"It's a mutually beneficial arrangement," Ian said casually.

"With His advancement to the sixth level, I can obtain a stable inter-world passage and a large amount of world origin, which is crucial to my celestial path."

He stood up, his golden robe fluttering even without wind. "Let's go outside first. It should be quite lively outside."

At the same time.

The atmosphere in the top-floor emergency meeting room of the Beijing Supernatural Abilities Management Bureau headquarters was as heavy as frost.

On either side of the oval table sat several of the highest decision-makers of the Great Yan Dynasty.

In the later stages of the legend, there were Li Hao, Wang Chongyang, Li Yan, the head of the Intelligence Bureau, the Director-General of the Administration Bureau, and the President of the Research Institute...

Several images were projected onto the screen: the president of the Bald Eagle Federation was giving an emergency speech at the Black House, speaking rapidly and looking pale.

The leaders of the European Union held an online summit, where heated debates ensued, while the "Polar Bear King" silently watched satellite images from the Rimlin.

In the bottom right corner of every image, there is the same photo: the Second Sun.

"The energy readings have been roughly calculated." The research director's voice was hoarse as he tapped the tablet repeatedly.

The main screen switches to a 3D energy distribution map.

Centered on Jiangzhou City, a pale golden domain with a radius of 5,000 kilometers is clearly visible, like a giant egg enveloping most of the Great Yan.

The energy density within the domain cannot be directly measured, but calculations suggest it is at least three hundred times greater than that of the legendary peak.

"This...this is completely beyond the realm of humanity," Wang Chongyang murmured.

Li Hao stared intently at the image, his heart almost stopping.

He was the strongest person in the Great Yan Dynasty on the surface, close to the peak of the legendary level, and once thought he stood at the pinnacle of humanity.

Now I realize that I was just a frog in a well.

"Mr. Yin has emerged from seclusion." Li Yan suddenly received an encrypted communication.

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Three minutes ago, the barrier around the underground chamber of the Jiangzhou City Supernatural Abilities Management Bureau was lifted. Commander Wei confirmed that Mr. Yin has completed his breakthrough, is in stable condition, and there are further plans..."

The meeting room fell silent for a few seconds.

Li Hao slowly leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already made up his mind.

"Prepare for the highest level of hospitality." He said calmly.

"From today onwards, Mr. Yin will no longer be just an 'advisor,' but a guardian of the Great Yan, enjoying the same authority and resource support as the nation."

"Old Li!" someone exclaimed, "This is not in accordance with regulations..."

"Rules?" Li Hao waved his hand to interrupt, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"When a person can purify evil spirits around the world with a single thought, withstand nuclear bombs with their own body, and have a domain that covers half a country, their will becomes the rule."

He got up, walked to the window, sighed deeply, and looked dejected.

Outside the window, the night sky over Beijing is exceptionally clear.

Everyone knows that the lingering power of that "sun on earth" still reverberates between heaven and earth.

"Pass down the order." Li Hao turned around.

"I. Ian is granted the title of 'Eternal Guardian of the Great Yan,' with the highest level of authority: Top Secret. He can mobilize any resources in the country and enjoys diplomatic and military immunity."

"Second, establish the 'Abyss Purification Coordination Committee,' with Ian as honorary chairman and Wei Song as executive chairman. Da Yan will lead the promotion of a global joint defense system, and all countries must cooperate with the Rift Purification Plan."

"Third, publicly disclose some of Mr. Yin's achievements. The Tianzhu incident can be disclosed in detail so that the whole world knows what the price is for provoking him."

Orders were issued one by one, and no one in the meeting room objected anymore.

Because everyone understands that times have changed.

From the moment Ian broke through to the legendary level, the power structure of Xuanhuang Star has been completely reshuffled.

Two hours later, at the Jiangzhou City Supernatural Abilities Management Office Square.

The streets were packed with a dense crowd; no one was organizing it, and the people had come spontaneously.

They looked up at the rooftop terrace of the headquarters building, where two figures stood.

Consultant Yin and Chief Commander Wei.

There was no podium, no guards; they simply stood there, and the entire city was silent.

Ian's gaze swept down, taking in millions of faces—a mix of fanaticism, awe, hope, and fear.

He could clearly perceive the emotional fluctuations of each person, as if he had access to their soul's memories, but they themselves were completely unaware of it.

"The power of Morning Star... is terrifying!"

He suppressed some of his senses, leaving only a vague outline.

"Everyone."

Ian's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, like a whisper in their ear.

"I am Ian."

The simple four words caused a slight commotion in the square.

"From today onwards, I will fight alongside the Great Yan as a 'Guardian'."

"I will wipe out all the rifts in the abyss. Cultists, aberrations, sources of contamination—I will leave none alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and a tiny speck of light, the size of a grain of rice, appeared above his palm.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a miniature star phantom with a diameter of 100 meters, hovering above the city.

There was no high temperature, no destruction, only the pure and vast pressure of the rules.

Everyone felt a sense of lightness in their bodies, and the impure thoughts in their hearts silently dissipated, leaving their faces peaceful.

Ian clasped his hands together, and the illusory image of the star dissipated.

But that awe-inspiring method is deeply etched into everyone's heart.

"Go back," Ian said finally. "The disaster will end; the Guardians promise."

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, then erupted into a tsunami of cheers.

Some people knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, some raised their arms and shouted, and some bowed wildly towards the terrace.

Ian turned and left, and Wei Song followed, chuckling softly, "Your methods are truly astounding."

"This is a necessary disclosure," Ian said calmly as he stepped into the building.

"From now on, I won't get involved anymore; it's your turn to handle 'international affairs'."

That evening, major global powers simultaneously received formal diplomatic notes from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Great Yan.

The content is very simple:

I. Ian Marcus (Mr. Yin) has officially assumed the position of Eternal Guardian of the Great Yan.

Second, Da Yan will take the lead in establishing the "Global Abyss Defense Alliance," and all member countries must unconditionally cooperate with the Rift Purification Plan.

Third, a global summit will be held in Beijing three days later to discuss the specific charter.

The note was accompanied by a ten-second video.

In the moment the mushroom cloud rose over India, Ian stood in the light screen, raised his hand to condense a ball of light, and intercepted the nuclear explosion.

There was no sound, only visuals, but that was enough.

The Bald Eagle Federation, the Pentagon's underground command center.

The president stared at the screen, his face ashen. "What are the analysis results?"

"Energy readings...cannot be estimated." The chief scientist shook his head.

"Our instrument's upper limit is legendary peak, and his values ​​have already exceeded the limit. Conservatively speaking, he alone could destroy the military power of the entire North American continent in just one minute."

"Fuck!" The president slammed his fist on the table, but he knew that anger was useless.

"I'll attend the meeting," he said through gritted teeth, "but we need to discuss the terms. We can't let the Great Yan Dynasty completely dominate..."

"Mr. President," the Secretary of State interrupted from the side, giving a wry smile.

Do you think... we have any leverage in negotiations?

The command center was deathly silent. Yes, we have leverage?

When a person is a walking natural disaster, all political calculations, military deterrence, and economic sanctions become a joke.

At the Europa League headquarters in Brussels, representatives from various countries were arguing incessantly.

"We must unite and exert pressure; we cannot allow the Great Yan to monopolize the discourse!"

"Pressure? With what? Can your legendary weapon withstand a nuclear bomb?"

"We could try contacting Mr. Yin directly and exchanging technology for..."

"Foolish! India tested this with the fall of three legends, and what was the result?"

The debate eventually ended in silence, and finally, the rotating chairman sighed.

"Go to the meeting, but... lower your stance a bit."

Polar bear, Kremlin.

The emperor stood alone by the window, downing a swig of vodka, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Ian Marcus..."

His eyes held apprehension, wariness, and a hint of admiration.

In this world corrupted by the abyss, the emergence of such a transcendent being is perhaps a stroke of luck for humanity as a whole.

"Tell the Great Yan." The Emperor turned and gave the order to his advisors.

"Polar Bear agreed to attend the meeting and will unconditionally support Mr. Yin's cleanup plan, provided that the fissures within our country are treated first."

"yes!"

In just three days, the world has been in turmoil.

Small countries have expressed their submission, medium-sized countries are cautiously observing, and large countries are engaging in a final power struggle.

But everyone knows that the bells of a new era have already rung.

And at the center of the vortex...

Ian stood on the rooftop of the Jiangzhou City Supernatural Abilities Management Bureau, looking up at the starry sky, while the quack on his shoulder preened its feathers.

Behind him, Wei Song came over and handed him a cup of hot tea.

"The plan is progressing smoothly," Wei Song briefly reported on the situation over the past few days.

Ian took the teacup. "They should thank me... for coming into this world."

He took a sip of tea, his gaze piercing through the clouds, looking into the depths of the sky.

"We're in for a busy time now."

The exchange of world will, the new global order, and... the next step on the path to celestial bodies.

And after returning to the wizarding world, he will access higher levels of knowledge, gather resources, and build his own wizarding tower...

There is still so much to be done.

The night wind blew, and the long golden robe fluttered in the wind.

In the distance, the city lights shone brightly, and people were immersed in the joy of the "birth of the Guardian," seemingly forgetting the threat of the abyssal rift.