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In the sky, the World Tree, formed purely from rules, is indistinguishable from reality.

Every green leaf and every root that pierces the void exudes a vast life force.

The nine silver-white chains of rules wrapped around it have moved from the initial appearance and entanglement to the final stage of breaking and merging.

Click...

A soft sound rippled through the void.

The first chain, representing the rules of life, began to break inch by inch from the inside after it had completely merged with the main trunk of the World Tree.

The broken chains did not dissipate, but instead transformed into silver, regular specks of light, which were completely absorbed by the phantom of the World Tree.

Click...click...

Next came the second chain of dream rules, and the third chain of earth and space...

The breaking of each chain signifies Azshara's complete control over the rules.

This represents a qualitative shift from borrowing rules to mastering them.

However, when the fifth chain broke, the most crucial test and choice for all the alien races, hidden deep within this ascension ceremony, descended upon them.

Deep within a closed half-plane.

Azshara's soul core, the soul particle that had already condensed at the fifth level limit, was radiating an unprecedented desire.

It yearns for a second sublimation, longing to touch that higher dimension, the dimensional mysteries belonging to the sixth-level sun, or even pointing to the seventh-level true spirit.

But an invisible barrier firmly enveloped and isolated her soul.

No matter how she tried to break through or manipulate her own powerful rules, she could not shake them in the slightest.

A cold yet clear "message" pierced through that barrier and was directly imprinted into the depths of her soul.

"Alien race...foundation...binding...choice..."

Azshara instantly understood.

"Her foundation is the world," which is the embodiment of life, dreams, and the rules of the void, and is an ancient and powerful alien life form.

She was not born into the native creature of the wizarding world.

Previously, as a level five cultivator, I had been active and training in the wizarding world, even utilizing its rules, without touching this deepest layer of "world authority".

But at this moment, she is about to attempt to reach the sixth level of the Bright Sun.

This level of advancement will deeply touch upon the origin of the world, and will consume a large amount of the wizarding world's origin and rule permissions.

No world would allow an "outsider" to uncontrollably and gratuitously consume their own essence to advance.

Alternatively, she could completely abandon her advancement in the wizarding world and head to the Void to find a great world that would accept her or that she could forcibly conquer.

But that's impossible.

No large world with well-established rules would allow a strange Level 6 Sun to be born on its territory.

That means the pollution of rules, the struggle for the right to speak, and even the permanent loss of the source.

Either way... she makes a choice.

Deeply bound to the rules and system of the Wizarding World, one's life, soul, and even future are completely integrated with the Wizarding World.

From now on, she will no longer be a wandering alien World Tree, but Azshara, the guardian of the wizarding world.

Her power will originate from the wizarding world, her growth will be limited by the civilizational framework of the wizarding world, and she will become an integral part of wizarding civilization.

It can no longer be separated.

This is the truth about the core rules of the wizarding world, which can only be touched upon when one reaches the threshold of advancing to level six.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why the wizarding world can accommodate many different races, yet always maintain the dominance of human wizards.

Human wizards, regardless of their strength, share a common origin with the wizarding world. The source of their power consumed during advancement can be seen as "the circulation and redistribution of resources within the world."

Those powerful individuals from other races who wish to reach the same level here must pay the price of "complete assimilation".

In the demiplane, Azshara's true World Tree body swayed gently, emitting a silent sigh.

A complex emotion flickered in her emerald green eyes.

There was a sense of relief, a sense of resolve, and a faint farewell to "absolute freedom."

But all these emotions settled down in an instant, transforming into the most resolute will.

She had already made her choice.

From the moment she decided to take root in the Silvermoon Highlands, to rely on the power of the wizarding world to recover and grow, and to stand with the Silvermoon Elves...

Her future is now inextricably linked to this world and this civilization.

Now, all we're doing is making this connection more structured, permanent, and irreversible.

For power, for her people, and for that broader future she vaguely saw.

"bring it on."

Azshara's soul voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, without the slightest hesitation.

Her soul essence abandoned its futile attempts to break through the external "barriers" and instead began to absorb the fragments of the breaking chains of rules.

It's not just about absorbing the power of its rules, but also about absorbing the rule imprints and authority contained within them.

This is a deeper level of integration.

Her soul began to actively open up to the rules and regulations of the wizarding world.

As a tree that originally grew in the void, she now voluntarily extends her roots into a more fertile land, but one that demands loyalty.

hum! ! !

When the last chain of rules completely broke and was absorbed by Azshara.

At the infinite heights, a vast and boundless will seemed to confirm Azshara's choice.

An invisible and intangible thought, heavier and more ancient than any tangible thing, quietly descended from the high void.

It gently brushed across Azshara's soul particles, across the phantom of the World Tree, and across the entire Silvermoon Highlands.

At this moment, all beings of level four Morning Star and above felt a strange tremor deep within their souls.

Boom!!!

After a silent roar, the phantom of the World Tree suddenly contracted inward, completely merging with Azshara's true form.

The entire central continent, spanning millions of miles, was violently shaken.

At the heart of Silvermoon Highlands, a green beam of light, over a kilometer in diameter, pierced the earth without warning and shot into the sky!

The beam of light easily pierced through the demiplane barrier, the silver moon barrier, the clouds, and the atmosphere, extending all the way to the depths of the sky at the edge of sight.

It looked as if it wanted to punch a hole in the sky.

A vast, pure, and infinitely vibrant pressure spread along the pillar of light throughout the entire wizarding world!

At the center of the pillar of light, Azshara's soul slowly rose.

Her form,

She has also undergone a fundamental change, no longer resembling a girl with innocent charm.

Instead, he transformed into a tall, slender figure with a dignified and profound demeanor, his eyes and brows exuding boundless wisdom and majesty.

She wore a long dress woven with moonlight and jade, her long hair cascading down her back, and a tree-shaped crown of emerald green condensed on her forehead slowly rotated.

Her gaze pierced through the void, saw through the cycle of life, and reflected the rise and fall of dreams.

This is the true form that naturally emerged after her soul underwent a qualitative change.

Meanwhile, deep within Azshara's soul, the truly decisive transformation was only just beginning.

The already condensed essence of the soul began its second sublimation after receiving permission from the will of the world!

The emerald-green light collapses and condenses inward to its ultimate form, transforming from emerald green into an indescribable pure white, containing the color of all life!

The pure white sphere of light compressed continuously, its density increasing rapidly, until it finally transformed into a warm and vast sphere of light!

This sphere of light is Azshara's immortal soul after she advanced to level six.

It is fundamentally different from Ian's "Fiery Star Core".

The star nucleus is the embodiment of the seed of rules, the mark of a fourth-order morning star, and the starting point for future stars.

The immortal soul is the product of the soul's essence undergoing a second sublimation, and it is the starting point for the soul to touch the higher-dimensional "true spirit"!

With the condensation of an immortal soul, one's strength undergoes a dramatic transformation, no longer confined to a single dream or life rule.

Instead, it takes these two rules as its core, integrates other previously bound rules, and forms a self-consistent, stable, and continuously growing micro-rule universe prototype!

The ascension was complete, and Azshara's undying spirit stood suspended in mid-air.

At that moment, she clearly felt the supreme power of the sixth-level radiant sun.

First, there is the control over the rules brought about by the soul leap.

After being amplified by the Wizard Tower, her immortal soul can easily suppress or even annihilate the will of small and medium-sized worlds, directly tearing apart barriers and devouring and plundering the world's origin.

This is something that other civilizations at level six would find very difficult to achieve.

Because they do not build wizard towers, which are one of the highest achievements of wizarding civilization.

Secondly, by tearing apart the barriers of the world, she can directly capture fragments of the rules.

Then, using his own immortal soul as a furnace, he "grafted" these rule fragments onto his own rule system, forming new rule-level sorcery.

Although limited by the soul's capacity to bear other rules, it is still an extremely terrifying method.

You can also bestow the plundered rule fragments upon your subordinates to forge magical artifacts or create unique rule resources.

This means that the sixth-level sun has transformed from a mere consumer of resources into a creator of resources.

Just like the rules of life and dreams that she is most proficient in, after advancing to the Bright Sun realm, she can condense "crystallized rules of life or dreams".

This crystallization, containing information on level six rules, is the seed for cultivating rules for level four Morning Star Wizards and an essential item for nourishing the soul essence for level five Radiant Moon Wizards!

Its value far exceeds that of ordinary magic stones and rare herbs; it is a strategic resource that can truly determine the growth rate of high-level wizards.

After her advancement, Azshara's control over the rules of life and the rules of dreams can be described as truly king-level!

At the same time, the immortal soul does not need to build a teleportation array, and can freely travel through space-time rifts to continuously explore distant unknown worlds, suppress dangerous creatures, and establish stable colonial outposts.

A Sun Wizard is an efficient platform for harvesting and colonizing otherworldly resources, extending its influence from the main wizarding world to the distant void.

This will create a three-dimensional power structure with the Wizarding World as the core and multiple vassal worlds, leading to an exponential increase in the resources and knowledge acquired.

Therefore, with the birth of each new sun, its status will inevitably undergo a fundamental change.

In the power structure of the wizarding world, a level six Sun Wizard is the true pinnacle of power.

They were not only the decisive force in regional world wars, but also the monopolists and creators of resources, and the pioneers and guardians of the new world.

They are no longer followers of the world's rules, but have become kings who can modify and define the rules!

……

As Azshara completed her ascension and became familiar with her new powers.

The unusual phenomena in the outside world also reached their peak.

At the core of the Silvermoon Highlands, the World Tree, which was originally a kilometer in diameter, began to grow wildly.

Nourished by the powerful laws, the trunk's diameter rapidly expanded, reaching two thousand meters, three thousand meters, five thousand meters... and finally stabilizing at ten thousand meters!

Like a jade mountain supporting the heavens and the earth.

The tree canopy spread wildly in all directions, with emerald green branches and leaves intertwined and silvery moonlight flowing through.

Ultimately, it gently enveloped the entire Silvermoon Highlands and the surrounding area for thousands of miles under its shade.

Sunlight filters through layers of leaves, creating vibrant dappled patterns.

The air is filled with a refreshing and tranquil atmosphere.

All the Silvermoon Elves felt peace and glory from the depths of their souls.

Their sacred tree truly became the throne of the sun!

From this day forward, the Silvermoon Council will undoubtedly be ranked as the seventh top power in the Central Continent!

The World Tree finally stopped growing and stood tall and majestic.

A calm and gentle voice resounded throughout the entire Central Continent, containing supreme majesty.

"My name is Azshara, and today I ascend to the Sun."

"From this day forward, the Silvermoon Council shall protect the Silvermoon Forest and safeguard the order."

"Anyone who violates the Silver Moon, anyone who infringes upon the civilization of wizards... shall be punished, no matter how far away!"

The gentle voice suddenly turned cold and menacing.

After the declaration was completed, the vast will that had enveloped heaven and earth receded, leaving only the World Tree, which blotted out the sky, standing quietly on the Silver Moon Highlands.

Throughout the Central Continent, countless high-ranking officials were still reeling from the shock and began to rapidly assess the new格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape).

A new Sun Throne has been born.

With her people and vows, she officially stepped onto the top stage of the wizarding world.

Silver Moon Heights, outside the Moonlight Palace.

Ian looked up at the World Tree that stretched from the sky to the ground, feeling the lingering warmth of the sun in the air.

The fiery star core in his spiritual sea trembled slightly, conveying longing and excitement.

"Level Six Wizard, Throne of the Sun!"

He murmured to himself, his eyes reflecting the emerald light of the sky.

"Is this... the true view from the top?"