Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

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Inside the portal, a colossal tree reaching for the sky floats, illuminating the entire void with its brilliance.

The trunk is made of a semi-transparent crystal with countless points of light flowing inside, each point of light being a concrete representation of a set of rules and order.

The tree's canopy obscures the entire world, and at its center, an extremely bright golden light shines—the heart of the tree and the source of order for the entire world.

"This is my world," Ald's voice rang out. "The first rule of order in wizarding civilization was born here."

Ian was shocked by what he saw. There was no chaotic atmosphere here, and the concentration of order was more than a hundred times that of the outside world.

The power of order within his soul was faintly resonating with the white giant tree.

"You should stay here and recover from your injuries." Ald led Ian and flew towards the giant tree.

As Ian approached the giant tree, he discovered that there were many natural platforms on the trunk, forming a series of treehouses arranged in a staggered pattern.

Some treehouses clearly show signs of human intervention, with intricate inscriptions of order carved at the entrance, while others retain their original form, with only the ground simply leveled.

Ald led Ian to a platform on the upper level.

The platform is not large, only about a kilometer in radius, but its layout is extremely exquisite.

A ring of pale golden branches and leaves grows around the edge, naturally forming a wall and a sunshade. In the center is a simple two-story building.

Next to the small building is a clear spring, the water of which is formed by dripping from the tip of a giant leaf above.

"This is your residence." Ald landed on the platform.

"The spring water beside you is the 'Dew of Order,' which is formed from the void. Drinking it can accelerate the healing of the soul and aid in the comprehension of the rules of order, but don't drink too much; three drops a day is enough."

Ian looked around and nodded to himself.

This is the teacher's private world, and also the oldest and most sacred place in the wizarding civilization.

And yet he was able to have a treehouse here, drink the Dew of Order, and receive personal instruction from Ald.

"Thank you, teacher."

Ald nodded, turned to leave, and left a message before he went.

"Your contracted insectoids and familiars can stay here, just don't wander off."

Ian stood on the platform, watching his teacher leave.

The cacophony is a shadow-type creature, and the environment here will suppress it to some extent, but it will not cause any harm.

Spending too much time with it actually helps to purify the shadow rules and remove the chaotic tendencies within them.

As for Kerrigan, her divine power and the order of the environment do not reject each other, and may even create some strange resonance.

Just then, the door to the small building was pushed open, and a shadow darted out, crashing directly into his arms.

Ian gently stroked Gaga's head, his fingers running through its soft, silvery fur.

"It's alright now, it's all over."

Gaga raised its head, examined it carefully for a while, and said, "Your soul..."

"It's not a big problem," Ian said calmly. "The teacher said that recovering here will help you heal faster."

"Teacher?" Gaga was stunned.

Before Ian could explain, the door to the small building was pushed open again, and Kerrigan came out.

She walked a little slower than usual; the wounds of her torn soul had not yet fully healed. Other than that, she looked much better than Ian had expected.

"Owner……"

Ian waved his hand to interrupt, "Call me by my name from now on. Also, how's your injury?"

Kerrigan paused for a moment, a glint in her eyes.

"I'm alright. The wounds that tore my soul are healing, and my divine power level is rapidly recovering."

Pierre-Ville gave her far more primitive faith than she had expected.

At the current rate, it should take about a month to recover basic combat strength, but it may take longer to recover the full power of the godhood. The power of faith needs time to be digested and cannot be achieved overnight.

A complex emotion flickered in her eyes. "Ian, I received the final fluctuations of Piervis's will."

"The Voidlings' Hive Network is far too vast for my current divine status to handle, but in the future, when I am powerful enough, I will fulfill my promise."

Ian was silent for a moment. "You want to take over the Void Race?"

"No," Kerrigan shook her head. "I will grow my own swarm."

To her, the Voidlings were merely unfamiliar beings with similar appearances.

Gaga poked its head out from Ian's arms, its eyes darting between Kerrigan and Ian.

"Ian... I haven't finished my question. Who was the teacher you mentioned?"

"I can't tell you my teacher's name, but I can tell you his title."

Ian briefly explained the situation and warned the two not to wander around unnecessarily.

Kerrigan and Gaga were increasingly astonished as they listened. "The White Emperor?! The oldest wizard emperor?!"

As a clever familiar, it knew very well what the Witch Emperor meant.

That is the supreme being of the entire wizarding civilization, a legend that even true spirit wizards rarely get to see.

And now, Ian has become that legendary disciple.

Before Gagga could even process her shock, Kerrigan continued, "What are the benefits of being a nominal disciple?"

The mark of Ald has three functions. The first is to prove identity.

Within the territory of the wizarding civilization,

Any being above the True Spirit level can sense this mark; it is a very clear indication of protection.

The second function is that when Ian is in mortal danger, the mark will send a warning to the teacher, allowing him to intervene remotely once, but only once.

Third, this mark contains some of Alder's insights into the rules of order.

There is no specific method of cultivation, only a general direction.

How to perceive order, how to resonate with order, and how to make order a part of oneself.

Ian cannot fully understand these things yet, but as his soul injury heals and his realm improves, this advanced knowledge will gradually be unlocked.

After listening, Kerrigan's eyes softened slightly. "All of this was earned with your life."

Ian was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's rest first, I'm a little tired."

He was really tired.

Although the cracks in my soul have been temporarily stabilized, the persistent sense of weakness remains.

What he needs most right now is sleep, a deep sleep for his soul.

In the bedroom upstairs, Ian lay on the bed, relaxing his entire body and soul.

Outside the window, the branches and leaves of the giant white tree swayed gently, making a soft rustling sound.

The leaves swayed, condensing wisps of thin mist of order, which were naturally absorbed by Ian's soul particles.

Gaga curled up next to his pillow, his eyes half-closed, making soft gurgling sounds in his throat.

The orderly environment here does suppress its shadow properties, but this suppression is not harmful.

The shadow rules within Gaga's body are being purified by order little by little, and those unintentionally acquired chaotic tendencies are being silently stripped away.

Kerrigan sat on a wooden chair in another bedroom, the divine aura on her forehead radiating a faint light, slowly soothing the wounds of her soul.

Every so often, she would open her eyes, glance at Ian next door, and only after confirming that his soul fluctuations were stable would she close her eyes again.

At the edge of the platform, the sound of the dew of order dripping could be clearly heard.

Pale golden water droplets fell into the spring pool, and ripples spread out, echoing the branches and leaves outside the window.

……

At the same time, in the distant Zerg territory, the war had entered its final stages.

After the Abyss Will was severely damaged and fled, the Abyss Overlord took the initiative to retreat, and the demon army lost its unified command.

The remaining demon kings fought independently and were quickly divided and surrounded by the Sun Thrones of the Wizard Alliance, who annihilated or drove them away one by one.

All the abyssal passages were sealed one by one, and the chaotic aura in the void began to dissipate.

After the Voidlings were sealed away, the Hive Will Network fell into brief chaos.

However, the Zerg's hierarchical structure came into play, and the level 7 Overmind, following Bervis's final command, contracted its defenses, retreated to the deepest part of the Void, and went into hiding.

The Wizarding Alliance began to fully reap the rewards of the war, and the mining of the super-energy crystal veins was restarted on a larger scale than before the war.

On the Silvermoon Legion's side, Azshara tallied the casualties.

Of the fifteen Moonlight Wizards, including Karendil, three died in battle, five were seriously wounded, and the rest were all injured.

However, compared to other defense zones, the Silvermoon Legion's losses were relatively light, with some of the Sun Throne's Radiant Moon Legions suffering losses exceeding 40%.

Azshara applied for the highest level of compensation for the fallen and for "Fountain of Life" treatment slots provided by the Alliance for the seriously wounded.

Her own broken World Tree root would need at least a hundred years to fully recover.

During the process of pushing the rules to their limits, Serafina touched upon a sense of "life and death transformation".

Three days after the war, she announced her seclusion. This achievement could very well allow her to touch the threshold of the Sun Throne within a century.

Karendil remains in a coma, but the cracks in his soul particles have stopped worsening.

Azshara personally intervened, using the life rules of the World Tree to nurture his soul. At the current rate of recovery, he should be able to awaken in about three months.

The Silvermoon Legion has taken control of and begun mining the three resource points under Ian's name.

Azshara stated explicitly in the Sun Channel that Ian had independently captured these three resource points and completed the planetary-level sorcerer array before the war.

According to the alliance rules, he gets 20% of the mining profits. Now that he has made a great contribution, I suggest that the alliance increase his share to 30% as an additional reward for his contribution in this battle.

No one objected; this was the benefit of their previous rescue efforts. Bloom was the first to jump out and support them.

"He saved my life, I wouldn't even give him 30% less!"

Ambrilos and Xavier, among others, seconded the motion, and even Ian Hojit, who had reservations, silently agreed.

And the name Ian Marcus began to circulate within the Wizarding Alliance.

As time went on, things gradually became clear.

Then the news spread quickly, and the Morning Star and Moon also heard the name Ian from their respective thrones.

As time went on, things gradually became clear.

Then the news spread quickly, and the Morning Star and Moon also heard the name Ian from their respective thrones.

Even the low-ranking wizards in charge of resource extraction in the rear were talking about "the Radiant Moon Wizard who was personally taken away by the Wizard King".

The rumors became increasingly outrageous.

Some say Ian was a disciple secretly trained by the Witch King, some say he was actually the reincarnation of an ancient being, and some say he single-handedly purified half of the Abyss Legion.

But no matter how it's said, this Moon Wizard named Ian Marcus made a great contribution in this war, second only to several Wizard Kings and True Spirit Wizards.

He is currently recuperating in the Witch King's private world.

Waiting for some point in the future to reappear in the public eye.