I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

The night sky over the capital was pale white in the afterglow of the magic circle, and the fires burning in the lower city and the desolate atmosphere of the White Tower formed two completely incompatible extremes.

Chu Tian, ​​dressed in a blue robe and carrying an ancient sword case on his back, stopped at the edge of the White Pagoda Square.

Ahead stood the towering white tower, the absolute center of power in the magical world of Elran. At this moment, the white tower was on high alert; the surrounding plaza was deserted, leaving only deathly silence and a suffocating magical pressure.

Chu Tian ignored the commotion in the distance; he simply raised his head, his gaze as cold as a deep pool.

Inside the main building of the White Pagoda, the atmosphere had dropped to freezing point.

Beside the crystal round table, the projected thrones representing the three Archmages of Fire, Frost, and Soul had dimmed and cracked. Although these three supreme beings had not perished, their true forms had fallen into a deep slumber due to the backlash from the shattered Dharma forms, and they had temporarily and completely lost their fighting power.

The true forms of the four Archmages—Storm, Earth, Starlight, and Space—sat on the remaining thrones, their faces ashen.

"That is a calamity capable of destroying the order of the White Tower..." The Speaker's voice was hoarse, trembling slightly even he himself didn't realize. He abruptly raised the key seal representing the highest authority of the White Tower, his eyes revealing a desperate madness, "Your Majesties, return to your positions! Activate the 'Elemental Throne'!"

The four Archmages have no way out. Once the Elemental Throne is activated, they must sit at the four corners of the throne, becoming living hubs that maintain the operation of the magic array. If they leave their positions, the throne's final defense will collapse instantly.

"Open!" Storm Mage roared through gritted teeth, pouring his primal power into the Nexus without reservation.

With the activation of the highest key seal and the infusion of the essence of the Archmage, the Elemental Throne—the highest-level magical device in the realm of Elran—powered into operation!

The massive traction array, like a greedy beast, began frantically drawing upon the elemental sea projection above the capital, the reserves of the seven towers' ley lines, and the vast magical power accumulated within the noble bloodline contracts. Not only that, but the extraction conduits recklessly and forcibly connected to the magic crystal furnace network in the lower city!

"Chairman! If the magic crystal furnace network in the lower city is drained, the heating, protection, water purification, and magic conduit systems at the bottom will completely collapse, plunging the civilian areas into extreme cold and pipe burst disasters!" a high-ranking patrol mage reported in alarm.

"Draw it!" The council chairman's eyes were icy cold, devoid of any pity. "As long as the White Tower stands, order exists. It doesn't matter how many lowly expendable resources die!"

Boom!

Outside the tower, layers of shimmering magic arrays soared into the sky. The "Thousand-Layer Elemental Barrier" was fully formed. The true terror of this thousand-layer barrier lay not in the defensive power of a single layer, but in its flawless "thousand-layer resonance structure." Magic power was inexhaustible, and a single movement could affect the entire structure.

Chu Tian stood before the barrier, his expression completely calm.

Clang—!

The ancient sword was drawn from its sheath, emitting a clear, melodious dragon's roar, like autumn water.

Chu Tian did not use brute force to break through the thousand layers of shield. As a sword cultivator, in his eyes, no matter how intricate the magical structure was, as long as it was a weaving of energy, it would inevitably have its loose ends.

He raised his hand and swung his sword. A minimalist, cold white sword light slashed out, precisely cutting into the main resonance of the barrier's magical flow.

"break."

Click!

The most crucial resonance point was severed by a single sword strike, and the seemingly indestructible barrier of a thousand elements collapsed instantly, like a tower whose foundation had been removed.

Ten floors, one hundred floors, three hundred floors!

A tremendous roar resounded throughout the capital. The thousand-foot-tall white tower trembled violently under the bluish-white sword light, and large swathes of magical runes on its surface burst and dissipated.

Meanwhile, the lower city was engulfed in extreme cold and chaos.

The magic crystal furnace network was drained, the heating array instantly stopped functioning, and the thick magic conduits burst one after another due to the energy imbalance. Cold magical turbulence mixed with frigid frost swept through the streets of the slums.

"Retreat into the underground mine tunnels! Use your bodies to block the draft!"

In the dark, narrow alley, Leah held her younger brother Allen's hand tightly, the dark golden sword pattern in her left pupil flashing rapidly. Using the sword pattern as a guide, she avoided the fatal burst points of the pipes. Lacking superhuman strength, she could only desperately direct the workers behind her, who clung tightly to the buffer screen and wielded hammers, to escape the disaster.

"Protect the recording chip! As long as we get through this, the truth will not be extinguished!" Leah gritted her teeth, shielding a fallen child in her arms. She looked up at the clear, cold sword light in the center of the capital that was shaking the White Tower.

"He broke through the resonance! Make your move!"

Inside the White Tower's central hub, the four Archmages, forced to defend the living nexus, roared in unison, pushing the energy of the Elemental Throne to its limit.

Above the heavens, four primal attacks representing the highest laws of the Elran world transformed into a devastating torrent, locking onto Chu Tian.

The storm obliterates! The earth is crushed! Starlight judgment! Space collapses!

The simultaneous arrival of the four forbidden spells represented the pinnacle of power in this world. Faced with this world-destroying attack, Chu Tian still did not retreat.

The constraints of the world's rules limited him to using only the power of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator. But Chu Tian subtly twisted his wrist, and the cold white sword light abruptly turned into a deep cyan. He didn't rely on brute force to withstand the attack, but instead used his pinnacle swordsmanship skills to break through the defenses!

The longsword in his hand pierced out like a swimming dragon, precisely cutting into the core magical node of the four forbidden spells.

Sizzle—!

That seemingly world-destroying attack was structurally cleaved apart by a clear, sharp sword thread! The storm was severed, the pressure was disintegrated, the starlight was shattered, and even the collapsing space was forcibly smoothed out by this ultimate sword intent! The raging magical elements disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a sky full of harmless light rain.

Just then, Chu Tian frowned slightly.

His sword intent followed the dissipating magic power and detected the thick ley lines underground. That was the energy chain that the Elemental Throne was forcibly draining from the magic crystal furnace network of the lower city. It was this chain that caused the extreme cold and catastrophe in the lower city.

A hint of disgust flashed in Chu Tian's eyes.

"Sever."

He gripped the sword with both hands and slashed down fiercely!

A hundred-foot-long cyan sword beam pierced straight into the plaza in front of the white tower!

Boom—!

The earth was cleanly cleaved open, leaving a bottomless chasm. The underlying energy chain connecting the Elemental Throne to the Lower City's magic crystal furnace network was severed by this single sword strike!

The moment the connection was severed, the embers of the magic crystal furnace in the lower city were finally able to flow back, and the nearly extinguished furnace core regained its faint light. The deadly cold then subsided, and the desperate poor people gasped for breath in the ruins, finally surviving their ordeal.

Inside the White Tower's central core, the light of the Elemental Throne suddenly dimmed. Having lost its massive source of fuel, the remaining outer barriers, like snow melting under the blazing sun, completely collapsed and melted away.

The defenses were completely breached.

Chu Tian ascended the steps steadily, step by step, until he reached the adamantine gate that symbolized the highest power in Elran.

Bang--!!

With a single kick, the adamantine gate, engraved with ninth-order defensive arrays, blasted open inwards! Heavy metal fragments tore through the magnificent carpets and ancient murals inside the main building like cannonballs.

The smoke and dust dissipated in a cloud.

Chu Tian lowered his sword and stepped into the main hub of the White Tower.

A gaze as clear and cold as frost pierced straight into the depths of the hall. There, the high-ranking council chairman stood before the Elemental Throne, his face ashen. The true forms of the four Archmages—Storm, Earth, Starlight, and Space—were firmly pinned to the four pivotal points of the throne.

They should have been the most unshakeable pinnacle of the Ellan magic world, but now, facing the figure in blue robes carrying a sword walking into the hall, their eyes revealed an uncontrollable fear.