Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 319 [319] The Origin Grass's First Dawn Enhances Its Strength

puff!

The Netherworld Fire burned, gradually forming a phantom energy portal, carrying the aura of spatial fluctuations, and illuminating everything within the square space.

A central pillar-shaped stone platform came into Wang Ya's view; it had grooves, as if something was to be placed inside.

Wang Ya then recalled the ruins of the former Black Sun Wizard.

The Ghostlight Wizard took out a token from his sleeve. It was purple, but it had a dirty feel to it, with black marks like grime and congealed blood.

As the token was placed into the groove, the earth veins deep within the ground suddenly transmitted a particle energy level no weaker than the full-power burst of a formal wizard.

Finally, the Netherworld Gate, leading to the Netherworld Secret Realm, was fully formed.

"Remember, in the Netherworld Secret Realm, do not use any magical artifacts that exceed the limits, otherwise it will trigger the secret realm's self-defense system outside of the trial."

The words of the Ghostly Wizard echoed in Wang Ya's mind. At this moment, he had already stepped into the portal, and his eyes were filled with the cold ghostly fire.

A few seconds later, the ghostly fire gradually disappeared, replaced by a blinding white light, causing him to instinctively close his eyes.

A third-level archmage's secret realm is at least on par with the Black Sun Secret Realm, existing in its own independent sky.

In fact, Wang Ya's guess was not wrong at all. The feeling of being grounded made him feel more at ease.

Opening my eyes, the blinding white light gradually disappeared, revealing the true interior of the secret realm.

The purple sky, like ghostly fire scorching the entire world, had no stars, no moon, no sun, not even clouds; only the monotonous, burning ghostly fire.

Numerous skeletons and skeletal remains exist in the purple soil, with the skeletons of many giant creatures emerging from beneath the soil, creating a visually striking scene.

It was as if no life existed, utterly desolate, except for the incredibly overgrown, eerie trees. Purple flames burned one by one, swaying in the wind like flowers, drifting along with the current, floating on the eerie trees, only to be obstructed by the branches and leaves.

From a distance, the trees appear dark and shady, laden with fruit, the fruit's appearance shifting between light and shadow.

Only Wang Ya knew the danger involved; each blooming purple flower contained terrifying power enough to kill a formal wizard.

Having arrived in this secret world, Wang Ya was prepared to abide by the rules and did not act rashly. Instead, he slowly released his bio-force field and extraordinary spiritual power to explore.

The things in the entire secret realm are not complicated; there are no trees, purple flames, purple sky, or purple earth.

This is a world filled with purple, the temperature is extremely low, and you can see white vapor when you breathe out.

The Netherfire inherently possesses the ability to influence temperature.

Presumably, the energy of the Dark Particles is also inert, just the opposite of the Burning Silence Particles energy possessed by Wang Ya.

Staying in this world is not a comfortable thing for Wang Ya.

He clearly remembered the three trials the Ghostly Wizard had mentioned.

The tests that the Netherworld Wizard, as the founder, puts on his successors, based on his own strength and combat experience, should be relatively reasonable, and there should be no power beyond that of a formal wizard.

This should be the first stage of the test.

Wang Ya's gaze fell upon a narrow cobblestone path nestled in the dark woods, faintly glowing with an ethereal light, seemingly leading to a deeper part of the forest.

There are no other entrances or exits here. If there are any trials or paths leading to the Netherworld Ruins, this is the only way.

The environment inside the path is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. On both sides are dark trees whose branches are all visible, densely packed together, and hidden by vegetation, not a single gap can be seen.

The glow comes from the branches and leaves of the Dark Tree, which is not very tall overhead. It is a special sap secreted by the Dark Tree and has a luminous quality, but unfortunately it evaporates very quickly.

There was no sound, only deathly silence. Wang Ya could even hear how many times his own footsteps echoed, and he subconsciously began to count them.

Something was wrong with him. He frowned. How much time had passed? He felt a growing impatience.

With a sharp mind, I forcefully cut off the distracting thoughts in my heart, and looked into the seemingly endless darkness, where only faint fireflies flickered.

Wang Ya continued walking, expressionless.

After an unknown amount of time, everything in front of me remained unchanged, as if I were spinning in place.

Only Wang Ya himself knew that he was not going around in circles. He had been walking for at least three hours and covered a distance of 3 meters. The situation ahead was still the same, seemingly without end. In a daze, the fireflies seemed to form a face with a smirk, mocking him.

Wang Ya fell silent, his brows furrowing even more deeply. For the first time, he wondered if he had taken the wrong path. Even if the Netherworld Secret Realm was so deep, it shouldn't continue like this indefinitely.

Could it be that these dark trees grow throughout the entire Netherworld Secret Realm?

"The heart of a wizard, personal strength, combat experience. So that's how it is!!" Wang Ya's lips moved slightly, his eyes brightened, and then his expression gradually returned to calm.

His eyes were like a deep, still pool, profound and calm. His steps continued without hesitation, each one seemingly measured in time.

Hesitation is simply a matter of not having figured things out. The clues were there from the beginning. Once you understand them, this so-called test will no longer be a difficulty.

Wang Ya didn't keep track of time or how many steps she had taken. Finally, the colors of the fluorescent lights before her eyes began to change, and it was no longer the same monotonous repetition of the past.

The end of the corridor appeared, a portal filled with purple light.

In front of the door was a small platform with an item on it.

As Wang Ya approached, a mental fluctuation appeared in his mind.

"Congratulations on completing the first stage of the Wizard's Heart Trial. You will receive one item from the basic inheritance. After completing the strength test and the combat experience test, you will be able to pass the first stage of the Netherworld Trial and obtain the opportunity to receive the true inheritance."

This is the tower spirit!

Wang Ya quickly denied it, saying it was probably similar to that special ancient spirit in the Black Sun Tower.

[Target: Dawn]

[Details: A unique and extraordinary substance lost since the Middle Ages. It can only be harvested and processed using special methods. After consumption, it can perfectly increase one's mental strength by 1 to 5 points. It can only be consumed once in a lifetime; subsequent consumption will have no effect.]

[Side effects: None reported.]

nice one!

Wang Ya picked up the wooden cup on the small table and drank the green liquid inside in one gulp. It was very viscous, like a piece of chewing gum. You had to bite down hard with your teeth to break the liquid and let it flow down your throat.

Even Wang Ya frowned at these feelings, recalling some dream creatures he had made and eaten in the dream world, whose tastes were similarly unpalatable.

The icy sensation descended upon my stomach and began to take effect, spreading throughout my entire body, even my pupils, which were shrouded in a faint green hue. More seriously, the color of my skin turned entirely green, making it look extremely eerie.

Moments later, all symptoms disappeared, and Wang Ya reaped his rewards.

[Note: This consumption of Dawn's First Dew has resulted in the following boost: Mental Strength increased by 4.6.]

Current mental strength: 65.6

A look of joy appeared on Wang Ya's face; this result was undoubtedly the best.

For the average user, an increase of around three points in their stats is already considered quite good.

The Netherworld Wizard really did give him a pleasant surprise.

Wang Ya entered the second level of the test, which was a test of strength.

A peculiar space, filled with purple flames all around, seemingly without end, and devoid of anything else, left Wang Ya standing within it in utter emptiness and desolation.

"Do you choose to undergo the second level of trial? If you refuse, you will be teleported out of the Netherworld Realm within three seconds."

It was still that special fluctuation of intent.

As Wang Ya made his choice, a large number of purple flames gradually gathered together, forming a blurry wizard figure.

He was dressed in a purple wizard's robe, his expression was indifferent, and his features were stiff, making him look less like a real person and more like some kind of wax sculpture.

The infusion of Netherworld Fire was like a source of power, gradually making his previously stiff body and facial features more lively, and revealing the most direct killing intent in his eyes.

A powerful aura emanated from this middle-aged purple-robed wizard, who was around forty years old, indicating that he had reached a relatively strong level among formal wizards.

"A wizard puppet, a wizard puppet made based on the Netherworld Wizard. Not bad, a very unique mechanism, combining the inherited knowledge of puppet wizards, elemental wizards, and spirit wizards."

"For a typical professional wizard, he is a powerful and formidable opponent, a true test. Even I have to be on my guard!"

Wang Ya's pupils flashed with white lightning as the Nightmare Mirror appeared before him, extending from the black mirror surface of the sword hilt.

He gripped the Magnetic Lightning Sword and then slashed it vertically.

A massive surge of black arc-shaped particles surged like a torrent, engulfing everything in its path. One by one, the ghostly flames extinguished, and the purple figure, its face showing a hint of horror, was unable to offer any resistance and exploded in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere.

Wang Ya emerged from Mars with an indifferent gaze and unchanged expression, his mind swirling with thoughts.

"Congratulations! You have successfully passed the second level of the test. Please select the reward you received."

The familiar purple light gate materialized, and two stone pillars rose from the ground, their faint ripples protecting the items inside.

They are bare black grasses, about the size of a thumb, looking ordinary and without any special effects.

And a brightly colored flower, as if illuminated by a rainbow, with seven petals, each a different color, full of alluring and magnificent hues.

Click!

The ripple-like light barrier broke open, and Wang Ya made his choice. The black grass flew towards him out of thin air and landed in his palm.

Given the choice between the two, a typical wizard might choose the brightly colored, obviously elegant seven-colored flower.

An excited smile appeared on Wang Ya's face as he stared at the small black grass. "I never imagined that the Netherworld Wizard would have such a treasure. Even the Conqueror Wizard has never been able to find the 'Origin Grass,' and there is one here."

[Target: Primal Herb]

[Details: Its appearance is unremarkable, and its growing location is uncertain. Perhaps it exists in some strange place, or perhaps it is found by a discerning eye among the roadside weeds of the mortal kingdom, or by a lucky person favored by a great wizard.]

[Effect: After consumption, it can restore one's original nature, allowing the user to generate a primordial embryo, thus completing the physical and spiritual restoration and healing all physical and spiritual damage, making the individual more perfect.]

If that were all the effects, Wang Ya wouldn't be so happy. The most important thing is that wizards who embark on the legendary path can use the Origin Grass to enhance their strength in all aspects.

According to the Hanging King, a legendary blood potion combined with a primordial herb can even increase mental and physical stats by more than ten points.

Unfortunately, due to the special effects of the Origin Grass, it had already disappeared in the legendary era. Even if it existed, it would not be available on the market, let alone in this day and age.

Wang Ya's current mental strength value is 65.6, which is far ahead of other newly promoted wizards. No one can catch up with his rate of improvement.

Even among the older generation of formal wizards, he could be considered to be of average level.

Eighteen years is perhaps the time it takes for a formal wizard to complete a single wizarding experiment.

If he had a continuous supply of Origin Herbs and Legendary Blood Potions, he could reach the limit of a formal wizard in the fastest possible time.

Then, by taking the legendary Heart Potion, he broke through to the second level of wizard.

Unfortunately, the Primal Grass cannot be affected by the power of rules.

Wang Ya was also unable to use the golden pocket watch to reset the state of the Primal Grass.

Otherwise, the wizarding civilization of the legendary era would have been even more glorious.

When Wang Ya entered the third Netherworld Gate, he found himself in a strange space. There was no Netherworld Fire, only a hazy, dissipating purple mist. In a daze, he seemed to see a variety of different scenes.

A strong purple light suddenly shone from the center of the space, dissipating all the fog along the way and revealing a clear path. Wang Ya subconsciously squinted his eyes, letting the light shine on him and analyze it. As the light receded, a huge mirror in the center was revealed.

What kind of test can measure the combat experience of those who enter?

The giant mirror shimmered with a purple light, and gradually a figure materialized on it. He wore a black robe, and his indifferent eyes peered through the holes of his black lotus mask. With a cool and aloof demeanor, Wang Ya's lips curled into a smile. Fighting against himself was indeed an incredibly interesting thing.

However, Wang Ya didn't really believe that this mirror could perfectly replicate his data, witchcraft, and various methods. Wizards who embark on the path of legend have no limits and are constantly changing.

[Target: The Mirror of Immortals]

[Details: The Netherworld Grand Wizard once attempted to build an interdimensional altar in the Otherworld, acquiring this special mirror through an equivalent exchange with beings from that other world. Based on current analysis, the mirror originates from the legendary civilization of the Immortal Realm. After the Netherworld Grand Wizard's local modifications, it can reflect the soul and body of a target individual, providing a rough simulation with differences of only about five percent.]

[Note: This mirror can provide a certain boost to the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror. When consuming the Origin Grass, place the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror inside your body, use a certain amount of Black Steel metal, and then consume the Legendary Blood Potion to achieve a brief special state, absorbing the immortal energy within the Immortal Mirror. (After complete fusion, the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror can adapt to the rules of the Immortal Realm's legendary civilization and exert its power in the Wizarding World as well.)]

An identical Nightmare Wizard stepped out of the mirror, releasing a powerful aura. Its bio-field was a pale black, like ink painting, the opposite of Wang Ya's feeling, filled with a chilling aura.

Chi Chi!

When Wang Ya released his bio-force field, visible black waves rapidly spread and collided with it.

One side possesses an intense, restrained heat, while the other is an intense, restrained chill. In essence, they both carry a hint of Wang Ya's incinerating particle energy.

This surprised Wang Ya greatly. He glanced at the Mirror of Immortality hidden in the purple mist and immediately took it to heart.

"Then let's see how much of my strength you have. As for your so-called combat experience," Wang Ya's eyes grew deeper and more restrained, as if a black abyss existed within them, devouring everything.

He held the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror in his left hand, and drew the Magnetic Silence Lightning Sword from it with his right.

The replica Nightmare Wizard opposite made the exact same move, and even the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror was exactly the same. The color of the Magnetic Lightning Sword was ink-colored, and the black arc light was not like a lightning chain, but like ink splash, leaving a lot of traces in the void.

A sneer appeared on Wang Ya's lips as his figure gradually faded and disappeared from the spot. With a loud 'boom,' the black-robed figure was already wielding the Magnetic Lightning Sword, slashing down at an extreme speed that was no longer visible to the naked eye.

The replica Nightmare Wizard, sword in hand, also charged forward.

No one noticed that two balls of ghostly fire were floating in the air, and upon closer inspection, they could vaguely outline the shape of a pair of pupils.

As it observed the battle, its gaze towards Wang Ya clearly revealed amazement and satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)