Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 470 [470] Unveiling the Rules of Balance Cycles - Wang Yaxin's Gains

Deep within the dimly lit underground passage, two ferocious beast heads with fangs adorn the massive iron gate, their pupils burning with dark flames.

Behind the gate, in the dim light, the space is quite vast. Climbing the stone steps one by one, one arrives at the central altar, with thick pillars standing at the edge, their restrained crimson flames seemingly able to reflect people's hearts and draw spiritual power.

The underground space was silent and quiet, dark and damp, with various animal skeletons piled up in the corners, adding to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

At the very center of the altar, there was neither a statue nor a deity, but a blood-red coffin with a transparent lid, seemingly made of some kind of crystal, allowing one to see inside.

A large amount of thick, blood-red liquid, with a few black spots, filled and covered the entire interior of the coffin.

At this moment, the blood-red liquid trembled, and a body lying inside the coffin gradually rose to the surface, revealing a gloomy young man's face.

His bloodshot pupils contracted sharply.

His expression was one of surprise and uncertainty, and his deep voice echoed inside the coffin, "The balance of the wizarding world has been disrupted. Who dares to be so bold as to risk their life? Or are those idiots from the Black Soul Society still alive in this day and age?"

"That shouldn't be the case. The Black Soul Society was wiped out long ago, and its remnants couldn't possibly still exist. Based on the existence, definition, connection, and even the level of fate, the suppression was carried out by those old guys themselves. Even I can't be sure if I could survive their attacks."

The methods of the Deep Blue Wizard can only suppress him up to this era; his resurrection and return are unstoppable.

If those old figures from his memories were to intervene, the era in which he was killed would be even further back, and he might never have the chance to return.

After all, those old geezers are the most stingy and disgusting people. They might even intervene midway through to check for any shortcomings, prolonging his death and breaking his resurrection time and time again.

"The original wizarding universe is so important that the Black Soul Society could not possibly have any remnants left behind. They should have been humanely destroyed long ago. So who could possibly have touched the rules of the balance cycle? Only the power at the level of the rules themselves could do so."

Hans Christian Andersen narrowed his eyes, unable to understand even with his wisdom and ancient memory.

Every Sun Wizard, at the moment the rules are born, will understand many essential truths that were not understood before, including their understanding of the world, the wizarding planet world, the star system world, and even the universe.

There are different worlds; there are ordinary worlds without magic, and there are powerful worlds where extraordinary beings exist.

The world ranges from planets to galaxies, star systems, and even the entire universe.

The universe is also divided into the non-magic universe and the extraordinary universe, and their vastness and expansiveness also differ.

Even the mass, energy, and vastness of a magic-free universe might not be comparable to some single, extraordinary planetary worlds.

"The moment the network is successfully established, anything outside will be nothing but a rootless duckweed. The process of eradication will only take a short time. The Black Soul Society will absolutely not exist anymore."

The light in Andersen's eyes flickered uncertainly. Unable to come up with a conclusion, he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Whoever it is, they're all fools, especially doing this on the wizarding world's home planet. If they attract the net's attention..."

A cold glint appeared in Andersen's eyes.

This is definitely not good news for him either.

Hopefully things aren't as bad as he thinks.

The network's surveillance focus was concentrated on several star systems surrounding the Wizarding World's home planet.

Otherwise, some of his plans may be subject to unforeseen circumstances.

If the plan has major flaws, then it will be troublesome.

And then there's the Star Battle Tournament, which will arrive in about a thousand years.

He knew the details and some behind-the-scenes information, and there was no doubt that this was an event orchestrated by those old fogies in the Council of Stars.

Hans Christian Andersen had to consider the possibility that the members of the Council of Stars would pay attention to the original homeworld in advance.

"In these turbulent times, I must not find out who this successor is who has disrupted the balance of power."

"It's incredibly annoying."

Hans Christian Andersen was genuinely a bit irritable.

This is a rare occurrence for a wizard of his strength and level.

But his plan was to secretly develop in the Frosty Lands, recovering from his injuries and regaining his strength.

And by driving away wolves to devour tigers, they instigated a wizard war in the Primitive Lands, swallowing up other wizarding forces, and eventually spreading their tentacles throughout the entire online region.

In this process, he will remove it, and at the same time, he will make the invasion war of the original land more natural, without any faults.

Even if this plan fails, he won't be greatly affected and can launch a second plan to achieve his goal in another way.

The arrival of the Star Battle Tournament was the first unexpected event.

The arrival of the blizzard season is the second.

The saying goes, "Things don't happen more than three times," but now the third one has arrived, and there's even a possibility that it will affect the first two unexpected events.

"These are truly turbulent times. I just hope they won't affect my plans."

Hans Christian Andersen felt a deep unease; having progressed this far, there was no turning back.

His current physical body is a creation based on the power of his soul's origin, making it the most compatible with that power.

The raw meat box and the dead soul box were combined into one.

"The second option also needs to be prepared. If things are not going to work out, then that is the only option we can choose."

Hans Christian Andersen fell silent. The crimson liquid inside the coffin gradually filled his face and disappeared beneath it; the burning altar fire became more restrained, as if it had consumed a lot of power.

Crunch!

The heavy iron gate sealed off even the last gap, isolating the inside from the outside.

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"Is this the price for breaking taboos?"

"This price is truly unforgettable and etched in our memories."

Wang Ya stared at the scene before him with a gloomy expression, his dark eyes flickering uncertainly.

This was perhaps an experiment he would never forget in his entire life.

Thick black smoke billowed and drifted in the sky, while blue sky and white clouds were visible. Some birds and other creatures were still flying back and forth, and the strange sights happening in the mountains were reflected in the eyes of the beasts.

There was no fire, and they couldn't feel any temperature, yet there was thick black smoke that was impossible to ignore.

Amidst lush trees and vegetation, in a primeval forest setting, a figure clad in a black robe stands atop a small hill. Below lie rows of technologically advanced laboratories, but now they have collapsed, all the equipment destroyed in billowing black smoke and flames.

The existence of the Snow Spirit was also destroyed.

The Primal Power Body was indeed effective.

With intervention at the micro level, Wang Ya did indeed manage to stop the contamination of the gray-black liquid.

Similarly, at the micro level, his power is insufficient to exert the force needed to completely suppress the alteration of conditions.

In other words, his current strength is not yet great enough.

There was no way to completely sever ties; instead, things reached a stalemate.

As time goes on, he will gradually fall into a disadvantageous position, and eventually he will no longer be able to stop the infection process from continuing until it is finally completed.

It was the strangulated prince who came up with a solution.

This world is a warrior world swallowed up inside the conquest fortress.

It is named Wu Rentian, the first layer of the world.

The second layer is yet to be determined as the Realm of the Fallen Dragon.

It's another huge pitfall, and Wang Ya still has to deal with it.

There is also a unique resource area inside the fortress after the Sea Dragon Secret Realm is devoured—the first-level secret realm 'Sea Dragon'.

"The memories and stored information of the strangled king were incomplete, but even with these incomplete pieces of information, he still provided me with crucial assistance."

"The spirit of snow may be part of the balancing cycle of power that the Hanging King spoke of, or it may be a special manifestation that appears as the spirit of snow."

"The process of infection is a kind of pollution, and it also disrupts the power of the balance cycle, leading to the difference between the cycle and the balance, disorder, and the resulting riots."

Wang Ya's expression was grave, as the consequences remained unknown.

Recalling the changes that occurred to the tiny snow spirit during the experiment,

He felt uneasy and his heart was pounding.

If the infection and subsequent chaos and riots are completed, it will be an unpredictable disaster that will have a serious and undeniable impact on him, the entire Conquest Spirit, and even the Conquest Fortress.

Fortunately, the experiment was eventually terminated.

At the crucial final moment, it was the strangled king who conveyed the message. King Adam made a decisive move, changing the world and moving the laboratory directly from reality to the inner world of the conquest fortress.

The strangled king did not reveal what the balancing cycle power was.

It lacks a complete record of that part of the information.

Although Wang Ya encountered an unprecedented experimental crisis during this experiment, he also obtained valuable information and data.

"The spirit of snow represents an extremely harsh environment, but regardless of the season or the type of harsh environment, it is all based on the wizarding world itself."

A cold light shone in Wang Ya's eyes, meaning that the balancing cycle power that the Hanging King spoke of was the self-circulating power of the Wizarding World's home planet.

"Perhaps the existence of the net, the prohibition of the influence of the rules, and even powerful wizards all require entering a special world space, and this is the most crucial reason."

"This is the true power of nature, the power of the Wizard's homeworld. This power is part of the force field that maintains the operation of the planets around the Wizard's homeworld, and even the entire galaxy."

"It is not an ordinary force field, but a more advanced force of cyclical rules."

Wang Ya felt as if he had grasped something.

If the split body returns, he might be able to fully understand.

But right now, he's missing something crucial.

"Only the Sun Wizard can influence the power of the cycle rules."

For him at present, it is not out of reach, but it is still a long way off.

Wang Ya let out a long breath, his mind filled with countless thoughts, all about the experiment.

The unknown holds a fatal attraction for every wizard, who wants to fully unravel its mysteries and make it part of their own knowledge.

He looked down at the black smoke rising from the fire.

Although the large-scale laboratory was completely destroyed, the research on the spirit of snow was not a complete failure.

He still gained something!

This gain may play a key role in improving the coverage of the virtual and real bubble plan.

He could even complete his wizarding plan ahead of schedule.

"Your Highness, take care of things in the laboratory."

(End of this chapter)