Wizards pursue the truth

The Starry Sky Trial Grounds: the final, brutal test that those who have made it ashore must endure.

Yum! is more than just a simple number; it symbolizes a supreme status.

In that mysterious and unpredictable viewing space, the eyes of countless consciousnesses were focused on this place, because it concerned the rise and fall of their respective races in the future cosmic star map.

Such a grand event is not something that can be seen at any time; it requires a specific time as an opportunity. Those beings who can meet the conditions for participation are undoubtedly favored by fate and blessed by the universe.

"The most brutal stage has arrived. Every living being has gone through countless hardships and dangers to struggle ashore from the turbulent river of fate. However, sadly, most people in this starry trial are ultimately just green leaves to set off the red flowers."

One of the consciousnesses spoke with a tone full of emotion. His race had already lost in the previous competition, but he still chose to stay. His eyes held a complex expectation, wanting to witness the subsequent battle.

After all, if a certain force or race in his universe could advance here, the future cosmic order would be broken, and he needed to prepare for his race in advance.

At this moment, another consciousness retorted: "Although the green leaves did not reach the end, how could the masses possibly reach the heights they achieved? They set off the strong, and on this long journey, they have already left their own glory."

At least for those inherited powers and races, the power they possess, both in the past and present, is an absolute backbone, an indispensable cornerstone of the entire universe's development.

These remarks resonated with many conscious beings, who nodded in agreement.

Among the group in the Frosty Lands were the Universal Wizard and the Sovereign Wizard, their expressions solemn and tense.

Yum! Brands holds immense significance for them; it's like the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, a matter of their rise and fall.

Like most forces and races, they harbored both a desire for victory and anxieties.

In particular, the Wizard of Hundred Victories was deeply worried about the Wizard of Emptiness, wondering if he was capable of handling such a long and brutal battle.

Every inch of the Starry Sky Trial Grounds is soaked in blood, and every trace tells a thrilling story.

Countless examples exist of those who entered with great confidence only to end up in disgrace and retreat in defeat. Some even remain here forever, becoming part of this training ground.

"You must succeed!" Every wizard in the Crimson Society silently cheered for Wang Ya, their eyes filled with expectation and hope.

"Your Majesty, you should trust your own judgment and believe in the power of the Nightmare Wizard."

Wizard Ashe turned to look at the Royal Wizard, her eyes resolute. "Even if I cannot become the most dazzling flower, as a green leaf to set it off, I will certainly be the most vibrant green leaf, the closest to the flower of glory. You must know that things are not yet settled, anything is possible."

The Venerable Wizard replied in a low voice, "Yes!"

Green Forest, standing to the side, held Harak tightly with both hands, his eyes also filled with tension and anticipation.

The leaders of the four major Sun-based forces remained calm and quietly awaited the final outcome, as if everything was under their control, or perhaps they were prepared to accept any result.

boom!

A deafening roar shattered the silence, like the thunderous sound of the beginning of the universe.

The towering stone gate, reaching two thousand meters high, slowly opened, and a majestic being stepped out. His entire body was composed of deep blue crystal, each crystal seemingly containing the mysteries of the universe and gathering the power of the entire cosmos.

Around his near-perfect humanoid body, the energy was so dense it was almost liquefied, condensing into an incomparably sharp celestial blade, its edge gleaming with a chilling light that seemed capable of severing time and space.

This being from a distant, unknown race had a slightly stiff face, but a crack appeared at the corner of its mouth, from which blue energy mist emanated.

He gripped the Heavenly Blade tightly in his arm, carrying a power powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth, and swung it down fiercely.

This strike seemed to possess the power to split the heavens and earth, dividing the entire universe in two. Its power had reached the limit of the Star Wizard, and wherever it passed, space was torn apart with black cracks.

The creature dressed in a golden wizard's robe was insignificant in size compared to this one, yet it exuded an aura of a dragon lurking in the abyss.

His black pupils were as deep as an abyss, reflecting the ever-approaching glint of the blade, yet his gaze remained calm and undisturbed, as if the crisis before him was nothing more than a gentle breeze.

He raised one hand, and in an instant, a huge black figure materialized from nothingness behind him and rose up from the ground.

It was the true form of an element, composed entirely of Nightmare Annihilation Particle Energy. Its details were so exquisite that it resembled real matter, with every texture clearly visible, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.

As his palm gently fell, the elemental form made the same movement.

In that instant, the sword light that was originally as dazzling as the sun was easily extinguished and strangled like a faint candle flame in the face of this power.

His palm left a deep, hollow mark on the earth, as if a ravine leading to hell had been dug out of the ground.

The creature made of blue crystal was instantly and completely wiped out by this powerful force, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed in this world.

The white spore colony stored in a corner of Wang Ya's body slowly released from his pores.

These spores, as if alive, gathered at his feet into a pure white cloud, carrying him as if riding on clouds into the two-thousand-meter-high stone gate.

This is level 90. Wang Ya knows that the remaining ten levels will be the most powerful and terrifying enemies, and he can no longer use common sense to predict the situation.

He was certain that in the next level, enemies wielding ancient sorcery would appear.

His idea was quickly proven true.

The stone gate, stretching for thousands of meters, slowly opened, creating an even larger gap.

The being that emerged from the door was a statue of a god, or more accurately, an evil god.

He has a humanoid outline, but unusually, he has four pairs of arms and six pairs of feet. Each arm and foot contains great power, as if he was born to push power and speed to the extreme.

Behind him, a pair of black wings slowly unfolded as if night had fallen. The wings were covered with a layer of delicate feathers, each feather shimmering with a mysterious luster, as if concealing endless dark power.

His head was covered by a stone mask, carved with lifelike hair and horns, every detail seemingly brought to life, as if this evil god might leap off his stone throne at any moment, bringing destruction and disaster.

"Offer your body and soul so that I may ascend to the highest divine position." The voice hissed like a snake's tongue, echoing in the air of the trial grounds, like the whisper of a demon, transforming into an invisible wave that impacted people's hearts.

Wang Ya raised an eyebrow slightly, sensing something unusual about this evil god.

Compared to the creatures we've encountered before, it seems to possess a more unique essence and power; it not only exists, but also has consciousness and a self.

Suddenly, a crisp "crack" broke the silence, and cracks appeared on the surface of the stone statue. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and dust fell off.

In that instant, the evil god seemed to break free of his restraints and fully awaken. His existence was no longer a cold stone sculpture, but filled with unpredictable power and threat, and his aura rushed over like a surging tsunami.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Ya launched the attack first.

The Nightmare Mirror slowly floated out from his sleeve. The yellowish-white mirror emitted a deep, pitch-black beam of light. The power contained in this beam seemed to come from the end of the universe. Everything in its path was swallowed up by this destructive fluctuation. Space itself seemed unable to withstand this power, leaving behind solid black marks, like wounds torn open in the universe.

Buzz!

Suddenly, yellow ripples spread across the surface of the evil god's body. The ripples were like the calm surface of a still lake, serene and resilient, isolating it from external influences and demonstrating its extraordinary toughness and defensive capabilities.

Wang Ya's gaze lingered on the evil god for a moment longer before he increased the output of the Nightmare Annihilation Mirror.

The Nightmare Annihilation Mirror's dual-body characteristics, especially the runes and spells inside the 'Bottle of Departing Fire' on the black side, began to unleash their true power.

These runes and spells were like ancient beasts awakened, amplifying Wang Ya's Nightmare Annihilation Particle Energy. The black beam of light instantly surged dozens of times, roaring like a black dragon that completely engulfed the evil god in endless darkness.

Faced with such immense power, the yellow ripples could no longer withstand it, collapsing like a fragile dam before a flood, ultimately being torn apart mercilessly.

With its full power unleashed, the evil god's body was utterly destroyed in that instant, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

With a hiss, it was as if a rain of yellow dust had fallen from the sky, swirling everywhere. The Nightmare Annihilation Particle Energy Shield surrounding Wang Ya isolated him from everything outside, and without pausing, he stepped into the next level.

After Shimen, the environment underwent tremendous changes.

This place is no longer the bloody and brutal arena, but has been transformed into an ancient and mysterious sacrificial altar.

Black chains coiled around it, like sleeping dragons, stretching into the distant, chaotic void, as if connecting to an unknown world.

There was neither sunshine nor clouds in the sky, only an endless gray, chaotic atmosphere, like a mist enveloping the entire space, giving people a mysterious and oppressive feeling.

At the edge of the altar, massive stone pillars stand tall, upon which burns golden sacrificial fire. The flames leap and dance, illuminating not only the surroundings but also making the entire environment appear even more solemn and dignified.

Wang Ya sensed in his heart that this would be the final battlefield. All the remaining enemies would meet their end on this ancient sacrificial altar.

He will achieve a glorious record of a hundred victories, becoming an unparalleled King of Trials and leaving his own legend in the long history of the universe.

Ta-da!

Footsteps sounded in the silence, and Wang Ya turned around as if sensing their presence.

A figure dressed in a black wizard's robe slowly walked up the stone steps of the ancient altar.

Wang Ya realized that the enemy in this level seemed to be a human wizard.

The other party lifted his black sorcerer's robe, revealing a suit of armor from the interstellar technology era beneath. The armor gleamed with a metallic sheen, and every part was exquisitely crafted.

His face was covered by a mask, making it difficult to see clearly.

Wang Ya's eyes flickered slightly; this was the first time he had ever seen a wizard dressed like this.

This attire seems to have intricate connections with technological civilization; perhaps it should be called wizard technology, representing the most cutting-edge development of mechanical wizards.

Wang Ya sensed a subtle sense of crisis from the opponent's armor.

Subtle energy emanated from the energy transmission channels at the joints of the armor, emitting a dark yet dazzling luster. This was definitely not a weakness. Wang Ya narrowed his eyes, realizing that this should be a trap, but his attack was flawless, covering all directions.

He slowly raised his right hand, and in an instant, seven-colored light converged like rivers flowing into the sea. These lights seemed to have a spirit, slowly rotating around his palm and gradually condensing into a long sword in his palm.

The blade was writhing with hellfire, as if a demon from the endless abyss was roaring.

The flames burned fiercely, possessing a strange power. Using visual influence as a medium, it seemed to ignite the negative emotions such as fear and anger in the hearts of those who saw it, turning them into inner fire. It even had a curse effect, as if just one glance would leave an indelible mark on the soul.

Looking at the blade again, the concept of reincarnation flows slowly on it like a gentle stream, as if it carries the seven emotions and six desires of billions of living beings.

Every emotion is like a shackle, or a mysterious force, intertwined on the blade. This blade is none other than the chilling [Heartfire Darkening Ghost Blade].

The enemy sensed the life-or-death crisis and instantly unleashed their full power. The armor on their bodies shone brightly, its originally dim luster becoming as dazzling as the sun. The energy contained in that light was so dense that it resembled planets colliding, unleashing a destructive force capable of destroying the world.

This power was dazzling and blinding, and it seemed to turn everything in its path into dust. It tried to strike first and kill Wang Ya before he could use that terrifying longsword, so as to eliminate any future troubles.

puff!

Wang Ya remained indifferent, gripping the [Heartfire Chaos Ghost Blade], raising his arm high, and then slashing it down like lightning, the blade falling in one fluid motion.

In an instant, everything before my eyes seemed to have been shattered by this single strike, revealing its illusion.

The overwhelming special effects, like bubbles, vanished into thin air under this peerless strike.

As the light faded, the armored wizard's true form was revealed. Immediately afterward, a shocking crack appeared between his brows, and sparks flew from the tiny parts of the armor before it fell apart, revealing the scene behind his body.

Chaos was mercilessly sliced ​​open by this blade, like a piece of silk being cut in half by a sharp blade, revealing a deep black crack.

The ancient altar was not spared either, showing signs of being unable to be maintained, and the many sacrificial fires flickered erratically in the turmoil, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

The altar space also groaned under the power of this strike, teetering on the brink of collapse, and the entire world seemed to tremble under the residual force of this strike.

This strike was so stunning and powerful that many consciousnesses in the viewing space were shocked.

"Who exactly is this being? How could it unleash such a terrifying strike? The power of this strike is definitely at the level of an ancient great sorcery, and it's the kind of ancient great sorcery that is at the very top level and has the most destructive power!" A consciousness stared wide-eyed, its voice filled with undisguised astonishment.

"That's right, that strike was ridiculously powerful, its strength surpassing that of 90% of those who have come ashore. Where did he come from? Why was he previously unknown? I can't find any recollection of him in my memory." Another consciousness echoed, its eyes filled with doubt and amazement.

In the regional competition, only spectators in the corresponding battlefield space can see the content of the battle.

Most of the losers have already left the Starry Space, and Wang Ya's past performance was hidden and unknown to others.

"Royal Wizard, Ashe Wizard, your Crimson Society has truly been hiding its strength for a long time. I never expected that Nightmare Wizard would be such a powerful dark horse. This time, your Crimson Society is likely to be the biggest winner." Hundred Victories Wizard said with a forced smile, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"You flatter me, Wizard of a Hundred Victories. All of this is still unknown," Wizard Ash replied calmly and respectfully.

"Such development is naturally the best possible outcome," the Venerable Wizard said with a smile. In front of outsiders, he had to show a strong side; only in this way could he be worthy of Wang Ya's hard work and effort in the training ground.

The Wizard of the Universe narrowed his eyes and remained silent, but he was deeply wary of Wang Ya. An ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

He couldn't help but think that his disciple, the Wizard of the Universe, might encounter this Nightmare Wizard as an enemy on the battlefield.

This is definitely a formidable opponent that cannot be ignored!

However, he then thought that the Space Wizard possessed the power of spacetime, and if the two met, the odds of victory should still favor his disciple.

After all, his disciples were equally outstanding, stunning the world. In the long history of the Heart of the Lighthouse, there have never been such outstanding beings in the past and there is no possibility of them appearing again in the future.

"The title of King of the Hundred Trials might truly belong to this being. Nightmare Wizard, I have memorized his name." In the spectator space, a consciousness couldn't help but comment.

Even the leaders of the four major Sun-based forces at the forefront turned their gazes to Wang Ya's battle, their expressions slightly surprised.

"This is one of our targets. It seems we need to increase our attention to him. He has already demonstrated the ability to master three ancient great spells. I wonder what kind of amazing performance he will deliver when he uses the remaining two spells." The god smiled, seemingly expectant and praising, but that smile was like a cold wind in the dead of winter, sending chills down one's spine.

"You can arrange everything." The other leaders of the various factions had no objections.

……

Wang Ya was completely unaware of the small commotion he had caused in the spectator area.

At this moment, he was fully focused on facing the formidable enemy ahead.

After defeating the armored wizard, he went on to overcome several more challenges on the ancient altar.

During this process, not only did beings who mastered ancient great witchcraft appear, but powerful beings who mastered two or three ancient great witchcrafts also emerged.

Fortunately, nothing more outrageous has yet occurred.

If an enemy with mastery of even more ancient and powerful sorcery were to appear, even Wang Ya would find it quite troublesome.

Even so, the final ten stages will eliminate most of those who manage to reach the shore.

However, reaching the shore signifies immense future potential. Even without the honor of becoming the King of the Hundred Trials, a significant number of beings have already achieved their expectations.

They will all have enviable futures in their respective universes and worlds.

Wang Ya slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the stone gate that reached a height of ten thousand meters.

On the stone gate, the bloody marks left by various battles are clearly visible. Even though time has passed and the years are as long as a river, those marks still exude a terrifying aura as if they were left just yesterday. Each mark seems to tell the story of a fierce battle that once took place here, making all living beings uneasy and fearful.

The weak being has probably already been suppressed and killed by the aura.

Only one level remains, the final challenge to decide Yum's victory.

Wang Ya's eyes revealed an unwavering determination; he would not stop here.

No matter who the enemy is, he will suppress them with absolute power.

This marks the beginning of his journey to become the Lord of the Stars. He must create an invincible aura at this moment and demonstrate his potential and value.

He was determined to obtain the reward of the world's embryonic core.

Click!

With a loud bang, the portal opened, and the creature inside slowly emerged.

Wang Ya's expression instantly turned serious, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. (End of Chapter)