Wizards pursue the truth

Green Forest's words seemed to fall into an endless void, and no one could answer them.

Even the powerful figures, including the Venerable Wizard and the Wizard of Aisha, kept their lips tightly sealed, remaining as silent as ancient statues, letting the silence permeate the air.

Black Feather Wizard sighed inwardly, thinking, "Perhaps this is the limit of Nightmare Wizard. Although he has the potential to reach the Seed of the Sun, once he encounters a strong contender for the top ten, his other shortcomings become insurmountable obstacles on his path, forcing him to stop here."

"In the end, we were the ones who dragged him down. The Crimson Society dragged him down!" This self-blame weighed heavily on his heart like a stone.

The Wizard of Hundred Victories sighed and lamented, "This is the limitation of our power in the border regions. No matter how carefully we cultivate our forces, it is difficult to surpass the powerful forces in the core areas and near-star regions."

"This should be the Nightmare Wizard's first defeat, but he has extraordinary potential and may still be able to rise from the ashes in the future."

The Hundred-Victory Wizard racked his brains but couldn't figure out how the Nightmare Wizard could win this battle. His opponent's methods were too bizarre and unsolvable; just thinking about them gave him a headache and filled him with disgust. In his view, real, physical combat was the most exhilarating kind of battle; the strength of the wizard's body and the vastness of its bio-energy should be the key to victory, capable of crushing everything.

"The power and methods involving time and space cannot be broken by ordinary means." The Universal Wizard slowly shook his head. As the teacher of the Cosmic Wizard, his words were full of helplessness and certainty.

"The defeat is inevitable. In this battle, the sorcerer Shunyi will surely emerge victorious."

"Unstoppable, that unstoppable black horse finally collided with a tremendous force, its reins tightly pulled back... It fell to the ground, witnessing the fall of a genius, how can one not sigh with regret!"

In the viewing space, many wizards felt a mix of emotions, a sense of relief mixed with a hint of regret. Meanwhile, the wizard groups from the four major Sun-based forces were mostly beaming with joy, their excitement overflowing.

"I knew it. When facing a true powerhouse, he would expose his shallowness and shortcomings. So what if he used special means to seize the top spot? The Bloodbath Staircase tests all-around strength."

"The defeat is inevitable. I've never been happier. Let him return to his rightful place. Well done, Wizard Shunyi!"

"The power of the wizard Shunyi should not be underestimated; he may already be able to threaten the wizard Shanlei."

……

"What are your thoughts on the sorcerer Shunyi? Should we recruit him into our camp, or eliminate him as soon as possible?" The God Lord did not turn around, but his gaze seemed tangible as he scanned the surrounding figures.

Lei Zhu stood with his arms crossed, his physique robust and his aura so oppressive it was chilling. He said in a deep voice, "This person has enormous potential and is of extraordinary value. I will extend an olive branch to him, and the final outcome will depend on his own choice."

"But before that, there is one more crucial matter." His gaze slowly turned to the summit of the Blood Battle Staircase, that incomparably majestic and mysterious place, his expression more solemn than ever before. "What are the thoughts of those beings? Will they affect our long-planned million-year-long scheme?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other figures shifted rapidly. This was a question that had remained unresolved for a long time, one that the group had tacitly avoided discussing. After all, those beings were far too powerful; even an inadvertent mention in conversation could trigger their attention. They were terrifying beings comparable to the originators and founders of major powers, their existence seemingly eternal, and their every word and action could have a profound impact on the entire world order.

"No solution!" The Source Master said helplessly, uttering these two words as if giving up.

The Demon Lord rolled his eyes, inwardly sighing. He was right; this problem was indeed unsolvable. If those few truly wanted to do something, how could they possibly stop them? Even if the Founder were resurrected, it would probably be difficult to accomplish.

"Fortunately, we've managed to curb the Nightmare Wizard's momentum, giving us a chance to intervene." The Source Master let out a long sigh of relief, exhaling the pent-up emotions in his heart. The more outstanding the Nightmare Wizard's performance, the more likely it was to trigger more uncontrollable variables. If it involved the top echelons, it would be truly disastrous. Fortunately, it hasn't reached that point yet; the most outstanding and dazzling are still the wizard seeds carefully cultivated and supported by their forces.

The Demon Lord's lips curled into a confident smile as he said, "The Wizard Shunyi has done well, and I'm willing to give him a chance. As long as we negotiate with him properly, everything will develop in the direction we expect, and the Primordial Ancient Star will remain unchanged forever." To be precise, it means that the four major Sun-like forces will be able to occupy the core area forever, enjoying all kinds of resources and benefits in the world.

"The power of time and space is truly awe-inspiring. To grasp even a fraction of its essence over such a long period of time is nothing short of a miracle."

……

Chi Chi!

The fire of thought, like an endless purgatory from the depths of his soul, raged from Wang Ya's mind and quickly spread to his body. In an instant, flames erupted from all the openings of his nostrils, ears, and even his facial features, carrying an eerie and scorching aura, as if to burn everything in the world to ashes.

The wizard Shunyi hovered in the air, looking down at Wang Ya with a faint smile still on his lips, as if victory was assured. He said leisurely, "Nightmare Wizard, it seems that you have lost this battle."

"You've examined my witchcraft. Can you break it? If not, you might as well admit defeat now!" His tone was laced with provocation, yet also brimming with confidence.

Wang Ya frowned slightly. The burning flame of his thoughts was not silent; each flicker of the flame brought excruciating pain. He could even clearly feel his own existence being gradually devoured and obliterated. When his consciousness was completely burned away, it would mean the end of his life. This was an extremely terrifying power, directly annihilating the very foundation of life, sending chills down one's spine.

"I've already seen it." Wang Ya slowly raised his head, his dark eyes as deep as an abyss, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, his lips trembling slightly. "These eyes of mine have seen through your true nature."

From his own perspective, golden light flickered and danced like agile sprites—the power of the Eye of Truth was at its fullest extent. The Eye of Truth possessed the power to analyze everything, an immense database of algorithms, a virtual laboratory capable of simulating everything, and a simulated battlefield adapted for combat. While its direct combat capabilities were few—perhaps only one, strictly speaking—that one was enough to give Wang Ya a chance to turn the tide in dire straits, to seize that minuscule opportunity for victory: Future Vision!

It can predict the next ten seconds and accurately determine the correct outcome. At this moment, the Eye of Truth is rapidly deducing from its vast algorithmic database based on all the information it has collected. The smaller the gap in strength between the two sides, the more likely the deduced result will be accurate. And currently, the future prediction given by the Eye of Truth has given Wang Ya a glimmer of hope for victory—his win rate is a staggering one hundred percent! Every move his opponent makes, their next move, and even the witchcraft attack they are about to unleash are all clearly visible to him.

"I saw the connections in your witchcraft, I saw the weaknesses in your witchcraft..."

"After your evaluation, I would also like to request that the sorcerer Shunyi evaluate one of my sorcerer arts!"

Wang Ya was tightly enveloped by the raging flames, which, due to his own thoughts, took on a deep, dark blue color, hissing and crackling like an inextinguishable hellfire. Yet, the expression on his face remained unusually calm, as if the one suffering this pain was someone else, not himself.

He slowly clenched his right hand, and in an instant, particle energy from all directions surged forth like a raging tide. At the same time, the true spiritual power within his body poured out without reservation, like a flood bursting its banks, unstoppable.

Seven-colored light slowly emerged from this powerful surge of energy, dreamlike and ethereal, mesmerizing and dazzling. Just one glance was enough to entangle one's mind and consciousness, drawing one into its depths.

Soon, a long sword radiating seven-colored light slowly condensed and took shape within this light; it was none other than the [Heartfire Darkening Ghost Blade].

The sorcerer Shunyi felt a sudden, inexplicable pang of unease. The familiar feeling was reminiscent of when the opponent had extinguished the raging fire, stirring a deep sense of unease within him. He was currently in a mysterious, magical state, not existing in the present moment, but rather adrift in a floating future of possibilities. Even so, he had a vague feeling that this blade could transcend the boundaries of time and space, striking at his throat.

How is this possible?!

A look of horror instantly appeared on his handsome face. He couldn't believe his feelings and roared in his heart, "I don't believe it! This is the result of my painstaking efforts to suppress the Sun Seed, and it is the absolute embodiment of my path as a wizard."

"Apart from the Seed of the Sun, no one can rival it, no one can break its defenses!"

The sorcerer Shunyi narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "Nightmare Wizard, I don't believe you can kill me!"

"Burn!" With his roar, the Wildfire erupted at full power, the blazing flames almost turning Wang Ya into a deep blue fire giant, completely breaching his defenses. An ordinary, fully-fledged wizard would have been instantly incinerated by just a spark.

However, what happened next caused the wizard Shunyi's expression to change drastically once again. Wang Ya, wielding a seven-colored longsword, seemed unaffected by the terrifying flames. In the form of a ghostly blue fireman, he flew towards him like lightning, his speed so extreme that it was almost impossible for anyone to react.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

The wizard Shunyi's eyelids twitched violently, and he inwardly marveled, "This is simply a monster! This guy is so resistant to the flames of thought; just how vast is his mental consciousness, and how unwavering is his will?"

In his panic, he gripped the Thunderfire Spear in each hand and hurled it at Wang Ya without hesitation. The Thunderfire Spear, imbued with an aura of destruction, streaked through the air with dazzling light.

Wang Ya's speed increased even more. He seemed to have mastered the secrets of space, using teleportation to dodge the Thunderfire Spear time and time again.

boom!

The Thunderfire Spears, crashing to the ground or exploding in the air, unleashed a raging storm of expanding energy. Huge craters appeared on the ground, and the aftershocks of energy surged into the sky, like a pair of invisible hands tearing apart the blood-red smoke, making the entire battlefield even more chaotic and terrifying.

The approaching blue fire spirit was reflected in the pupils of the wizard Shunyi, especially the seven-colored longsword that exuded a chilling aura, which made his hair stand on end and his heart tremble with fear.

He took a deep breath, activated his sorcery, and his body instantly vanished, reappearing two hundred thousand meters above the ground. He thought he had temporarily escaped danger, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the familiar ghostly blue fireman followed him like a phantom, instantly appearing before him, its seven-colored longsword raised high, like a blade of judgment from hell, radiating endless killing intent.

An unprecedented crisis swept in like a raging tide, and the sorcerer Shunyi had only one thought in his mind: he would die!

You'll die!

He absolutely could not be hit by that long sword. Even in his current state of powerful sorcery, he knew that if he were struck, he would surely meet with certain death.

The sorcerer Shunyi's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, disappearing again at top speed.

Five hundred thousand meters away in the airspace, the figure of the wizard Shunyi had just condensed into half of its form.

A clear, cold voice, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, slowly emerged behind him: "Please, Wizard Shunyi, assess my sorcery—the Heartfire Darkening Demon Blade—which cuts through the illusory future to obtain the true reality!"

The sorcerer Shunyi opened his mouth wide, slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with terror, reflecting the increasingly imposing figure holding a seven-colored longsword.

The shadow of death loomed over the area like a dark cloud. Fear is the most instinctive reaction of a normal life when facing death. Even living towards death is for the sake of hope, but at this moment, the sorcerer Shunyi felt his life force being slowly stripped away.

There was no fluctuation in Wang Ya's black eyes, only pure decisiveness, as if he were a grim reaper executing judgment.

The long sword fell like a dazzling bolt of lightning, tearing apart all illusions between heaven and earth, and even severing the sorcerer Shunyi's magical state.

A bloodstain appeared between his eyebrows, and then the bloodstain spread rapidly like a spider web, severing the sorcerer Shunyi completely from top to bottom.

The world instantly turned a dark yellow, as if the end of the world had arrived, but soon it gradually regained its clarity, as if witnessing the end of this thrilling battle.

The fire of the heart extinguished, burning away all imperfections and illusions. The shaman Shunyi, who had been beheaded, was already devoid of life and was certain to die.

This is true.

The sorcerer Shunyi's pupils lost all movement; even in his special sorcery state, he could not escape death. An even more peculiar inner fire burned fiercely within him, not only severing his consciousness but also frantically consuming his body, possessing the terrifying characteristics of an extreme annihilation flame, as if it wanted to completely erase him from the world.

"This... is impossible!"

Within the spectator space, among the wizards belonging to the Shunyi Wizard's faction, an extremely aged wizard, who had weathered countless years and should have remained unfazed even in the face of a collapsing mountain, now seemed to have witnessed the most incomprehensible thing in the world. He jumped up in shock, his face contorted with astonishment, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. (End of Chapter)