Wizards pursue the truth

Outside Blackrock City, at the foot of the tallest Black Mountain—or more accurately, surrounded by towering Black Mountains—extreme shadows blanket the area, so deep that even light cannot penetrate, making it pitch black.

The ink-black darkness, under the influence of some force, converged like a stream of water into a single location.

A blue wizard's robe, beneath the gloom, a pair of deep eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.

He gently lifted the black sphere formed by a massive amount of yin energy, resentment, and soul power.

Its shimmering crystal exterior conceals a murky interior, obscuring its true form, and harbors a terrifying, unemotional energy that sends shivers down one's spine.

The Cold Wind Wizard (Hans Christian Andersen) smiled and said, "If we concentrate for another day, we can completely extract the creation accumulated over the long years. The flesh and blood path will then be divided into yin and yang, and we can still make proportions."

"The more means I have to use, the greater the chance of completing the plan."

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon. The power that belongs to me is not far away. Seven hundred million sunsets, my return is inevitable, and even Deep Blue cannot stop me."

His eyes, piercing through the endless sky, clouds, frost, and snow, seemed to meet the gaze of another pair of indifferent and aloof eyes.

In the other hand, a white key appears both real and unreal, as if it doesn't exist in reality.

The flow of Qi connects to the depths of the earth's veins, forming a multi-layered spatial network.

In the western online region, there is a mountain range near the wizard city called "Azure," which is rarely visited by humans. The extraordinary creatures within it exterminate any intruding alien beings, making it a well-known forbidden area.

Only beings with sufficiently powerful extraordinary abilities and stealth capabilities can safely enter, and even then, they must try their best to avoid being detected by powerful extraordinary beasts.

A figure stood amidst the mountains, surrounded by the corpses of fallen beasts. Blood flowed into a long river, but instead of flowing downstream, it was slowly absorbed, causing the body to undergo a transformation and strengthening, with bones cracking.

The extraordinary fluctuations in energy were increasing at an indescribable and terrifying rate.

On the outstretched right palm, there was also a white, illusory key.

"The path of blood, plus hundreds of years of accumulation, is enough. The final catalyst and the node key will form the blood incarnation. The medium needed to use that power of the rules has been met."

"The trial will be in seven days!"

The sound, devoid of any variation, echoed around, sending a chill down one's spine; it was icy, cold, and chillingly menacing.

The inland sea within the Crimson Society's territory, though not as vast as the Endless Sea, still accommodates billions of sea creatures and forms its own ecological cycle; it is home to many first- and second-tier extraordinary beings, comparable to the True Spirits and Starry Sky levels in the wizarding system.

As for sea beasts at the Radiant Moon level, only the kings of the largest beast races possess such extraordinary abilities.

The four royal sea beast clans that now divide the four seas, with their high-ranking sea beasts guarding the 'King', have gathered in a dark, shadowy, stormy sea area. The faint aura of danger makes even the four 'Kings' who are in charge feel uneasy.

Each of the 'Kings' was comparable to a mountain, reaching tens of thousands of meters in height. Their pupils were scorching, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression, yet they could not clearly see the situation within the towering tornado of wind and waves that had already condensed.

The ripple-like waves continued to spread, and the extraordinary fluctuations contained within them terrified them, making them restless and sensing a threat to their lives.

Thus, a rare alliance from all sides arrived at this place, determined to find out the truth.

"The sea area possesses pure water vapor and has existed for a long time. The bloodline of the beast races whose bloodline is intertwined with the water vapor of this sea area actually meets my requirements. I will harvest them and condense them into a water 'body' to complete one part of the plan."

The soliloquy echoed in the storm, ignoring the vast number of beasts outside and treating them as ingredients on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at any moment.

"There isn't a fifth Tier 3 transcendent creature, so the 'water' body can't reach its optimal state, but it's sufficient for our needs."

He sighed, his voice filled with a sense of melancholy and regret.

The four "kings" exchanged thoughts and decided without hesitation to enter and find out what was going on.

Its enormous body consumed a massive amount of biological energy, activating the innate abilities of its bloodline. Almost everything was glowing, its primal energy erupting and shaking the heavens and earth. The ocean waves stopped and the spinning shadow storm seemed to come to a halt.

Suddenly, intricate purple runes emerged from the shadow storm, their unique power enveloping the surrounding environment.

Chi Chi!

The four "Kings" were almost powerless to resist. Their innate abilities were shattered, and their explosive source energy was suppressed and then extracted, condensing into the purple runes.

The power was spreading, and the beast races, terrified that their 'king' had been killed, were affected by the radiation before they could even escape, their life essence being directly drained from their bodies.

As an expert in the spiritual and physical path, Hans Christian Andersen was quite adept at controlling the extraction of primal bloodlines.

"Yin, blood, water, and the four places where 'spirit and flesh' converge."

In a vast desert within the Eternal Sun region, Hans Christian Andersen, in a different avatar, arrived and unleashed a death desert storm. Under his instigation, the already scarce life forms were stripped of their essence, and at the same time, the 'sand essence' existing in the earth's veins was also extracted.

The incarnation itself follows the path of an elemental wizard, and the particle energy and wizard body within it are transformed under this absorption.

Gradually, the flesh and blood of the witch's body were filled with sand and gravel, becoming a structure integrated with the natural environment, but the powerful and unique consciousness added many changes.

The combination of the source nature and the sand nature of extraordinary life creates a new "spirit and flesh," which is also a new life and a miracle.

It walks through the sandstorm, without hair or facial features, only a blurry human form, with a ball of white light floating on its outstretched right hand, in which the shape of a key can be vaguely seen.

Amidst the chaotic sand and gravel, fine white lines appeared, as if embedded in the spatial layers, in the void, and connected with the white light key.

Each movement felt like a pulling motion, causing the earth's energy tides and the void energy tides to surge violently.

In the Black Sea environment of the White Lighthouse, Hans Christian Andersen transformed into an inner wizard at the level of stars, and in the Black Sea where the lighthouse was guarded, which had been prepared and calculated in advance, he condensed the "Qi" body from the "Seven Bodies of Spirit and Flesh".

The key to the interconnected nodes is also in our hands.

He looked at the increasingly empty White Lighthouse headquarters, now deserted after its entire force had been emptied out, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "Trying to seize the rules when there are none is like an ant trying to shake a tree; it's utterly overestimating one's own strength."

"But I will grant you this outlandish wish."

Once the key unlocks the "Forbidden Gate," it releases the power of that rule.

The scope of the unrest was far more extensive than just one area; it affected at least one-fifth, or even more, of the Frosty Lands.

The land of frost and snow is vast, and there are also some unexplored no-man's-lands where unknown dangers exist.

One or two of the places Hans Christian Andersen created in his past lives are now located in the uninhabited areas of today.

Sufficient energy is needed to meet all the requirements of the setup.

These places are often favored by extraordinary life forms, forming special regions where a large number of life forms gather.

Different "spiritual and physical" bodies will have different personalities after transformation.

Adhering to the "Seven Emotions" chapter in Eve's Fantasy Book, the perfect composition of emotions is also essential to bearing the power of that rule.

The loss of Hans Christian Andersen was too severe. Hundreds of years of recovery were only to be able to bear and utilize that power of the rule.

The seven bodies of "spirit and flesh" also underwent sublimation at that moment.

One of Hans Christian Andersen's avatars condensed into a "transformation" form in the Tower of Babel area.

It also condenses the "cold" body in the cold winter.

The process is being carried out simultaneously in seven areas, with each area sharing progress, all controlled and perceived by Andersen's consciousness.

The project is getting closer and closer to completion.

The latest novel is first published here!

Hans Christian Andersen's joy and excitement grew ever stronger.

This resurrection is different from the resurrection in the Underdark.

It needs to be more complete and more powerful, reaching the level of rules.

Even though it still has flaws and loopholes in many places, it can at least bear the power of the rules and utilize the power of the rules.

There are so many things that can be accomplished.

The Nightmare Tree collapsed completely, its branches corroded, its roots dissolved into nothingness, and withered yellow leaves drifted above the blue ocean. A majestic blue giant, wielding a celestial axe, stood there, his imposing presence awe-inspiring.

The True Spirit Realm belonging to the Demon Sea Wizard has been completely squeezed into the Nightmare Realm, and the control over the environment is also changing.

The colorful bubble fruit dissolved into the water and sank to the bottom of the sea. The drifting colorful clouds dissipated, and everything was moving in the direction she had hoped for. A smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

"It seems you have lost, Nightmare Wizard."

The contest in the realm of true spirits is pure, and the amount of true spirit power consumed is often not much less than that of ancient great witchcraft.

Especially when they collide.

Besides the characteristics and abilities of the True Spirit Realm, the quality and capacity of True Spirit Power are equally crucial.

The latter is closely related to the powerful spiritual body of the sorcerer.

"It's a pity I never got to see your ancient techniques."

A hint of regret flashed in the Demon Sea Wizard's eyes. Her true spiritual power was reduced to about 45%, and the number of times she could use ancient great witchcraft had been reduced by more than half.

The fact that the opponent's True Spirit Domain went from being sustained to collapsing proves that the power of the True Spirit has been completely exhausted, leaving them unable to fight any longer.

Even if some particle energy remains, using ordinary witchcraft to fight against ancient great witchcraft is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it would be easily shattered.

"If you start using ancient magic, there might be a turning point."

The Demon Sea Wizard had a rather favorable impression of the unusual male being before him. "You are the first wizard seed I have ever encountered that you can consume so much of my true spiritual power. Moreover, you are unknown, which makes you even more remarkable."

"After the Stars Gathering ends, I will ask my teacher to invite you to join my Pantheon. Perhaps that will change the future."

On the other hand, since the opponent did not use ancient great witchcraft, but fought with the True Spirit Domain, the Demon Sea Wizard thought that the reason for the opponent's weak point was due to the depth of their inheritance.

They do possess considerable combat wisdom.

The Demon Sea Wizard nodded inwardly, finding Wang Ya increasingly pleasing to the eye and further strengthening his desire to invite him to join.

As someone who has personally experienced it, she can acknowledge its potential value, and she is certain that her teacher, the "Demon Lord," would not refuse it.

The waves crashed, the water vapor filled the sky, and colorful shadows fell. A figure in a golden robe with black hair stood silently on the broken branches of a black tree, his face hidden in the dim light, making it impossible to see clearly.

The Demon Sea Wizard shook his head, as if sensing the other party's defeat and dejection, and spoke again: "You have lost, Nightmare Wizard. You should make yourself look dignified."

Leaving room for maneuver can be helpful for subsequent invitations and recruitment.

"Decent?"

The golden-robed, black-haired wizard seemed moved and slowly raised his head. His face, hidden in the shadows, gradually came into focus: a high, straight nose, handsome features, and a pair of eyes that shone with a gleam, yet showed no trace of negative emotion, instead carrying a hint of strangeness.

"Demon Sea Wizard, what is dignity? Do you really think you've won the battle?"

The Demon Sea Wizard's expression changed slightly.

Her true spirit domain did indeed break through the opponent's true spirit domain, and the strange phenomena of the domain completely suppressed and crushed it.

The natural environment was also under complete control, and no other unexpected events occurred.

Wang Ya smiled faintly, "What is false can be real, and what is real can be false. I would like to return the words of the Demon Sea Wizard, but it is a pity that I have not been able to see your ancient technique."

The Demon Sea Wizard sensed something, and his previously calm expression, with only a hint of doubt between his brows, changed drastically in an instant.

"you!"

Similarly, the high-level wizards watching from the observation space, especially those from the four major Sun forces, were shocked, as if they had seen something unexpected.

The demon lord clenched his fist beneath his sleeve, his piercing eyes narrowing.

"This is... the third transformation... How is this possible!" (End of Chapter)