Wizard: Grinding experience starting with Knight's Breathing Technique

Chapter 248 Spreading the Dharma to the World! (Long chapter, please vote and subscribe!)

Black-Patterned City.

City Lord's Mansion.

The powerful fire lizardman sat on a high seat.

Even the city lord, Monka, could only stand to one side.

After the crisis was resolved, old Kane looked at the "First Ancient One" with an excited expression.

"He must be the original Ancient Saint," Kane thought firmly.

He once asked this nameless ancient sage if he was the "original ancient sage".

He did not give a direct answer to Old Kane, but only said that every lizardman could become an original Ancient Saint.

Time and again he turned the tide and saved the day from collapse, but he always quietly left afterward, unwilling to make a fuss.

What a magnanimous and broad-minded spirit this is!

If this isn't the original Ancient Saint, then who else qualifies as the "original Ancient Saint"?

As expected of someone destined to lead the Ancient Holy Empire to greatness once again, this is... vision!

After interrogating the hairless birdman Ido, Li Wei also learned about the current situation.

All of this is exactly what he expected.

His hasty departure meant he didn't address the issues between the Wind God Empire and the Azure Dragon Empire.

Because he was unsure of the strength of those two countries, he dared not launch an attack rashly.

They also harbored the idea of ​​letting the Ancient Holy Empire test the enemy's strength.

Judging from the current situation, the Wind God Empire and the Azure Dragon Empire are about the same strength as the Ancient Saint Empire.

However, Naido said that hundreds of years ago, the Golden Feather King of the Wind God Empire received guidance from the gods in the ancient ruins of the Intis Mountains and mastered some powerful divine arts, making him the strongest in history.

This made Li Wei hesitate.

"Judging from the clues left behind, that ancient ruin should have been left by the wizard who entered this place in ancient times. Judging from the height of the magic tree, it has been 300,000 years since ancient times. In such a long time, even a legendary wizard should be dead unless he becomes a true immortal god or masters some kind of immortality spell."

What exactly are the "deities" of those ancient ruins?

……

Seven days later.

Ancient Holy Empire.

At the summit of an unnamed peak.

A fierce wind was blowing.

Li Wei stood here with his hands behind his back.

Not long after, a figure descended upon the place.

The first to arrive was naturally the Ancient Saint of Broken Sky, the strongest in the Ancient Saint Empire. He was now covered in wounds, with a piece missing from his wing, indicating that he had been through many fierce battles.

"Duan Kong pays respects to the First Lord!" Ancient Saint Duan Kong knelt on the ground and bowed his head as he spoke.

"Get up, you're badly injured," Li Wei said calmly, his gaze fixed on Duan Kong.

"I just fought that Golden Feather King a while ago. If he hadn't received guidance from the [God], he might not have been my match..." Duan Kong said unconvinced.

He defeated Jin Yuwang in a battle, and thanks to Jin Yuwang's publicity, everyone knew about it.

When the lizardmen of the Ancient Saint Empire learned that their empire's ruler was no match for the Golden Feather King, they were all dejected and clearly had no hope for the future of the Ancient Saint Empire.

Furthermore, the Ancient Saint of Burning Heaven was also seriously injured and fled during the battle with the White-Faced King, and his whereabouts are unknown. The empire's momentum was suppressed once again.

Today, the Feather Clan reveres the Golden Feather King, who commands four Heavenly Kings, each possessing top-tier ancient saint-level strength. The White-Faced King is one of them.

"No need for explanation. If you lose, you lose. You can win it back later. In this world, we don't care about the means, we only care about the result."

These are some healing potions; taking them will help you.

"Thank you, Lord Chuzuo." Ancient Saint Duan Kong was thrilled. He hadn't expected Lord Chuzuo to care about him so much, which made him feel flattered.

In his view, the First Master, who had not been seen for seven years, was even more terrifying than before, suggesting that he had made a greater breakthrough.

"How's the dissemination of the knowledge I gave you before I left?" Li Wei asked.

"My lord, I have been searching for talented individuals to learn from that knowledge, but such individuals are too rare, and that knowledge is too profound and difficult to comprehend..." Duan Kong said helplessly.

Even for him, those meditation methods were like reading gibberish, let alone for the other crawlers.

"I also sent people to collect some of those herbs, but not long after you left, the Wind God Empire and the Azure Dragon Empire attacked us, and due to the war, this work was forced to stop," Duan Kong said, bowing his head.

"Just do your best. How many Ancient Saints are left in our Ancient Saint Empire?" Li Wei asked.

"Including me, there are only ten left..." Duan Kong said.

"And what about the Wind God Empire and the Azure Dragon Empire?"

"The Wind God Empire has seven ancient saint-level experts, and the Azure Dragon Empire has eight. However, all the experts from the Wind God Empire can fly, which puts us at a real disadvantage..." Ancient Saint Duan Kong said helplessly.

"I see."

Li Wei gazed into the distance, realizing that the research on the [Blood Qi Transformation Wings] method needed to be accelerated.

Whether they are ancient saints or knights, without solving the problem of flight, they have no right to compete with wizards or winged people.

Following the Ancient Saint of Broken Void, one after another, the Ancient Saints who heard of the return of the First Great One arrived.

"My Lord, the Serpent Demon is late."

"Black Stone pays respects to the First Lord."

……

After everyone had arrived, Li Wei looked around.

The Ancient Saint of Burning Heaven did not come. This Ancient Saint was extremely resolute, and after being severely injured, his whereabouts became unknown.

In addition, two ancient saints did not come.

The false news of the death of the "First Ancient Saint" was spread by these two Ancient Saints.

"Those two seem to have betrayed the Ancient Saint Empire and joined the Wind God Empire." Ancient Saint Duan Kong felt a chill in his heart and revealed his killing intent.

There were already only ten ancient saints left, and now it seems there are only eight left.

The ancient empire has fallen to such a state; how tragic.

"It's alright, we'll settle the score later. Duan Kong, Snake Demon, you eight Ancient Saints, go and consolidate the army of the Ancient Saint Empire. Next, prepare to march into the Intis Mountains," Li Wei ordered.

"My lord? Are we to begin a final battle with them? They have obtained divine powers..."

"All this talk of divine powers is a lie. If you really had divine powers, how could you have survived until now?" Li Wei laughed.

"Yes, sir, I'll take care of it right away."

After making the arrangements, Li Wei watched the ancient sages gradually disappear into the distance.

He sat atop the mountain, feeling the wind at that high altitude.

With a thought, the power of his bloodline, or [blood energy], began to surge within him.

"How can I transform my blood and qi into wings?"

Li Wei had not given much thought to the question of how to fly before.

Since he was originally a wizard, and the Crimson Dragon Breathing technique itself also has the ability to fly, he didn't need to worry about this problem at all.

However, the predicament of the Twilight Knights and the Ancient Holy Empire made him realize that the ability to fly is not something that can be taken for granted.

He felt the rhythm of the wind, relied on his bloodline body, and used his spiritual power to control his blood energy, forming a pair of blood-red thin membrane wings on his back. Riding the wind, he took off from the ground and soared into the sky.

"The Bloodline Dharma Body method, once cultivated to my level, allows one to rely on powerful spiritual energy to form a complex Dharma Body from blood energy. Forming blood wings is not difficult either. However, this method has a high threshold and is not universally applicable..."

Li Wei shook his head, rejecting the proposal.

His idea was that knights who reached a certain level could condense their blood energy into wings and achieve flight, regardless of whether they had cultivated a bloodline body or whether their breathing technique was suitable for flight.

Just like the "Battle Aura Wings" from the previous life, it became a symbolic ability of a certain realm.

"The flight principle of low-level wizards relies on magic, using magical power to condense into flapping wings similar to those of birds, stirring up air currents to take off and then glide over a relatively long distance... Mid-level wizards, on the other hand, use more sophisticated and complex flight spells to directly escape into the air, which is faster and more agile."

As for high-level wizards, they have given birth to a primordial soul, achieving a qualitative change in their life level. Their physical bodies are no longer made of human flesh and blood, but have become made of elemental particles. Flying is as simple as eating and drinking, and they can even escape into the void to travel through time. This is already a skill of immortals from their previous lives.

How can a knight, with his flesh and blood, fly?

And so, atop this high mountain, in his spare time from cultivation, Li Wei began to truly comprehend the mysteries of "blood and qi".

In my previous training, due to the proficiency panel, I often knew how to do things but not why.

This time, Li Wei tried to truly and thoroughly understand everything.

Taking advantage of this research on the Blood Qi Transformation Wings technique, he also needs to truly review and reflect on the mysteries of his knightly cultivation.

……

The year 1102 of the Holy Radiance Calendar, the month of budding.

The 71th year of the Great Expedition.

The endless sea.

On an island in the inner ring of the sea.

Inside a makeshift shelter, a magic array was running automatically, and a cup of tea meant for calming the mind was still warm.

Blood-red words were carved on the wall.

"It's here again... Goodbye, Lady Elena, goodbye, rose, goodbye, endless sea..."

On the floor, an empty white cocoon rests.

In another bizarre world, where red and black intertwine, like a nightmare.

Magma flowed from the cracks in the sky.

The earth was pitch black, and strange, fleshy giant trees formed an endless primeval forest.

In the middle of the woodland, in an underground cave.

Inside the cave, another white cocoon burst open, and the face of the White Water Witch suddenly appeared. She awoke with a start and opened her eyes to see the world.

In the pitch-black cave, she tried casting a light spell and was surprised to find that the spell could be cast.

"I can cast spells, that's wonderful!" The White Water Witch seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope.

Until she turned her head and saw the familiar face of the Extreme Fire Ancestral Witch, who had turned into a dried corpse, seemingly having been dead inside for a long time.

"Extreme Fire? So you're here after all..."

Suddenly, she noticed that Ji Huo's withered palm seemed to be holding an empty medicine bottle.

"Dream Potion...crafted at the Dreamland Tower."

"The Tower of Dreams? It seems the master mentioned this organization before. A high-level dream-related organization that vanished overnight. It seems the culprit is the Nightmare World... I think I understand something."

She murmured to herself, then groped her way out of the cave and into the forest.

She looked up at the sky through the dense forest. There was no sun, no stars, only fragmented red and black.

Summoning her courage, she used her flight magic to fly out of the forest and into the sky, wanting to get a full view of the world.

As she flew, she recorded these things. If she could return to the wizarding world, this knowledge might help her master, Elena, better study the Nightmare World.

Until she saw a giant spider phantom with eight legs like pillars supporting the sky, standing tall in the wilderness, gazing at her like a god.

At that moment, the White Water Witch felt like she was suffocating.

The giant spider had eight exquisite, pale female faces, each displaying a sinister smile.

"Why did you bring us here? What are your motives?"

The White Water Witch said she didn't know if the other party could communicate, but she assumed it wouldn't be a problem.

According to those interdimensional wizards, language is not actually a barrier to communication for many advanced intelligent beings from different civilizations.

Unfortunately, the spider with eight human faces did not respond to the Whitewater Witch.

It simply watched her silently.

Upon seeing this, the White Water Witch attempted to flee the area.

After flying for a long time.

When the Whitewater Witch turned around and looked back.

To his horror, he discovered that the distance between himself and the giant spider did not seem to have increased.

"There can't be no real movement, this must be an illusion... just like in the secret realm." The White Water Witch's heart sank to the bottom.

"My dear, no one can escape nightmares, for they are forever hidden in the deepest recesses of your consciousness... Abandon unrealistic struggles, embrace the nightmares, and you will become my messenger, returning to your clear, blue world, reuniting with your friends and loved ones... Come, do not resist the nightmares, but accept them..."

The woman's face, resembling a giant spider, suddenly spoke at the same time.

A seductive and magnetic female voice surged from all directions, engulfing the White Water Witch.

The White Water Witch shook her head, suppressing her inner fear, and said with a firm expression, "If I'm not mistaken, the Extreme Fire Ancestral Witch has become your messenger... that's why the other 'him' was able to reappear in the five-story wizard tower on the plains."

But what he didn't know was that the moment he became your messenger, he was no longer the same person he used to be.

The real him had long since died in the nightmare world, passing away in his sleep, and now slumbering in that underground cave.

You used the Fiery Ancestral Witch as a medium to pollute and invade our world, luring us with illusions and making us drink a potion that would pull us into a nightmare world.

You also fear that a companion who entered the secret realm with us might separate us so that you can carry out your plan.

In the secret realm, you successfully pulled my husband, Regorio, into the Nightmare World. He probably didn't agree to become your messenger, so he died in the Nightmare World not long after.

Now, you've dragged me into this world again, trying to use me as a medium to invade the world I inhabit once more.

From this perspective, you're nothing more than a paper tiger that looks scary, only able to torment others' will and spirit with illusions and nightmares.

With your strength, even if you were to truly invade our world, death would be your only fate.

Perhaps there are truly powerful beings in your world, but they are certainly not you.

The White Water Witch remembered Li Wei's words: the best way to deal with nightmares is to eliminate the fear in your heart... face the nightmares head-on!

During her time living alone on that deserted island, she kept thinking about the details of this secret realm.

Upon entering the Nightmare World and seeing the corpse of the Extreme Fire Ancestral Witch, along with the vial of potion in its hand, she already knew most of the facts.

Upon hearing the White Water Witch's words, the giant spider fell silent. The eerie smiles on her eight faces vanished, replaced by twisted and mad expressions.

In the sky and across the plains, many monsters with the heads of beautiful women surged toward this place.

"Foolish mortal, let me show you the power of the Nightmare Lord..."

Before the giant spider could finish speaking, Lady White Water's body suddenly disintegrated and crumbled...

"When death actually comes, it doesn't seem so scary anymore... It's just a long, endless sleep... At least I can have a good dream afterward."

boom!

The White Water Witch's body exploded, and a giant white daffodil phantom appeared before dissipating, transforming into countless water mists that filled the sky.

She chose to confront her nightmares with death.

Because what's more terrifying than death itself is being dead without even realizing it...

The woman's distorted face became even more distorted, and her terrifying screams echoed across the wilderness.

……

An unknown dimension.

A vast sea of ​​bamboo forests.

"Boss, a bowl of bamboo leaf wine, please."

A blonde female swordsman dressed in a witch's robe but carrying a long sword walked into a small tavern built of bamboo, seemingly out of place with the atmosphere there.

The tavern owner was a chubby creature who looked like a bear-man or a furry tribe member; he was actually quite cute.

He paused slightly when he saw the female swordsman.

"You must be a stranger traveling in our world... a wizard?" the shopkeeper asked.

"It seems I'm not the first wizard to arrive here," the blonde swordswoman said with slight surprise, sipping a white spirit that was quite different from the brewing style of the wizarding world.

"Indeed, according to legend, a long, long time ago, a person who called himself a wizard came to our place and communicated with the first Holy Emperor of our Panda Empire. Later, that wizard left."

"Oh, what's that wizard's name?"

"It seems to be... Sauron."

The blonde female swordsman's heart stirred.

"Lord Soren, have you been here before? I thought I was the first wizard to discover this place... But it's strange that this place hasn't become a subordinate federation of the Wizarding Council. I wonder what Lord Soren and that first Holy Emperor discussed?"

According to the wizards' usual practice, when they discover a new plane that can be conquered, they usually take it over directly.

Before they had finished their bamboo leaf wine, the sounds of fighting suddenly came from outside the door.

Two bear-men dressed in hemp robes descended from the sky, darting and weaving through the bamboo forest, their swords clashing.

The patrons of the tavern all went out to see what was going on, and the blonde female swordsman followed them.

"It's the Sorrowful Wind Palm and the Southern Mountain Sword. These two masters are actually fighting here."

"hiss……"

The onlookers gasped in shock.

This made the blonde female swordsman realize that these two must be famous experts in the area.

"Interesting. They don't possess magic, nor are they elemental spirit wizards, yet they can freely manipulate the elemental power around their bodies with every move. How do they do that?" the female swordsman wondered.

In the wizarding world, the source of power for ordinary wizards to cast spells is the magical power within their bodies. They construct spell models with their mental energy. This magical power is the "elemental power" that exists within the body and can be used to cast spells, similar to the "magic power" or "mana" mentioned by spellcasters in some other civilizations.

Only a Primal Soul Wizard, whose life level has undergone a qualitative transformation and sublimation, can truly use Primal Souls and Primal Soul Spells to mobilize the elemental power that is free in the world on a large scale for combat. Therefore, the power of Primal Soul Spells far exceeds that of intermediate-level spells.

However, the natives of this world, who seem to have little strength and average destructive power, are able to manipulate the surrounding elemental forces, even if they only manipulate a tiny bit. For a wizard, this is still an unbelievable thing.

"Hahaha, Nanshan, your sword is too slow..."

"Sorrowful Wind, your palm strike is losing its power."

The two masters each took a step back, standing atop the bamboo forest with their hands behind their backs, exuding an air of mastery.

The female swordswoman stretched her limbs, eager to try, and the breathing techniques and sword skills buried deep in her memory seemed to resurface.

"I've completely forgotten when was the last time I used breathing techniques in battle..."

She watched the two fight, and in the end, the burly man who called himself Beifeng had a slight advantage, while the other swordsman had no choice but to retreat.

The people in this world seem to be quite friendly; battles are always fought only briefly.

A mournful wind drifted lightly to the ground. He walked into the tavern, and as he passed the female swordsman, his gaze lingered on her for a moment.

Sunlight shone on the female swordsman's long, golden, wavy hair, making it sparkle. Her face had a sharper, more resolute look than that of an ordinary woman, but it did not lose its feminine beauty.

She had a well-proportioned figure and long legs. Her robes had somehow transformed into a light armor, and she carried a large sword on her back that was slightly exaggerated in proportion to her size.

"I sense a fighting spirit within you, stranger. Do you also wish to fight me?" Sorrowful Wind asked calmly.

The inhabitants of the Panda Empire are no strangers to humans, who have left many traces in the history of the Panda Empire.

Occasionally, human travelers also come here.

"Yes," the blonde swordswoman said calmly, her fighting spirit high.

"State your name, for I, Beifeng, never spar with nobodies."

"A Hundred Flowers".

"Hundred Flowers? Never heard of it, but the powerful energy within you has caused my Qi to boil. I accept your challenge."

"Then you'd better be careful."

boom!

The auras of two powerful individuals clashed.

The onlookers on both sides quickly withdrew.

A gust of wind swept through, and Baihua drew her greatsword from behind her, the blade adorned with various floral patterns.

The mournful wind, on the other hand, extends its palm forward, and a misty aura begins to condense in its palm.

At this moment, Baihua seemed to see a certain resonance between the mournful wind and the surrounding elemental forces.

"The extraordinary path of this world should provide more inspiration for my chivalry. I've been practicing as a wizard for so long, and it's getting a bit boring. It's time to develop some new ways to play."

"Perhaps when I return to the wizarding world, I, Elena, will be the first person in Nora's history to break the shackles of legend!" Baihua murmured to herself.

"Falling Flowers Dazzling Sky Slash!" Baihua made the first move.

On the other side, Beifeng smiled slightly, clapped his bear paw, his body trembled, and the surrounding elemental power surged and condensed on his bear paw.

"Wind Palm!"

boom!

Two completely different forces collided.

Patches of bamboo bent low under the shockwave...

The onlookers retreated further and further away.

"What a powerful human female swordsman! She can actually fight against Master Beifeng."

"Yes, women are just as capable as men."

"It is said that Master Beifeng has emerged from seclusion this time because the legacy left behind by the [Strong Liquor Qi Sect] a thousand years ago has reappeared in the world..."

"Strong liquor is the essence of fire. With the arrival of this powerful force, storms and chaos will inevitably rage..."

boom!

During the battle, vines and flowers suddenly spread from the Hundred Flowers Swordsman's longsword and then connected with her arm.

Her violent blood energy surged, making her aura even more fierce.

"What a miraculous method! It taps into the power of qi and blood within the body, and it seems to have the shadow of some ancient beast. However, for us, it is ultimately an unorthodox path." Master Beifeng, a man of profound learning, was able to discern a trace of something special about it.

"The Tao follows nature, and all things originate from it; this is the true path." Master Beifeng pushed his hands forward, and two tornadoes, one black and one white, intertwined and merged to form a Tai Chi Yin-Yang symbol.

"Master, you are wrong. There is no distinction between the righteous path and the heretical path in this world." The Hundred Flowers Swordsman unleashed a sword strike.

"Hundred Flowers Bursting Slash!"

The sword energy attack, composed of hundreds of flower petals, ripped through the sky, rushed into the black and white tornado, and tore it apart. Its momentum did not diminish, and it stopped in front of Master Beifeng.

Master Beifeng's expression changed slightly, and then he stopped.

"I admire you, but if you were to use that magical sorcery, I might not be able to withstand even one move," he said.

Baihua smiled slightly. It seemed that the residents of this empire all knew about wizards and were not surprised by them.

It's not that Baihua is unwilling to use magic, but rather that although this world has elemental power, the use of magic is subject to many restrictions.

She suspected that all of this was related to Soren, who had once visited this place and was a famous figure in its ancient history.

She became increasingly interested in this place.

Just then, her expression changed, and with a flick of her wrist, a black plaque appeared in her palm.

A white daffodil is carved on it, looking delicate and beautiful.

At this moment, the daffodil sign cracked.

"White Narcissus...is dead?"

……

It has been a year since Li Wei arrived in the Ancient Holy Empire.

During this year, the Ancient Saint Duan Kong and the other Ancient Saints gathered all the forces that the Ancient Saint Empire could muster, preparing to march toward the Intis Mountains region.

However, before setting off, the First Master asked several of his ancient saints to go to the mountain peak he frequented.

The mountaintop.

The Ancient Saint of Broken Sky flew over; the First Ancient Saint had already left.

On the cliff face in the mountains, Duan Kong saw patterns of lizardmen and some writing.

The Ancient Sage's Method of Flying Through the Sky.

The Ancient Sage of Broken Void gazed at the Dharma, pondering each word and phrase. Before he knew it, half a day had passed.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the First Lord sent us here. It turns out he had already created the peerless method of ancient saint flight here... If the Serpent Demon and the others also master the method of flight, wouldn't my advantage of Broken Sky be gone... If I destroy it quietly, the First Lord won't know, right?" Broken Sky Ancient Saint hesitated in his heart.

The snake demon and his group will be arriving soon, and he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.

Ultimately, Duan Kong gave up.

He knew that this must have been the adults deliberately testing him.

To test his loyalty, Duan Kong was certainly not the kind of person who would outwardly comply but inwardly defy.

How he longed to restore the glory of the ancient sages!

Not long after.

The snake demon and his companions also arrived at this mountain peak.

They immediately saw the magic gate on the cliff and went over to take a look out of curiosity.

They were immediately captivated by it.

"This is the method that the ancient sages created for us ancient sages who cannot fly... At this moment, how similar it is to the ancient sage methods that he passed down back then." The serpent demon was greatly shocked.

Such a method could only have been created by the earliest ancient sages.

Clearly, they now believe more strongly that Livy was the original ancient sage...

"Let's record the method, and then we'll learn it first. If we can fly, I'll let those feathered monsters know how powerful their crawler ancestors are, hahaha," the Serpent Demon Ancient Saint sneered.

For a time, the ancient sages sat together, systematically studying the "Ancient Sage's Method of Flying Through the Sky".

Li Wei sat high on the clouds, like a god, hidden within, quietly watching the ancient sages below practice the methods he had created.

The so-called "Ancient Sage's Soaring Technique" is actually an ancient version of the "Blood Qi Transformation Wings" technique that he created for the Twilight Knights.

"Let's test it on the lizardmen first. If there are no problems, then the Blood Qi Wings technique can be practiced by the Bloodthirsty Knights of the Twilight Knights."

It's not that Li Wei didn't want knights thirsting for blood to train; to have the most basic blood energy to condense blood wings, one needs knights like the Black Knight and Dinos.

Ordinary legends like the Divine Light Knight cannot cultivate yet.

Even the Black Knights, with their conjured blood wings, could only fly short distances, similar to a wizard's first-level flight spell.

To fly over long distances, one needs a high quality and quantity of blood energy, requiring a blood source level similar to Li Wei's.

This "Blood and Qi Transformation into Wings" is just Li Wei's initial creation, and it is certainly not perfect yet. It cannot be compared with the wizarding spells that have been developed for so long.

Several days later, the first to comprehend the "Ancient Sage's Soaring Technique" was actually the Ancient Sage of Breaking the Void.

To prevent himself from being unable to fly after losing his wings, he also learned this method.

"By condensing my power of breaking through the void into the [Wings of Breaking Through the Void], I can fly."

Duan Kong didn't use wings. He wasn't very skilled at channeling the power of Duan Kong behind him. Following the structure and operation of the ancient sage's flying technique, the azure power of Duan Kong quickly transformed into a pair of azure wings with a span of five meters.

"Amazing! The power of the Void can actually be used like this!" Duan Kong was overjoyed. He leaped up and flew into the air.

Li Wei observed quietly from the clouds.

"It seems that the Ancient Saint of Broken Void has the best comprehension, much better than the others. Moreover, I thought he would destroy the stone wall, but I didn't expect him to resist the temptation. Perhaps, my Crimson Contract doesn't need to be wasted on Broken Void for the time being. This young man has a very high level of awareness." Li Wei muttered to himself.

Half a month after Duan Kong comprehended the void.

The Serpent Demon Ancient Saint was the second to master the Ancient Saint's Sky-Soaring Technique.

These guys, who were able to cultivate to the level of ancient saints, must all have quite high levels of comprehension.

He was no less than any legendary knight in the human world.

Therefore, Li Wei was not worried that they would not be able to learn it.

Over the next few months, the ancient saints Qingjia, Heishi, and Panyan also gradually mastered the Ancient Saint Flight Technique.

They went from being somewhat unskilled at the beginning to becoming increasingly skilled in the end.

Although they can't compare to the Feathered People who are born with the ability to fly, they should be perfectly capable of fighting.

"My idea of ​​'Blood Qi Transformation Wings' has been successful. In the future, I will refine this method into the knight system. After the Blood Thirst, the knight will also have the ability to fly. When facing flying enemies, they will not be so passive."

A legendary (blood awakened) knight is marked by the transcendence of a certain part of their body, giving birth to a legendary organ.

The Bloodthirsty Knight, on the other hand, is symbolized by wings formed from blood energy, giving him the power to take flight.

At this moment, Li Wei suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, a sense of accomplishment different from the kind he gained from learning from others' methods.

Now, he can create his own methods, which is completely different.

After the ancient saints had practiced their flying abilities to a sufficient degree.

Under Li Wei's secret instructions, the Ancient Saint of Broken Sky led the army of crawlers toward the Intis Mountains.

Li Wei remained hidden behind the scenes, secretly following along, and he wasn't worried about the so-called Golden Feather King.

He was slightly wary of the so-called "gods" who were also hiding behind the Golden Feather King.

Therefore, he first sent the ancient sages to test the other party's strength and weakness, and then he would make his next move.

And at this moment.

In the Intis Mountains.

In the Golden Feather Palace, the emperor's bedroom, atop the highest mountain peak.

A tall, imposing golden figure is holding an ancient bronze mirror, seemingly talking to himself.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall... I have done as you instructed and am about to take down the Ancient Saint Empire. However, the original Ancient Saint has vanished without a trace, probably fleeing at the first sign of trouble..." The usually arrogant and domineering Golden Feather King said with a seemingly respectful expression.

This magic mirror in front of us is no ordinary mirror; it is inhabited by a deity who has lived for an unknown amount of time.

He discovered the "magic mirror" by chance while exploring the ancient ruins of the Intis Mountains.

It was thanks to this God of the Magic Mirror that the Feathered People's strength reached a new level, allowing them to suppress the Ancient Saint Empire.

After Jin Yu finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from inside the magic mirror.

"Well done. What brings you to my attention this time?"

The voice was high above, seemingly a deity.

"God of the Magic Mirror, I have mastered all the divine arts you previously taught me. I want more divine arts to gain greater power so that I can take over the Ancient Saint Empire in one fell swoop, and then take over the Azure Dragon Empire, making it easier for me to work for you," King Golden Feather said with a fawning smile.

"Oh? Not bad talent. However, everything in this world must follow the principle of equivalent exchange. If you want divine magic, you must have a corresponding sacrifice. The souls of powerful ferocious beasts, ancient beasts, and ancient saints can all be used as sacrifices. If you are willing to give me your soul, it is not impossible," the magic mirror said.

"You flatter me, sir. I've almost hunted all the ferocious beasts near the Intis Mountains. Why don't you give me the divine arts first? Once my strength improves, I'll naturally be able to find more sacrifices for you," King Golden Feather said with a smile.

The magic mirror remained silent.

After waiting for a while, the magic mirror did not react.

King Jin Yu placed the magic mirror inside his ancient magic ring, cursing inwardly.

"Old man, you can fool the other Feathered People, but you can't fool me. You're still pretending to be a ghost here. Sooner or later, I'll expose what you're really made of."

He had just stepped out of the main hall when a messenger arrived with the news.

"Your Majesty, the army of the Ancient Holy Empire has arrived at the Intis Mountains."

"What? These guys, I didn't even bother to find them, yet they actually delivered themselves to my doorstep. They're practically courting death. Since that's how it is, then let's satisfy them and completely annihilate the Ancient Holy Empire... Men, summon the Four Heavenly Kings and other generals, and gather the Eagle, Falcon, Condor, and Owl tribes to accompany me on this expedition!"

Before long, a massive army of winged people, covering the sky and the earth, took flight from the towering mountains and gathered together, heading towards the army of the Ancient Holy Empire.

In an instant, the situation changed dramatically, and the atmosphere of war permeated the air.

As the army of the Ancient Holy Empire was marching, they saw a massive, dark army approaching from the horizon ahead.

"Prepare shield formations and arrow formations, find cover, and prepare to engage the enemy!" shouted the Ancient Saint of Broken Sky.

They naturally put in a lot of effort to deal with the Feathered People.

A well-trained army is ready to go.

Before long, a golden whirlwind formed between heaven and earth, and the Golden Feather King flapped his wings, standing proudly high in the sky.

"Duan Kong, you actually dared to seek death. Who gave you the courage?" King Jin Yu laughed.

The Ancient Saint of Broken Void remained silent, responding directly to the enemy with a cyan slash.

"die!"

As soon as they made contact, the two armies began to fight each other.

The Four Heavenly Kings, including the White-Faced King and the Crimson-Tailed King, along with powerful Feathered People, hovered high in the sky, launching long-range attacks that caught the Ancient Saint Army off guard.

"Haha, how can a lowly race that can't even fly be our match?" the White-Faced King taunted.

The next moment, black wings appeared behind the Serpent Demon Ancient Saint, and he leaped into the sky, unleashing a terrifying attack towards the White-Faced King.

"How is this possible? When did you learn to fly?" The White-Faced King retreated violently, as the Serpent Demon Ancient Saint's attacks were wide and powerful, making him impossible to defeat.

"Hahaha, today I'll pluck your bird feathers to teach you a lesson for your foul mouth," the Serpent Demon Ancient Saint laughed wickedly.

Other ancient sages also displayed their supernatural powers, appearing high in the sky to engage in a chaotic battle with the powerful winged people.

These winged people never expected that the crawlers could also fly, and many of them were caught off guard and had no chance to fight back.

In terms of strength, defense, physique and other attributes, the ancient saints were superior. It was just that they did not have the advantage of terrain and were often kited by the winged people, which is why they were bullied.

Now that everyone is competing on the same stage, the Yu people are naturally finding it difficult to cope.

"So this is your source of confidence!" King Jin Yu's expression changed, and he said coldly.

He began chanting divine spells.

"The Will of the Wind King... Feathered Arrow!"

In an instant, feathers formed arrows and shot towards the broken sky.

Despite his agile maneuvers, Duan Kong was unable to subdue Jin Yu Wang for the time being.

Just then, another strange insect suddenly rushed into the battlefield from nowhere. This strange insect was incredibly strong, incredibly fast, and impervious to blades and spears. It directly grabbed the heads of the Feathered People and began to bite them, causing many Feathered People to bleed profusely into the sky.

It was Li Wei, who was watching the battle from the shadows, who, seeing that the two sides were deadlocked, sent out the monstrous insect Leon.

Lyon's strength was greatly enhanced in the secret realm. Li Wei had no idea how strong this guy was now, so he simply took this opportunity to test him.

Leon appeared above the head of a powerful winged human at the level of an ancient serpent, and in a few swift movements, injected venom into the body, extracted the soul, and devoured it like slurping noodles.

Not satisfied with that, he then attacked a powerful Feathered Clan member at the Ancient Saint level.

"court death!"

The powerful figure was fighting against the Azure Armored Ancient Saint when suddenly a strange insect attacked him from the front, pouncing on his face. No matter how he attacked, the insect was like a ball, flying back whenever he was knocked away. It was incredibly troublesome.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Ancient Saint in Green Armor entered and ended his life.

In an instant, the fragile balance was shattered, and King Jin Yu stared at the strange insect with horror in his heart.

That strange insect actually had a bizarre human face... What kind of deformed monster is this?

The sound of "Hungry, hungry, hungry" echoed in the air, like a death knell.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, King Jinyu quickly took out the magic mirror.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror... help me!"

But the magic mirror remained silent.

The Golden Feather King was suffering greatly under the combined attack of several ancient saints.

"You old bastard, hurry up, I'm going to die!" he cursed.

"Hahaha, Jin Yu, are you out of your mind? Shouting for help in front of a mirror? What, is this mirror the deity behind you?" Duan Kong laughed.

Li Wei, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, felt a slight stirring in his heart when he saw the magic mirror.

"Why does it feel like some kind of witchcraft artifact... Could it be that the so-called deity is hiding inside the witchcraft artifact? Could it be like Tutankhamun in the black snuff bottle, a spirit of the artifact? If so, then it makes sense that it has lived for so long. After all, as long as the witchcraft artifact is not damaged and there is enough energy, the spirit of the artifact can theoretically exist from ancient times to the present."

Thinking about this...

Li Wei decided not to waste any more time.

He used an invisibility rune to hide behind the Golden Feather King.

At this moment, King Jin Yu was still cursing the old bastard Magic Mirror, calling him a son of a bitch and other such filthy language.

Clearly, I didn't expect this guy to be so unreliable. If it weren't for me, this magic mirror would still be gathering dust in the ruins.

Now that it has met with misfortune, it has not offered any thanks.

Suddenly, ripples spread across the void, and a large hand grabbed the magic mirror held by the Golden Feather King.

King Jin Yu reacted quickly, realizing that someone wanted to steal his magic mirror, and immediately grabbed it tightly and wouldn't let go.

A tall and imposing red-scaled lizardman appeared calmly in the void.

"Let go."

"I don't!"

With a long roar, the Crimson Emperor Dragon summoned the Crimson Dragon Iron Blade in his hand.

A surge of power flows into it.

A grayish-white stream of air swirled around the flames, slashing down from above!

Click.

Before Jin Yuwang could react, his arm was severed.

Li Wei quickly used various commonly used sealing spells to seal the magic mirror and the arm, then wrapped them with the Great Black Sky Veil and put them into the ring.

"Sometimes, you have to let go... Now, surrender, or die."

Li Wei arrived in front of the Golden Feather King and struck out with his palm. The Golden Feather King's defenses were shattered, and he crashed into the mountain like a kite with a broken string, causing the earth and rocks to collapse.

"This...this is the power of the First Lord?" On the other side, the ancient saints were shocked.

Many of them had never seen Li Wei in action, so some of them had been unconvinced all along. Now that they had seen him, they were glad that they had not betrayed the Ancient Saint Empire.

King Jin Yu flew out of the mountain in a sorry state, staring at his severed arm with a pained expression.

"Are you the original Ancient Saint?"

Li Wei did not answer. He swung the Crimson Dragon Iron Slash again, unleashing a destructive sword aura that made the Golden Feather King's heart tremble.

"I...I surrender, please don't kill me. Crawlers and Feathered People are one family, there is no distinction between high and low, noble and lowly..." said the Golden Feather King.

"That's not what you said before..." Ancient Saint Duan Kong sneered.

"I was bewitched by that damned magic mirror," King Jin Yu whispered in his defense.

Those who refused to surrender were directly executed by Li Wei.

Those two ancient saints who were traitors were killed without even having a chance to beg for mercy.

We have to take a hard line with these guys to create a deterrent effect.

Taking over the Wind God Empire was much easier than Li Wei had anticipated.

In the seven years since he left the Ancient Holy Empire, with the appearance of divine weapons, his strength has become vastly different from what it used to be.

He left Duan Kong and the others to clean up the mess, while he found a secluded spot and gazed at the magic mirror in his hand, which had an ancient craftsmanship style. There seemed to be incantations on the surface of the mirror.

Magic mirror, magic mirror...

He didn't chant any spells; he simply placed the magic mirror on the ground.

He raised the Crimson Dragon Iron Slash high, its shattering sword energy pointing at the Demon Mirror, seemingly intent on destroying it.

"Hey... what do you mean by this? Stop!"

From within the magic mirror, a terrified voice could be heard.

What's wrong with this lizardman? He didn't even bother to chant a spell, so why did he just start attacking me? What grudge do we have against each other?

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