Wizard: Grinding experience starting with Knight's Breathing Technique

Chapter 480 The Ultimate Saint, Gray-White Academy! (Long chapter, please vote and subscribe!)

Outside the city walls of Runeterra.

The Water Dragon Saint flew behind Li Wei, and he immediately felt safe.

Another mid-level level 7 steel crocodile, upon discovering its companion had died instantly, turned tail and ran.

With a thought, Li Wei summoned a water dragon that roared forth and encircled him.

Although it was just a talent spell, it was more than enough to trap this level seven black beast.

A group of level seven shadows swarmed up from behind and beat the steel crocodile half to death.

In the end, the giant beast was left with only one breath left, but Li Wei did not kill it.

He set up a magic array on the spot to seal the giant beast, trapping it there.

"Water Dragon Saint, send someone to keep an eye on this black beast."

The Water Dragon Saint stared in awe at the immobilized giant crocodile; this was the power of a Celestial Venerable.

"Understood."

In his early years, Li Wei had obtained a first-class breathing technique called the "Iron Crocodile Breathing Technique," whose bloodline master was a supernatural creature called the "Iron Giant Crocodile."

The Iron Crocodile is also a legendary creature, though relatively unknown and mediocre among them. Its entire body is covered in iron armor, making it unparalleled in defense.

The giant crocodile before them should possess a very strong Iron Crocodile bloodline. Advancing to level eight in the future shouldn't be a problem. Li Wei can use it to create a quickly formed knightly band, which he will name "Iron Crocodile Fang" and pair it with "Siren's Song".

Once we acquire the [Vortex Beast], we'll build another [Eye of the Vortex] battle group.

The suicide squad now possesses all three dimensions: speed, defense, and physique.

The remaining black beasts fled in panic before Li Wei's shadow army.

After this battle, the Spider King lost two more level-seven generals.

Li Wei wanted to see how many pieces the Spider King still had at his disposal.

His primary purpose in entering the ancient tower was to meet the Spider King.

Half a day later, the black beast tide from the forbidden zone of giant beasts vanished under Li Wei's intervention, and the war shadow that had plagued Runeterra for decades disappeared.

The city's rune masters and mortals all stared in shock at the black-armored swordsman in the sky.

In the history of Runeterra, only a rare and exceptionally powerful monarch could turn the tide like this!

Unfortunately, those kings and saints only enjoy their glory for a short time before being suppressed by the combined forces of the Three Realms and Four Lands and disappearing without a trace. I wonder if this black-armored swordsman can withstand the pressure from the Three Realms and Four Lands.

People couldn't help but bow down in reverence before Livy's majesty.

At the same time, they wondered when the human race would have such a powerful figure.

If he has such strength, why didn't he emerge sooner?

After receiving Li Wei's instructions, the Water Dragon Saint said:

"This is a Supreme Saint, a newly born Level 8 powerhouse of our human race. From this day forward, he will lead our Runeterra to glory once more!"

People do not know who the ultimate saint is.

All they knew was that in the present Runeterra, only a Supreme Saint could resolve the crisis in the Giant Beast Forbidden Zone; otherwise, the human race would face its doom.

They chanted the name of "Sage of the Ultimate Path". As the cheers subsided, the crowd gradually calmed down.

The Water Dragon Saint then spoke passionately:

"From this day forward, our human race will no longer need to rely on the opinions of the Three Realms and Four Regions. Everyone, those with talent, must cultivate the sacred arts of the Wizard, the source of rune masters, making them even more excellent and powerful! Even those without talent will have other paths to transcendence. Everyone must strive for self-improvement, everyone can become a dragon!"

"Over the past two hundred years, we, the saints, have established many academies and wizarding towers in Runeterra, but the path to popularizing wizarding magic remains long and arduous!"

"From this day forward, talent testing institutions will be established in every city, large and small. Please spread the word, fellow countrymen. All humans who wish to learn extraordinary arts and embark on the path to becoming powerful, regardless of age, gender, or race... are welcome to come to Rune Holy City for testing, to seek knowledge, and to become apprentices!"

Since ancient times.

Training in Runeterra is ultimately limited to a small area.

Many ordinary people are unaware of the existence of rune masters.

I've only vaguely heard of supernatural humans who can control wind, rain, thunder, lightning, earth fire, and frost.

Under the deliberate control of the Three Realms and Four Lands, the mortals here are much like those of the Seven Kingdoms during the era of the Church's theocracy; they regard wizards as distant mythical figures, something ethereal and unreal.

Now, Runeterra must break down these barriers and obstacles, just like the Wizarding Council's reforms on Earth, and carry out sweeping talent tests for all, leaving no one with the talent to embark on the path of wizardry behind, and not burying any genius!

Two hundred years ago, Li Wei lacked the power to do so, so he had to operate in secret. He had to worry about the furious retaliation from the Three Realms and Four Regions.

But now, he possesses absolute level eight strength. He has even slain ten level eight demons.

The Three Realms and Four Regions meant nothing to him anymore.

The civil war in the Three Realms and Four Regions presents a golden opportunity that comes at a time.

Upon hearing the words of the Water Dragon Saint, the mortals below were all shocked.

They sensed that a massive storm was about to sweep across the continent of Saint Laurent.

This world, where since ancient times, other races have been revered and humans have been weak, is about to change!

While the Water Dragon Saint was giving his speech, more than a dozen saints in other holy cities were also mobilizing in the cities under their jurisdiction.

This sudden surge of excitement has set the humans of Runeterra ablaze.

They began to learn the true title of runemasters:

wizard!

A super civilization that dominates countless worlds and awes multiple dimensions!

The most powerful wizards can kill the masters of the three realms and four lands as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

The supreme among them can even be compared to true gods.

This group of people only needs one legendary forbidden technique to cause Runeterra to fall apart.

From then on, all those who cultivated to the eighth level or above...

They all have the opportunity to leave this lower realm and ascend to the upper realm.

Their guides are the messengers of the wizarding world!

The Heavenly Venerable Who Transmits the Dharma!

Ultimate Saint!

Change began to sweep across Runeterra like wildfire.

A week later.

The Council of Saints, composed of fourteen new and old Rune Saints, was established in Runeterra.

Two weeks later.

The garrisons and bases stationed in various places and regions were all uprooted.

Three weeks later.

The list of puppets and lackeys planted by the alien races in Runeterra was also reported to the Council of Saints.

Parliament issued an ultimatum:

Either abandon darkness and embrace the light, or take a trip to the underworld.

Four weeks later.

The Council of Saints established the highest institution of learning in Runeterra, the Grey Academy.

The dean of the Grey and White Academy is the Flame Wolf Saint, and there are more than a dozen branch academies in Runeterra, each led by a Saint.

Anyone who passes the test and demonstrates a talent for wizardry is qualified to enter the Gray Academy for training. Those with exceptional talent or other extraordinary abilities have the opportunity to directly meet the [Supreme Saint].

A month later.

Outside the Council of Saints, a powerful aura descended.

It is over three meters tall, with a bird's head and a human body, and two wings on its back, like an angel.

It was dressed in a golden robe, seemingly woven from some extraordinary silk, light as a feather, radiating a dazzling light.

It is a member of the Feathered People clan, and judging from its aura, it is also at the late stage of level seven.

"Runeterra has audacity! How dare they expel our Feathered People Island's envoy! Saint of the Flame Wolf, come out and see me!"

The parliament was completely silent.

Not long after, a man dressed in a red robe with fiery red hair descended from the sky.

The Flame Wolf Saint smiled and said:

"So it's Lord Raman. How have you been?"

He felt uneasy; Raman was the seventh prince of the Feathered People's Royal Palace.

His father was an eighth-level powerhouse, namely the Feather King Raphdeman.

After hearing that the Supreme Saint was going to confront the Three Realms and Four Regions in such a grand manner.

Even the Flame Wolf Saint was uncertain, fearing that powerful figures from the Three Realms and Four Regions would come to attack him.

Unexpectedly, only a month later, people from the Feathered People clan came.

After thinking for a moment, the Flame Wolf Saint said:

"Lord Raman, this Runeland has been the home of our human race since ancient times. Your Feathered People's envoys have repeatedly acted arrogantly and domineeringly on our territory. We have only driven them away and have not killed them. This is already more than enough."

Raman's expression turned cold.

"What do you mean? It seems that because of that damned Supreme Saint's bewitching, you think you can fight against us? You've grown wings, haven't you? Immediately abolish the Saint Council and smash those stupid academies, otherwise the Feathered People will officially send troops to the Rune Lands. Don't forget the old 'Seven Races Covenant'."

The Flame Wolf Saint laughed:

"You jest, sir. The Seven Races Alliance was signed by your own Three Realms and Four Lands. It has nothing to do with our Runelands, and you cannot interfere in our affairs. We are just trying to protect ourselves. After all, the Forbidden Zone of Giant Beasts has been waging war against us for decades, causing widespread suffering, starvation, and bloodshed. I'm sure you, Feathered People Island, have seen all of this."

Raman sneered:

"That forbidden zone of giant beasts violated the alliance, and our other races will certainly send troops. But this is not a reason for you to rebel. Hand over that Supreme Saint, and the other elders of your Saint Council can save their lives. Otherwise, Runeterra will regret it when the Sky Island army arrives."

The Flame Wolf Saint shook his head.

"Please leave, sir."

Raman laughed in exasperation and clapped his hands, saying:

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Since the Rune of the Iron is determined to fight us, then don't blame us for unleashing a massacre."

Raman's figure soared into the sky and disappeared.

The Flame Wolf Saint looked worried. The other Saints also came outside and sighed:

"A full-scale war with the Feathered People is about to break out. Our strength is no match for them. I wonder what the Celestial Venerable will do?"

Not long after.

The Council of Saints has declared that Runeterra is on full alert.

All cities and organizations must prepare to fight the Feathered People's army.

……

Central Saint Laurent.

East of the Sea of ​​the Heart.

Decades ago, the world underwent a dramatic change, and a divine mountain from outer space fell here.

The peaks and ridges stretch endlessly, seemingly without end.

A new crossroads was thus formed.

The appearance of the sacred mountain brought many resources, materials, and opportunities that the Saint Laurent continent had never had before.

It also brought with it an overwhelming horde of black beasts.

Apart from the forbidden zone for giant beasts, the other six alien races dispatched their respective armies and pioneering teams to explore and discover the sacred mountain, during which large-scale bloody conflicts inevitably occurred.

What began as minor skirmishes gradually escalated into a large-scale war that spanned the three realms and four lands.

Because of the Seven Races Covenant, the balance of the Three Realms and Four Lands has been maintained for a long time.

However, after such a long period of development, some giants are now far stronger than before.

They are bound to be dissatisfied with the original power structure and division of power.

Taking advantage of this battle for the sacred mountain, they want to expand their territory and gain more say.

Yumin Island Garrison.

A feathered man with a hooked nose stood with his hands behind his back, listening to his subordinate's report.

He is the eldest prince of the Feathered People clan, and currently possesses the strength of the early stage of level eight. However, he keeps it hidden, reserving it as the Feathered People clan's trump card. He is saving it for the future, to catch his competitors off guard.

"Heh, this Runeterra is trying to rebel while our Three Realms and Four Regions are in turmoil."

"It's nothing but a death throes. What kind of supreme saint is he? Even if he's a kingly saint, so what? Every time a kingly saint tries to rebel, he only causes severe damage to Runeterra, which will take thousands of years to recover. These inferior humans just like to think they're so clever."

"Pass down the order, have the second and third brothers each lead an elite Feathered People Heavenly Army to attack Rune Land. Our Feathered People race has been lying low for a long time, and now we no longer need to share the Saint Laurent Continent with other alien races. Take this opportunity to take Rune Land into our hands, turn all those rune masters into slaves, tattoo them with the Feathered Slave Mark, and exile them to this sacred mountain to fight."

……

Feathered People's Heavenly Island.

A giant island floating in the sky.

It stretches 30,000 li from east to west and 20,000 li from north to south, making it the most spectacular sight on the Saint Laurent continent.

The island is surrounded by clouds and mist, with celestial birds flitting around it, and waterfalls cascading down its edges onto the mainland.

From a distance, it looks like a white ribbon stretching across the sky.

The Feathered People have seven princes, each with exceptional skills.

The eldest prince is at level eight in the early stages.

The other six are also at the mid-to-late stage of level seven, or even at the peak.

Now, above the Sky Island, two battle groups composed of tens of thousands of elite Feathered People are arrayed in mid-air.

They were just getting started and were full of energy, possessing a confident demeanor.

The Feathered People are always high and mighty, not to mention their great strength.

Their level of wisdom and civilization is also higher than the average level of Saint Laurent.

Therefore, they liked to refer to other ethnic groups as barbarians.

The Feathered People are all skilled in wind-based magic.

They call it the "Divine Wind Technique" and even call themselves the "Celestial Race".

The second and third princes, who were at the forefront, were at the peak of level seven and at the late stage of level seven, respectively. Such an elite battle group could rival the ace battle groups of top-tier wizarding organizations.

This expedition, which will surely conquer the Rune Lands, will not be difficult.

The second prince wore golden silk armor, golden scale boots, and held a golden spear.

It said:

"Runeterra has driven out our Feathered People's envoys and openly defied us. My father has ordered an expedition to Runeterra to completely incorporate it into our Feathered People's territory!"

The Feathered Warriors raised their weapons, their momentum soaring to the heavens.

"The Celestial Race is invincible!"

"Crush the barbarians!"

The second prince laughed and said:

With such elite troops and capable generals, this runic land can be conquered in a month!

The third prince said:

"However, we still need to be careful of that suddenly appearing Supreme Saint. This person is suspected to be at the eighth level and can easily kill a late-stage seventh-level black beast."

The second prince said:

"It's alright. I've already borrowed one of the clan's two treasures, the [Wind Annihilation of a Realm], from my father. This treasure once slew the former King of Power Saint. What harm is there in slaying another one?"

The third prince was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Then it should be a sure thing."

The second prince shouted:

"All troops, attack!"

The winged soldiers stirred up a whirlwind and flew out with a whooshing sound.

They had barely begun their operation when they saw a black-armored swordsman ahead.

He walked through the air, step by step, exuding an invisible aura that only comes from years of killing.

This imposing aura made the Yumin Heavenly Soldiers feel as if they were facing a massive army.

They even had the illusion that the black-armored swordsman had killed more creatures than they had.

After killing countless demons, black beasts, and nightmare creatures.

Unbeknownst to Li Wei, he was already surrounded by malevolent energy.

Combined with his immortal armor burning with black flames and his scarlet cloak.

He was like a world-destroying demon king, giving people a terrifying sense of oppression.

Before he even made a move, the two armies, and the princes who had just been so confident, involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

The second prince said:

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the sacred land of the Feathered People!"

The third prince said:

"Second brother, he... he seems to be the Supreme Saint."

The second prince's expression changed drastically.

"What? He actually dared to come knocking on our door? And alone?"

It confirmed again and again that there was only that black-armored swordsman in the world ahead.

Has he gone mad? Venturing alone through the Three Realms and Four Regions!

Even a supreme monarch wouldn't dare do that.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, this Supreme Saint doesn't have the aura of an eighth-level expert at all.

He was only at the late stage of level seven; even if he was strong, he was no match for their army.

Moreover, deep within the Feathered People's Holy Land, there is also her father, who possesses the strength of an eighth-level cultivator, in seclusion.

He came alone, either because he was highly skilled and daring, or because he was courting death!

The second prince felt reassured.

With its limited understanding, it could never have imagined it.

The man before me could kill ten level-eight demons single-handedly.

Furthermore, they are elite legions that can single-handedly annihilate demons time and time again on the magnificent battlefield of bloody battles.

One person has caused headaches even for a super civilization like the Abyss.

They even went so far as to send out a large force, splitting into two groups, to attack his summoned creatures.

However, the menacing aura emanating from this person did indeed make the second prince serious.

Just to be on the safe side, a black bead appeared in its palm, radiating a vast aura.

The bead is translucent, and there is a small world inside it.

Wisps of black energy swirled within the bead like black snakes.

This is one of the two great treasures of the Feathered Race, 【Wind Annihilates a Realm】.

Legend has it that this extraordinary treasure was found by the first King of Feathers during his travels on the continent of Saint Laurent, at a newly formed intersection, and it contains a world of its own.

This realm is filled with a black, alien wind, known as the "Destruction Black Wind".

This wind is extremely powerful and vicious; wherever it passes, everything is destroyed, and only an eighth-level expert can resist it.

Simply by reciting the incantation, you can capture your enemies.

Even an eighth-level expert would be in danger if they couldn't escape in time.

It too will inevitably be blown to pieces, its soul scattered and its spirit dispersed.

Upon seeing this family heirloom, the second prince immediately felt empowered again.

However, considering that the other party was indeed extraordinary, it did not attack directly, but said:

"Supreme Saint, your strength is remarkable. King Yu is a ruler who cherishes talent. If you are willing to submit to us, it is not impossible for you to take control of the Rune Land."

It felt that since this person was inciting a rebellion in Runeterra, he was simply after something in return.

If they could be directly recruited into the government, it would definitely be better than killing them.

When they are no longer needed, the king can simply order their execution.

The third prince trembled uncontrollably as he watched the black-armored swordsman approach.

"Second brother, this man is extremely ruthless. Let's make our move quickly."

The black-armored swordsman said:

"You two are too weak. Go and summon the Feather King. I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Li Wei's visit this time was surely intended to recruit the Yu people.

Therefore, he didn't want to kill too much; it wasn't necessary.

The alien races are not demons after all; if they were demons, Li Wei would have already started a massacre.

The second prince blushed with embarrassment and angrily said:

"Such arrogance! Form ranks!"

At its command, the celestial soldiers of the Feathered People formed a well-trained army and surrounded Li Wei.

Li Wei said:

"Go and summon the King of Feathers."

The second prince said:

"Do it, Third Brother!"

In the blink of an eye, a fierce wind swept across the land for dozens of miles, and countless wind blades hurtled towards Li Wei.

The third brother held a long sword, and wind elemental sword energy shot out!

"kill!"

"kill!"

All around were the Feathered People and Heavenly Soldiers.

Li Wei had long been used to it.

"It seems we still need to make an example of someone to deter others, otherwise things will be difficult to get done."

He snapped his fingers.

"Wan Longsheng!"

"The Shadow Dragons!"

"The Spirit of Maiar!"

It was just one person a moment ago.

In an instant, a vast army suddenly appeared behind him.

Those shadows were all menacing, and countless demons had died at their hands.

The most terrifying were the nine towering, thousand-meter-tall demonic figures that stretched across the heavens and earth, radiating an aura of level seven. They were all hideous demons.

Li Wei called them the "Nine Demon Generals".

These level seven demonic shadows will surely follow me for a long time and will not be easily destroyed.

So he also gave himself some simple names.

When the number increases, it can be changed to ten generals, one hundred generals...

Once these nine demon generals made their move, the battlefield became a one-sided massacre.

Not to mention the four mid-stage level 7 spirit weapons, including the Spirit of Maiar.

"What is it?"

The two princes looked shocked.

They understand summoning spells, but they cannot imagine summoning so many.

Li Wei moved swiftly and arrived in front of the second prince.

The prince immediately unleashed the [Wind Annihilates a Realm] technique.

Before it could even chant the incantation, it subdued Livi.

Suddenly I realized I couldn't move.

But then the sky shattered, and a nine-colored emperor, three thousand meters tall, descended with a roar.

Absolutely freezing point!

Li Wei calmly took the unusual-looking treasure.

"Thank you, you're a very nice person."

He struck out with his palm, and the second prince flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Its golden silk leather armor was also a level seven rare treasure, which did manage to defend against Li Wei.

However, the lingering effects still caused its internal organs to churn violently.

The third prince's longsword came down, but Li Wei caught it with his bare hands.

With a sudden exertion, the third prince was involuntarily propelled toward Li Wei.

It quickly released the level-seven rare treasure sword and turned to run away.

Li Wei was impressed by the wealth of the Feathered People; in a short while, he acquired three rare treasures.

"A silver mountain falls from the sky!"

The mountains surrounding the mortal world encircled the three princes.

Li Wei unleashed a punch, sending the Third Prince crashing into the mountainside; he was already half-dead.

Level 7 late game, too weak.

He looked at the second prince, who was terrified, and said:

"If you want the Feathered People soldiers to live, stop right now."

The second prince was terrified.

It doesn't understand why, even though they're all at level seven, there's such a big difference between them.

In terms of artistic merit, it is slightly superior.

It felt that even if it were to face its father, it could put up a fight.

But it was powerless to fight back against this person.

"Stop! Everyone stop!"

The second prince quickly replied.

On the battlefield, thousands of soldiers had already died in a short time.

This is a one-sided battle.

Li Wei played with the exotic treasure in his hand.

"Now go and invite the King of Feathers."

At this point, the second prince finally obeyed.

"it is good."

It transformed into a ray of light and disappeared into the horizon.

"This person is definitely not level seven, but level eight, he's just concealing his aura."

"My Feathered People clan has two level eight members, one is my father, and the other is my elder brother. It's a pity that my elder brother is fighting outside, otherwise, if they joined forces, they could still defeat this person."

Regardless, its only option now is to go to its father.

Li Wei sat upright on a cloud, and the shadows all disappeared behind him.

He summoned the third prince and asked:

Tell me the names, functions, and usage methods of these three rare treasures.

He could study it himself, but that would be a waste of time.

The third prince dared not disobey, so he could only use delaying tactics and inform him of everything.

"This bead is an eighth-level rare treasure, the [Wind Annihilates a Realm]; this longsword is a seventh-level rare treasure, the [Wind Slaughter Sword]; and this golden silk armor is a seventh-level rare treasure, the [Golden Silkworm Armor]..."

Li Wei was in a good mood.

Even a single rare treasure would have made his trip worthwhile.

Especially the Wind Annihilation Realm, this bead is the same as the previous [Ice Sea Bead].

It contains a broken plane, but the plane's will has dissipated.

Li Wei planned to use it himself first.

Once he was strong enough and no longer needed this treasure, he refined the [Destruction Black Wind] within it.

Once the Black Wind of Destruction is gone, this extraordinary treasure will be useless.

If Mana were to refine the shattered planes within, her strength should be able to advance even further.

After putting away the rare treasure, not long after, an eighth-level aura came rushing in with great force.

The newcomer was a winged person wearing golden armor, standing ten meters tall, and possessing golden wings.

It is the king of the Feathered People, the King of Feathers!

It has been nearly a thousand years since it advanced to the early stage of level eight, and it is not far from the middle stage of level eight.

The King of Feathers looked displeased.

"You've killed so many of my people, yet you dare to stay here so nonchalantly. It seems you're very confident in your strength."

Li Weidao:

"The Feather King launched an attack on our human race's Runelands without a second thought. What a show of power!"

The King of Feathers laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, has always been the way it has been. You're probably not from this world, are you? You want to stand up for Runeterra?"

It was an eighth-level expert, and not stupid; it could tell that Li Wei was not an ordinary rune saint.

This reminds me of the group of outsiders who wreaked havoc on the Saint Laurent continent seven hundred years ago.

It already knew the answer in its heart.

Li Weidao:

"Yes, I want the Feather King to withdraw his troops and promise that he will never invade Runeterra again."

The King of Feathers exudes an imposing aura.

"Even if you are powerful and have special abilities, we are at most evenly matched. I am not afraid of you. Leave now. I do not want to fight today."

Li Wei stood up and drew his greatsword.

"Then let's see who's the best."

These natives, used to their arrogance on the Saint Laurent continent, had given up on any illusions Li Wei had.

With a flap of its golden wings, the King of Feathers traversed an infinite distance in an instant, its wings transforming into spinning blades, the magnificent golden light cleaving through everything!

The Nine-Colored Emperor emerged from behind Li Wei, unleashing his imperial sword to contend with the blade light!

Sparks flew, the void trembled, and energy dissipated into the aerial islands below.

The level 8 combat shockwave caused the island to tremble slightly.

The King of Feathers was surprised to see that his opponent had met his attack head-on.

"I've got a brush, let's see how long you can keep this up!"

Li Wei and the King of Feathers fought freely across the land.

The King of Feathers was incredibly fast, and a whirlwind domain spanning a hundred miles surrounded him.

Within it, countless wind blades sliced ​​through everything, annihilating all things.

However, Li Wei's Golden Dragon was already at the late stage of level seven, and its defensive capabilities were extremely abnormal.

With the Emperor's protective force field fully activated, Li Wei was able to directly engage in combat with his opponent within the domain.

With his indestructible body and the Undying Divine Realm, Li Wei stood like a god or demon in the center of the storm.

The powerful innate spells and elemental soul spells kept the Feather King busy.

Fortunately, the Feather King's golden armor is the clan's treasure, the Golden Wind Jade Armor.

Both being level eight rare treasures, they possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities, which is why they were able to withstand Li Wei's attacks.

With two level eight fighters engaged in combat, no one else dared to get involved.

Both Li Wei and the King of Feathers are exceptionally strong, and it will be difficult to determine a winner in a short period of time.

The second prince immediately told his elder brother, who was far away on Mount Shen, about the matter.

"What? The Supreme Saint has single-handedly fought his way to Heavenly Island? And is currently engaged in a fierce battle with my father?"

Ignoring the battle at the front, it immediately took a few powerful warriors and hurriedly left.

The figures of Li Wei and the King of Feathers crisscrossed the skies above the islands spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Wherever it went, the earth collapsed and mountains crumbled, and the winds and clouds changed drastically, causing the winged peoples to flee in panic.

This was his hometown, and although the Feather King felt somewhat powerless, he dared not flee alone.

As dusk fell, the Feather King was completely exhausted.

Li Wei sensed that its speed was getting slower and its force was getting weaker.

boom!

Accompanied by a world-destroying punch!

The Feather King, along with his armor, was blasted into the island below.

Click.

A cracked area, spanning hundreds of miles, appeared on the island.

The pit in the center is bottomless.

The King of Feathers lay sprawled out in the center of the pit.

The golden armor itself was fine, but the problem was that it couldn't withstand the pressure.

In fact, if it weren't for the armor's effectiveness, it wouldn't have lasted this long.

As the strongest clan treasure of the Feathered People, it has protected it from countless injuries.

Unfortunately, armor is not a panacea.

There will always be lingering effects of an attack that cannot be dispelled.

As the damage accumulated, the Feather King's internal forces were already severely weakened.

Its internal organs are shattered, its bones and blood vessels burst, its very essence is damaged, and it is further corroded by scarlet toxins, black lightning, and blue flames, preventing its wounds from healing. Its strength lies in speed and lethality, but its physical constitution is weak.

The Feather King stared blankly at the unharmed black-armored swordsman before him.

Its attacks have repeatedly caused fatal injuries, and on one occasion it even blew out the opponent's head and punctured its heart.

Even so, the other side still didn't die.

This is a person without any weaknesses.

His body is no longer like that of a normal life form.

Those organs and such are of little significance to him.

"Monster...monster."

The King of Feathers murmured, closed his eyes, and awaited death.

Li Wei said:

"Do you want to live? I have no intention of exterminating your Feathered People."

As he spoke, a powerful level eight aura suddenly surged forth, rewarding the island.

"You audacious madman!"

It was the eldest prince, wielding a large golden sword, who suddenly slashed at Li Wei!

The King of Feathers' expression changed, and he shouted loudly.

"Rade! Stop! You're no match for him!"

The Nine-Colored Emperor appeared, raising a giant golden shield to block the eldest prince's attack.

The eldest prince stopped and looked at his dying father, calming himself down.

"Father……"

Having just advanced to level eight, it naturally knew just how powerful its father was.

Even the father was no match for this person, so it's highly likely that it isn't either.

The eldest prince asked:

"What do you want to do?"

Li Weidao:

"I told you, I want you to withdraw your troops, never invade Runeterra again, and obey my orders, or your race will be wiped out."

With a wave of his hand, ten thousand Shadow Dragons appeared behind him, their murderous aura soaring to the sky!

"Believe me, I have the ability to do all of this."

The eldest prince said:

"You want our Feathered People to submit to you? That's impossible!"

The King of Feathers coughed and said:

"Shut up, Rad, just say less."

It was genuinely afraid that the eldest prince would anger that evil star, and then the other party would exterminate the Feathered People.

Having fought Li Wei for a whole day, the Feather King knew all too well how terrifying this man was.

This is the immortal, tireless demon king of slaughter.

No wonder he could, with his late-stage level 7 physique, venture alone into the Feathered People's Holy Land.

The eldest prince felt disheartened seeing his arrogant and domineering father's attitude.

Just how powerful is this supreme saint? That he could have left my father so disheartened.

The King of Feathers sighed:

"We can make that promise."

Li Weidao:

"You must immediately summon all level six and above experts of the Feathered People clan to this place."

The eldest prince looked at his father, and King Yu said:

"Go and call everyone here."

Around the large pit.

One after another, level six powerhouses arrived, many of them still unaware of what had happened.

Seeing the Feather King lying on the ground like a dead dog, I was deeply shocked.

"What's wrong with our king?"

"Who did this?"

Thirty-seven level six individuals and nine level seven individuals have all come here.

Seven of them are children of the Feather King.

Li Wei thought to himself that this old man wasn't very strong, but he was quite good at fathering children.

The seventh prince, who had once made a harsh statement at the Council of Saints, was among them.

The Way of the Feather King:

"From this moment forward, the Feathered People shall no longer attack the Rune Lands, and shall not disobey any orders received from the Supreme Saints."

The seventh prince, Raman, said with dissatisfaction:

"Father! The humans of Runeterra have driven out our envoys..."

Before it could finish speaking, it was slapped away by the eldest prince.

"Don't interrupt when your father is speaking."

After the Feather King finished speaking, all the powerful Feather Clan members fell silent.

They now understood that this king had actually lost to that black-armored swordsman and accepted his humiliating terms. The humiliation they had inflicted on Runeterra was now theirs to bear.

Behind Li Wei, a colossal blue sword that reached the heavens and the earth appeared—the Sword of Oath.

He said:

"To ensure that everyone keeps their word, everyone must swear an oath here, and if they break it, may they be struck down by heaven and earth."

These alien races are currently under his coercion, but if he changes his mind during this hundred-year period, the Rune Lands will still be at risk.

As long as all their current level six and above powerhouses are restrained, the rest will be no threat. Not many new powerhouses will emerge in the next hundred years.

The Feather King and the First Prince also swore an oath. They were both level eight powerhouses, and the binding force of the Oath Sword was not great, but with Li Wei's battle today, the effect was sufficient.

Seeing that they had to swear an oath before the sword of oath, the powerful alien warriors dared not speak out against their anger.

The King of Feathers took the lead in swearing an oath, and then said:

"Swear an oath, just as I said, the strong prey on the weak. We are inferior to others and have fallen to this state, but it is worse than our clan being wiped out."

The eldest prince looked grim; he desperately wanted to rebel.

But seeing her father's miserable state, she held back her tears.

Then, everyone took an oath on it.

The sword of oath flew out beams of light and entered their bodies.

This is a level nine rare treasure; the consequences of violating it are very serious.

The reason why there are so few internal traitors or betrayals in the large organization that Li Wei manages is that...

The Sword of Oath played an indispensable role.

In this way, he has already solved one of the problems in the Three Realms and Four Lands.

The Feathered People are among the strongest, so dealing with the others will be much easier for them.

The power of the Death Dragon surged from Li Wei's palm and was sent into the body of the Feather King.

Its severe internal injuries are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before long, he recovered half his life and Li Wei stopped moving.

He said calmly:

"I can destroy you, or I can make you. I hope you'll think twice."

"By the way, can I borrow this armor?"

The golden armor's defensive capabilities were so strong that even Li Wei was somewhat envious.

The Feather King reluctantly removed his armor and handed it to Li Wei.

The Feathered People clan only had two treasured artifacts, and now they're both gone.

Li Wei checked the storage items of the powerful individuals one by one.

In the end, he reaped a great harvest from the Feather King and the princes, taking whatever was useful to him without hesitation.

The powerful Yu Min had a look of pure joy on his face, but he was also incredibly humiliated.

"Consider this your apology to Runeterra. As long as you behave well in the future, we will let bygones be bygones."

After saying that, he left.

King Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Li Wei leave.

The eldest prince said:

"Father, what should we do next?"

The Way of the Feather King:

"You continue to preside over the sacred mountain and act as if nothing happened. This matter must not be publicized. Keep it a secret. This person has an extraordinary background and unpredictable strength. He should be a powerful figure among the wizards of the outside world. In the present world of Saint Laurent, he should be unmatched. Do not confront him head-on. Remember... it is better to live a miserable life than to die."

……

Runeterra.

At the round table of the Council of Saints, the saints were still worrying.

"What should we do? According to our scouts, the Feathered People are about to launch an attack on Runeterra."

"Why don't we ask the Flame Kingdom for help? The Flame Clan has always treated us quite well."

"Don't panic. Since the Celestial Venerable is doing this, he must have his reasons."

As they were discussing, a black-armored swordsman walked in.

"The Feathered People have retreated."

[P.S.: There was an error in Chapter 477; the Scarlet Slave quota was used up, not that there was only one left. This has been corrected.]

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