Wizard: Grinding experience starting with Knight's Breathing Technique

Chapter 594 The Seven Calamities Ancient Clan! The Sovereign's Heart Returns! (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Two years later.

Nora calendar year 1722, Blood War year 1610.

Forgotten Land, World of Black Gold.

As one of the few resource-rich areas, this place has been a strategic location fought over by military strategists since ancient times. A thousand years ago, the Blackscale Clan swept across the land and acquired ownership of the mines.

However, not long after, the Crimson Scale Clan also moved to the Forgotten Land. These two clans were inherently incompatible and could not coexist. Their ancestors had also had some grudges, which accumulated over generations.

Hatred reached its peak in the Black Gold World, erupting like a volcano. Thus began the millennia-long Black Gold War, with generations of clansmen fighting each other to this day.

On the battlefield, both races deployed over a hundred level six or higher powerhouses, and their commanders-in-chief were all level nine powerhouses. The number of lower-ranking Scale Clan members was countless.

This scale of warfare is already top-tier in the Forgotten Lands.

The world of black gold was divided in two: one side was barren land stretching for thousands of miles, and the other side was filled with raging black water. The collision in the center produced a towering white mist that filled the sky, forming a natural boundary.

On this day, for some reason, another major battle broke out, and the battlefield was filled with the sounds of fighting. The level nine Black Scale Clan and the level nine Red Scale Clan sometimes clashed with each other, sometimes with fire and water, making it a fierce battle.

Black Ghost Nix and Red Ghost Rex are the two pinnacles of the Black Gold Battlefield and leaders of their respective races, both possessing mid-level ninth-grade cultivation.

The two were evenly matched, fighting for a thousand years without a clear victor; today he wins, tomorrow you win. But this time, the Red Demon was exceptionally confident.

It looked at its old rival, with whom it had spent every day, and urged him to surrender: "Admit defeat, black devil. This feud that has lasted for 100,000 years should come to an end."

The black man sneered:

"It's time to end this. We discovered this black gold mine, so get out!"

Red Ghost snapped his fingers.

"Heh, oblivious to your impending doom... Red Dog, come out."

Flames flowed across the land, outlining a giant magic circle spanning hundreds of miles. A giant red-haired dog emerged, standing tens of thousands of feet tall and exuding the aura of an early-stage level nine.

Legendary creature: Crimson Demon Mastiff. This large dog resembles a Tibetan Mastiff, with thick, powerful limbs comparable to a golden lion, and drool dripping from its mouth.

"Woof woof woof!"

The demonic mastiff transformed into a streak of crimson light, lunging towards the black demon, engulfing it in a thousand miles of crimson flames.

The black man's expression changed slightly.

"No wonder you're so confident, having actually tamed such a legendary beast... It's just a pity that after fighting for a thousand years, even your wife doesn't understand you as well as I do. I noticed you haven't shown up for a year, so I knew you were looking for your trump card. How could I not be on guard?"

A dark figure appeared out of nowhere, delivering a punch to the red dog's chest. The giant mastiff, in pain, was sent flying backward. It was a strange being with an exceptionally robust build, covered in bluish-black scales, and who also wielded the power of feng shui. Its gaze was fierce, its blood-red eyes fixed on the red dog, utterly bloodthirsty, seemingly devoid of any reason.

Upon seeing this, the Red Demon's expression changed drastically: "Black Demon, are you insane? Your Black Scale Clan is secretly cultivating the [Forbidden Scale Clan]!"

What the world doesn't know is that the Black Scale and Red Scale tribes were actually one family long ago.

In ancient times, there was a race in the multiverse whose power was so great that it ranked among the top ten in the entire universe. That race was the Seven Calamities Ancient Race.

Also known as the "Seven-Colored Scale Clan".

Although the ancient races were not as born powerful as the giants, their physical bodies were still extraordinary. They were born with control over at least one elemental power.

The fewer types of elemental power one masters, the faster one grows. Conversely, the more types one masters, the slower one grows, but one is rarely matched within the same realm and can fight ten opponents at once.

When the Seven Calamities Ancient Clan was at its peak, the wizarding civilization was still in its primitive, ancient days, far inferior to the Scaled Clan. The Ancient Clan, on the other hand, established the powerful Seven-Colored Empire.

At that time, the Seven Color Empire had many level nine powerhouses, hundreds of them... But strangely, with so many level nine powerhouses, they just couldn't produce any level ten powerhouses. Other civilizations would have at least ten or more level ten powerhouses.

Therefore, despite having numerous powerful mid-to-high-level individuals, this race has never been able to be considered a top-tier race; otherwise, it should have been able to become a civilization second only to the Giant Empire. Until one day, a formidable individual was born.

That is the 9th generation [Seven Calamities Lord Monks]. He was born with the ability to control the energy of earth, fire, wind and water, and was initially considered to be a [naturally useless body].

Similar to wizards, mastering too many factions simultaneously inevitably slows down one's growth and cultivation. The difference is that wizards, the children of chaos, can actively choose to specialize in one or more elements, while ancient races, if born with four elements, can only passively accept them and have no way to specialize.

The ancient races' growth rate was inherently far slower than that of wizards. Even if they only mastered a single element, their growth rate, if compared to wizards, would only be at the level of dual-element affinity. They were incomparable to the elemental children of wizards.

The difficulty of being born with a weak body is unimaginable.

As a formidable individual, Monks naturally breaks the mold. Although he has poor talent, he is extremely hardworking, kind to others, and has good luck and popularity.

Although its cultivation is slow, it always manages to break through to a higher realm near the end of its lifespan, sometimes with the help of a benefactor, and sometimes with a stroke of good fortune.

And so, it actually reached the ninth level for the first time ever, and finally broke through the shackles to become the first and last tenth-level powerhouse of the Seven Calamities Ancient Clan.

After reaching level ten, Monks merged earth, fire, wind, and water into one, mastering the power of chaos and expanding the power of lightning, metal, and frost, thus becoming an unprecedented master of seven energy elements, calling himself: [Seven Calamities God Lord], also known as "Seven-Colored Scale Lord".

After reaching level ten, the Seven-Colored Scale Master became one of the best among level ten experts. Apart from the top experts of the Giant Empire, he was already a giant-level existence.

Its physical strength rivaled that of giants, and it also wielded seven types of magic. At the time, many people were optimistic that it would ascend to the highest level.

Unfortunately, fate is cruel; the Seven-Colored Scale Lord perished not long after reaching level ten. At that time, the Four Chaos Evil Gods were wreaking havoc in the Seven-Colored Empire. It fought against the four alone, displaying unparalleled strength, and contended with the four mid-level gods for a long time, but unfortunately, it was still defeated and died.

It seems that Monks used up all the luck of the Seven-Colored Scale Clan. After that, the clan could no longer produce level 10 experts and was targeted by the Lord of Chaos. After a long evolution, it gradually split into seven clans, which are the current Lin Clan.

The Lin race, nowadays, possesses mastery of a single element and boasts impressive individual talents. Therefore, despite their smaller population, the proportion of level six powerhouses far exceeds that of wizards. Their average individual strength is also among the upper echelons of all races.

Their biggest problem is that they cannot produce a level 10 civilization. Therefore, no matter how strong your lower and middle levels are, you cannot be considered a large-scale civilization.

They are powerless against the astral plane or other evil forces, and can only passively go into exile, unable to settle down or develop.

Some say that because the Seven-Colored Scale Lord touched the authority of Chaos and threatened the status of the Chaos Wasteland, the Star Boundary had to suppress him.

The civilization of the Seven-Colored Scales Lord does not have a top-tier powerhouse like Amon to back them up; if the Lord of Chaos wanted to, he could destroy it in an instant.

The seven great Lin clans of later generations never gave up trying to merge and return to the glorious days of the Seven Calamities Ancient Clan. However, the more they merged, the more problems arose.

They will either lose their rationality and become insane, or completely lose their extraordinary bloodline and contaminate the existing Lin clan bloodline in return.

Over time, this behavior became a "taboo".

Seeing that this strange person simultaneously controlled feng shui, was bloodthirsty and irrational, clearly a hybrid of the Azure Scale Clan, the Red Demon quickly retreated: "You... your Black Scale Clan is truly insane, resorting to any means necessary."

The black man said coldly, "The world's affairs, after a long period of unity, will inevitably divide, and after a long period of division, will inevitably unite. Times have changed. Look at the Seven Calamities Ancient Clan of the past, what have they become now? And look at the wizard civilization, which has long since surpassed us."

"Nonsense! Even if we return to the ancient races, do you think the Star Realm will accept us? The Lord of Chaos has been watching us all along!" said the Red Ghost.

"Hmph, that's better than doing nothing!"

"Do nothing, and you'll never make a mistake!"

"Aim only for perfection, don't even think about making progress!"

"What's the use of progress? In the end, even if another Seven-Colored Qilin Lord comes along, won't he still be killed by the Lord of Chaos? It's all in vain. At least we're all still alive now."

"It's like playing music to a cow; let's settle this today! You are unworthy to lead the Crimson Scale Clan!"

The clash of four ninth-level powerhouses was earth-shattering, causing the Black Gold Great World to tremble, until a silver spaceship appeared in the void, its hatch opening. A handsome figure in black armor stepped out, cracking sunflower seeds and waving with a smile:

"You two have been fighting for a thousand years. Why don't you stop fighting and give me some face by sitting down and talking? You won't kill anyone by fighting like this."

The black man and the red man turned their heads at the same time:

"none of your business?!"

The two continued fighting, but as the fight went on, one of them sensed something was off about the other person; it was as if he'd seen him somewhere before…

Grass, that's the Lord of Twilight Palace!

He's that powerful figure who reversed the odds at level eight and level nine, and level nine and level ten, and who was chased by countless strong people in multiple dimensions, yet remained unharmed!

The two immediately stopped fighting, exchanged a glance, and stood frozen in place. After a moment of silence, the red ghost spoke up and asked, "Greetings, Lord of Twilight Palace. However, this is a private matter of our clan."

Li Wei shook his head and smiled:

"This is indeed your private matter, but can you solve the problem with your current tactics? Now, four of the Seven-Scaled Clan reside in Nora, and their development momentum is far greater than before."

The Azure Scale Clan, the Green Scale Clan, and the White Scale Clan each have two level-nine powerhouses. The Green Scale Clan's leader, the Star Ripper, is already in the late stage of level nine and is expected to reach level ten in the future. Our myriad races are already in decline; what's the point of fighting each other?

Besides, the Black Gold World is such a tiny place, with less than one ten-thousandth of Nora's resources. Is it worth sacrificing so many of your people's lives?

Instead of wasting your energy, you might as well come back to Nora with me. To be honest, I'm currently working to save all the Seven-Scaled races across the multiverse.

It is all so that one day, we can restore the name of the Seven Calamities Ancient Clan and allow you to produce level 10 or even level 11 powerhouses.

Can't you see it yet? The reason the Seven-Colored Scale Clan hasn't developed isn't because you're stupid or lazy... it's because the high and mighty Lord of Chaos doesn't want you to rise. The reason the Seven-Colored Scale Lord died was because the Lord of Chaos worried that it was too powerful and would one day covet its Chaos Godhood.

If the problem isn't addressed at its root, you'll forever remain a marginalized group in this multiverse, destined to fight tooth and nail and scheme against each other for meager resources.

The reason why your Seven-Colored Scale Clan is fighting each other might also be a conspiracy of the Lord of Chaos. If this continues, it will only benefit him... You all need to distinguish between the primary contradiction and the secondary contradiction.

If you ask me, let's fight our way up to the Star Realm, wipe out those parasites from the multiverse, end the history of the gods, and create our own legend!

Li Wei's words silenced the Red Demon, the Black Demon, and all the warriors of both races... They had been fighting blindly for so long, hating their own kind to the bone, and it seemed they were indeed about to forget the old stories and grudges of ancient times.

Yes, the culprit is the Lord of Chaos! If it weren't for him, it might not have been the Giant Empire that unified the multiverse, but their Seven-Colored Empire!

What's going on here? It's such a simple truth, why are they only understanding it now? Is the astral plane pulling the strings behind the scenes?

"Stop fighting, everyone!"

"Stop hitting him!"

The two powerful figures called a halt to the war.

They looked at Levi, who simply stood with his arms crossed and said calmly, "I'm here to take you back to Nora, but I won't force you; it's entirely up to you."

If they agree, that would be best.

If that doesn't work... then knock them all out and take them away, then use Nightfall Beads and Nightmare Spells to make them forget what they just said.

"My lord, we...we are willing to go."

Red Demon spoke first, breaking the silence.

Seeing his old rival about to leave, Blackie thought for a moment and said, "My lord, I'll go too. To restore the glory of our ancient clan, not a single one can be missing!"

"Alright, isn't that a perfect solution? Let's go, you two."

A month later, all the procedures were completed, and the silver spaceship carried another ship full of Lin Clan members and flew into the distance. After boarding, Red Ghost and Black Ghost were dumbfounded.

Dozens of giants with level nine auras and four with level ten auras exuded the primal aura of ancient times, their breaths turning into wind and thunder, and their hands reaching out to pluck stars from the sky.

"Why are there so many giants?"

"Yes, are we still dreaming?"

What year is it tonight?

"It's fake, isn't it?"

A group of tiny scaly creatures stared at the giants.

The Fire Giant King opened his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

……

Three years later.

Nora calendar year 1725, Blood War year 1613.

Ancient Banyan Tree Wonderland.

At the round table at dusk, Li Wei turned off the projector screen with Elena. Ninety years had passed since his departure, and from their conversation, he learned that Nora and the Ancient Dragon Continent had undergone many changes, truly changing every year.

To put it broadly...

Nora has merged over 20,000 planes, with numerous new continents scattered throughout, all connected by land bridges, facilitating extremely convenient communication. The Stargate project is also progressing smoothly, linking many distant worlds and key military locations.

Having recently slain six Nightmare Lords and hundreds of millions of Nightmare Creatures, providing an unimaginable amount of biological materials, the Council is now, under the leadership of the Daydreamer, crafting a powerful artifact specifically designed to counter the Nightmare Lords.

Code name: [Dream Stealing Project].

Furthermore, the biggest beneficiaries of this nightmare invasion are undoubtedly the Dream School, which has seen the birth of three more great wizards and even more elemental wizards in the past century.

To put it simply...

The Dream School of the Ancient Dragon Continent has also made rapid progress, with more than twenty Yuanhun Wizards, a significant increase compared to previous years!

The knights with perception abilities in the Twilight Temple also benefited from the version update, with level six powerhouses emerging one after another. The Thousand Illusion Knight advanced to the late stage of level seven, and she planned to try to evolve again before reaching level nine and reach the pinnacle of power.

Furthermore, the Twilight Temple has also established a strategic partnership with the Beast Taming Continent, complementing each other through their existing biological resources and technologies. The Thousand Illusion Knights obtained a considerable amount of bloodline essence from the First Beast Tamer of the Beast Emperor, the [Illusion Beast].

The mythical beasts were no longer the main combat beasts, and since the bloodletting was only a reasonable amount that did not harm their essence, the cooperation went very smoothly.

A beast tamer would never do anything that harms the very essence of a beast tamer... such as taking the eyes of a four-eyed shrimp dragon.

In other aspects, the Golden Lion Knight has advanced to level eight, which means that all the older generation of knights are now at level eight and moving towards level nine. The Fire Dragon Knight, a freak with such a focused and exceptional talent, has even advanced to the late stage of level eight and is expected to reach level nine before he turns 2500.

At that time, Li Wei will not be too lonely in the Six Holy Heavens.

Of course, the luckiest one was Duke Lumon. He acquired a considerable amount of treasured Light Saint Ancient Dragon bloodline essence from the Beast Emperor, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. In less than two hundred years, he had advanced to the sixth level and reached the late stage.

Even disregarding his legendary reincarnation, he is still a top-tier genius with exceptional knightly talent, not much inferior to the Fire Dragon Knight.

Among the eighteen riders, the Silver Dragon Knight relinquished his position to the Dragonflame Knight, Rayron. Rayron, now at the mid-stage of level seven, was not weak; he simply wanted to step down from the front lines and give the opportunity to such a rising star, using his reputation to recruit members for the organization.

After leaving the Round Table, he settled into a peaceful life with his wife and children, working hard to ensure the continuation of the Silver Dragon family. He nurtured his descendants, hoping they could further advance the Silver Dragon bloodline and create a new mythical bloodline!

In addition, the complete "Yuanhun Refining Treasure Method" was also conquered by the treasure forging team formed by Duke Lumeng and the Holy Infant, and passed on to Li Wei.

He refined the Seven Calamities Pearl according to this method, nurturing it with his primordial spirit. A month later, he sensed a faint spiritual presence being born within the pearl.

It seemed to come alive, absorbing and releasing elemental power within Li Wei's mind, roaming freely. Before long, a dark cloud appeared in the Ancient Banyan Wonderland.

This power is no less than a level nine calamity.

"The advancement of a rare treasure refined using the Yuanhun Refining Technique actually requires overcoming tribulations. Could it be that, in the eyes of the Dark Land, this is considered some kind of living being?"

Li Wei seemed to be deep in thought.

"If it continues to grow, will it eventually become a real living being with its precious body, capable of fighting independently? That would be interesting."

The Seven Calamities were far more powerful than ordinary level nine calamities, with seven different elemental calamities appearing, roughly equivalent to when Li Wei first advanced to the rank of Grand Wizard. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Wei threw various rare level nine ores and materials into the calamities.

Before long, these materials transformed into a colorful torrent, which was swallowed up by the Seven Calamities Pearl like a whale absorbing the sea. The pearl became more and more rounded, radiating divine light.

Eighty-one days later, the calamity completely dissipated, and the original Seven Calamity Pearls changed drastically, transforming into a small, seven-inch-tall phantom.

Its appearance was somewhat similar to Li Wei's, and it looked at him with curious eyes. A sense of understanding was established between Li Wei and the bead.

"Master...Master."

A vague thought actually came from within the Seven Calamities Pearl.

"It actually turned into a living being?"

Li Wei's eyes flickered slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the seven-inch-tall figure flew over and landed in his palm.

"Owner."

This thought resurfaced.

"What's your name?"

What is a name?

Like a newborn infant, it was utterly ignorant of all concepts. It only knew Li Wei as its master because of the connection of their primordial spirits and their shared understanding.

From now on, your name will be Qibao.

"Okay, Qibao... Master, I'm hungry."

What would you like to eat?

"The ones you fed me before."

"I see."

Li Wei took out a large pile of useless low-grade materials. Qi Bao floated over, smelled them, tried a piece, and then began to devour them.

After finishing the meal, Li Wei felt that its aura had slightly increased from level nine, but it was barely perceptible, probably because the materials were of too low quality.

He exchanged some more valuable items, all of them materials of level six or higher. Qi Bao's eyes lit up, and he ate even more happily this time, his momentum rising steadily.

In just a few days, it went from the early stage of level nine to the middle stage of level nine, and then it stopped moving. Li Wei could only take out the extremely precious level nine materials.

"Wow, this is it, Master!"

Qibao inhaled the gusts of wind, its aura surging until it reached the peak of level nine. Then, clutching its round belly, it lay in the void.

"I'm full, Qibao is full."

At this point, it had become a top-tier level nine rare treasure.

Through the Yuanhun Refining Technique, Li Wei learned that to advance further, he needed to feed it a divine object, and his own Yuanhun also needed to be promoted to Legendary level.

"What an amazing secret technique! This is groundbreaking research!"

Li Wei was excited.

In this way, each Yuanhun Wizard can bind not only a Soul Weapon but also a Different Treasure, and the Soul Weapon can be continuously refined to improve its quality.

Once the extraordinary treasure developed sentience and became a being akin to a living being, it directly devoured rare materials to enhance itself—simple and brutal, but extremely expensive. Ordinary people simply couldn't afford to raise this money-devouring beast. In total, this creature consumed trillions of precious stones.

Of course, if you don't need a very powerful treasure, the consumption wouldn't be so exaggerated.

He placed the Yuan Soul Refining Technique in the council's knowledge base to earn usage fees and popularize it. In the near future, Yuan Soul Refining will undoubtedly be a trend.

……

Three months later.

Nightmare World.

The big realm of Swallowing Heaven, the small realm of Roshan.

A gigantic, fleshy creature was raging across the wilderness, spewing out blazing white flames. Its enemy was a tiny, seven-inch-tall man, displaying seven colors.

"The Realm of Seven Calamities!"

As the seven-colored domain, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, descended, seven world-destroying calamities appeared out of thin air like millstones, within which the flesh mountain overlord howled in agony. Not long after, this mid-stage level nine powerhouse perished within it.

All that was left was a pile of fat and a nightmare crystal.

Li Wei picked up the spoils of war, his expression delighted.

"So strong! Qibao's strength is almost unmatched below level ten. He can be used as half a level ten. It was worth feeding you all the level nine materials."

Qibao returned to its pearl form and entered Li Wei's mind.

"Master, that enemy was too weak."

"I know, I'll get you a stronger one right away."

The power of the Seven Calamities is truly useful.

After leaving the Devouring Heaven Domain, Li Wei arrived at the Lost Domain.

As time passed, three figures arrived one after another. They were all Nightmare Overlords, already enslaved by Li Wei the Black Emperor.

Tell me what you know about the situation.

Li Wei closed his eyes and listened to the report.

The Painful Overlord Who Once Belonged to a Corrupt Monarch:

"Master, after the first defeat, the Lost Monarch mobilized its network and connections to begin a massive conscription across the entire Nightmare World. It is also conducting a large-scale sacrificial ritual with several top monarchs to awaken the sleeping Supreme Will."

Li Wei frowned slightly: "Awaken the Supreme Will?"

"Yes, the supreme will of the Nightmare World has been dormant for many years, and only it can summon those ambitious and disobedient monarchs. Otherwise, let alone a hundred years, even a thousand years would not be enough to gather enough troops."

"Doesn't the Nightmare World have an eleventh level? For example, the incarnation of the Supreme Will."

"Yes, it is called the Lord of Fear... As far as I know, 100,000 years ago, due to the war between Nightmare and the Astral Plane, He fought a great battle with the two supreme beings, the Father of Gods and the Mother of Gods. After His origin was damaged, He returned to the body of the Supreme Will to recuperate."

"How many level ten cultivators does the Lost Monarch intend to recruit this time?"

"I am unaware."

"When will it be completed?"

"I don't know. According to past practice, it takes anywhere from a hundred to three to five hundred years. The longer the preparation time, the more Level 10s will be deployed."

In the ancient era, we prepared for at most a thousand years. That battle mobilized three hundred Nightmare Monarchs, erupting into the greatest conflict in the history of the Astral Realm. More than eighty powerful monarchs perished, and over a hundred gods were dethroned.

"I see. So, is there any news about the Twilight Demon King?"

"It appeared in the Blood Sea Domain some time ago. I went to investigate, but it was too alert, and our capture operation failed."

"So a level nine can't catch a level eight, huh... Fine, if you find any more information about it, report to me immediately, and I'll take action myself."

"OK!"

……

Two years later.

Li Wei left the Forgotten Lands. Besides the Crimson Scales and Black Scales, he also acquired many other races that had disappeared across the transplane.

The silver spaceship plunged into the darkness. His penultimate stop on this long journey was the Black Ruins Realm, where the true form of the Worm Overlord was hiding.

……

Three years later.

Nora year 1730.

Li Wei's mental strength reached 65000 points, just 10,000 points away from the limit. At his cultivation speed, it was not far off.

Moreover, after years of creating his own spells, he felt that he was very close to researching the prototype of ten-ring spells.

The following three conditions are essential for becoming a Legendary figure:

1. The limit of mental strength.

2. Master the original prototype of the ten-ring spell.

3. Refine legendary artifacts that suit you. If you want to do part-time work, you need to prepare multiple legendary artifacts and obtain the corresponding legendary profession.

These are optional, but can be helpful to increase the success rate.

1. Raising the upper limit of mental power goes without saying, it will definitely have benefits.

2. Enhance your knowledge base and master more original spells.

3. To craft a potion called "Sauron's Legendary Blessing," or simply "Blessing Potion," you need at least one divine medicine and five holy medicines.

The effect is a fixed 10% increase in the success rate.

There are no restrictions on the types of divine medicines and holy medicines, as long as they belong to the corresponding faction. However, for the Chaos faction like Li Wei's, four divine medicines and twenty holy medicines are required.

The sacred medicines are fine; he's already collected them all through various channels over the years. As for the divine medicines, there's still no lead. He estimates that the Nora Council should have them, and with his merits, he can simply exchange them.

In short, he was full of confidence in his promotion to Legendary.

The biggest problem now is how to solve the issue of multiple legendary professions.

Taking a part-time job would lower the success rate, but so far, the wizarding civilization has not heard of anyone being able to craft legendary artifacts.

Just take one step at a time.

If possible, he would also like to improve the quality of the [Elemental Proof], making it comparable to those primordial relics.

A synthesis of seven unique artifacts from the Sun alone may seem to possess the power of chaos, but its quality isn't necessarily high. If it were based on the [Proof of Elements], fused with seven legendary artifacts from different factions, and then infused with the Candle of Light, it would be absolutely perfect.

……

Ten years have passed in a flash.

Nora year 1740.

Ancient Dragon Continent.

High above, the calamity slowly dissipated. Elena stood atop the wizard's tower, panting heavily: "The power of this spiritual treasure tribulation is no less than that of a level nine tribulation. If it weren't for my diverse methods, enough to withstand a level nine tribulation head-on, I might not have been able to survive it."

A small black figure flew gracefully and landed in Elena's palm. It had feminine features and resembled Elena quite a bit, like a little princess.

Elena gently stroked the little figure:

"Interesting. Is this the Yuan Soul Refining Technique?"

Her most prized possession was the [Dance of the Dark Night], so she refined it into her own spiritual treasure. When a spiritual treasure first takes human form, it will imitate its master's appearance.

"Master, who am I?"

The timid girl's voice echoed in my mind.

"You are... Night Maiden."

Elena continued her seclusion. Her Qi cultivation was not far from level eight; she only needed another moment of enlightenment to break through that barrier.

……

Gondor.

The Holy Infant refined the extraordinary treasure [Golden Sun Spin] and Victor refined the extraordinary treasure [Golden King's Heavenly Light Armor] into his own spiritual treasures. Only Gandalf has not yet refined his spiritual treasure.

Next, all you need to do is continuously refine it with Yuan Souls and feed it with some materials to improve its quality and quickly grow it into a combat force.

Their cultivation level is insufficient to unleash the full power of a level nine spiritual treasure. However, when combined with the Wizard Tower and other means, they possess genuine level nine combat strength.

……

Time flies.

On this day, in the Black Ruins Realm.

A silver streak of light shot through the air and stopped before a black world.

"Lord of Twilight Palace, you've finally arrived."

At the pinnacle of the world, the plump, white-skinned young man, who had been sitting cross-legged in the void, opened his eyes.

Worms reign supreme.

The true form is the [Wriggren] race, a once-active race in ancient times. They were skilled in parasitism and creating clones, making them extremely difficult to kill. Because they threatened the rule of the Giant Empire and caused numerous acts of panic, they were eventually wiped out.

The Worm Overlord is one of the few survivors in the world. Born hundreds of thousands of years ago, it reached level ten and, in pursuit of a long lifespan, chose to become the ruler of a plane. When the Amethyst Saint established the Council of All Races, he invited it to join the cause.

Little did it know, this plunged it into an abyss of no return. Standing before it was the brightest supernova of Nora's era; apart from the Sun Wizard Amon, even other legendary wizards could not outshine him.

Twilight Palace Master Li Wei.

To date, he has already killed two level-ten powerhouses, one a true god and the other a demon. He also played a part in the recent slaying of the Gray Mist Monarch. In other words, apart from the Underworld, he has already provoked three of the four behemoths.

He approached, his eyes confident and composed, and said:

"Nice to meet you, my name is Li Wei."

"Are you here to take my life?"

"Not necessarily. If you are willing to serve me, I do have a way to save your life. Reaching level ten in cultivation is no easy feat. Are you really willing to simply die and vanish without a trace?"

"Heh, looks like you're very confident."

"Killing you is enough."

"Since the Great fusion of the pan-planes, hundreds or even thousands of plane rulers have probably fallen. Why don't you protect their lives? In the end, I'll just have to continue working for you and become a tool on Nora's road to rise."

"You only saw the few thousand who died, but you didn't see the trillions of lives that were protected by the Nora Council and survived. Even without plane fusion, these people who became plane slaves would still suffer all kinds of natural and man-made disasters."

"No matter how high-sounding his words are, it's all just Sauron's selfishness. The Council of All Races lost, but I don't think we were wrong. We just wanted to survive."

"We are too... So you want to be buried along with the world behind you, is that it? You think I can't track down your clones that have spread across multiple dimensions?"

Li Wei's words caused the worm overlord's expression to change.

Suddenly, a familiar figure in blood robes appeared behind Li Wei. It was Blood Vortex Venerable, his former subordinate.

"Blood Vortex? You...you already submitted to him? You're not dead?"

The Blood Vortex Venerable said, "Yes, Lord Li Wei has a world of his own within his body. I merged the Black Swamp World into it and became the master of the secret realm, thus preserving my life. Now I have made further progress and reached the late stage of the eighth level."

As a secondary plane, it can also benefit from Mana's power. Even Martha, who has very low potential, has already advanced to level seven, let alone it.

The worm overlord fell silent.

In retrospect, Li Wei's words proved to be true.

But, as a powerful level ten ruler who has dominated multiple planes for 100,000 years, is it really willing to humble itself, become subservient, and become a caged bird?

When the world hears this, how will they ridicule it?

"I'll give you ten seconds to consider. Do you want to die a horrible death, with no afterlife... or live and follow me to witness a great undertaking, to witness the new world after the fall of countless gods and endless demons? It's all up to you!"

Li Wei spoke calmly, each word piercing the heart of the Worm Overlord. Behind him, the Styx surged mightily, and hellish warhorses neighed as they galloped forward. Leon was ready.

Not long ago, it digested the true spirit of the Gray Mist Monarch. With a few more level 10 beings, it can advance to the mid-stage of level 9. The speed of its advancement amazed Li Wei.

The worm dominates the inner struggle between heaven and man.

If we survive, is it really possible to see that so-called new world?

Gods no longer exist, demons have vanished... Is this possible?

The colossi have lived for billions of years, surviving countless eras and upheavals. Does Nora truly have a chance to dethrone them and end everything?

It has no way of knowing these things.

All it knew was that it was dead, and it would never see that day!

Without gods and demons, without nightmares, with its level ten body, it couldn't imagine how wonderful such a world would be, where it would never have to act according to the whims of the behemoths.

Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows, and all creatures compete freely under the frosty sky!

What the new world will be like is unknown to everyone. It may repeat the same mistakes, or it may be full of vitality... But the worm overlord is certain that this stagnant old world, unchanged for billions of years, is devoid of any interest.

So, to hell with dignity!

Today, it too will follow its heart, just as it did when it was weak and climbed up step by step, all for the sake of survival!

"5, 4, 2, 1..."

"I submit to you!"

The plump young man suddenly knelt down in front of Li Wei, prostrating himself in submission. His eyes were bright, filled with expectation and relief.

Li Wei snapped his fingers, and the phantom of a round table appeared.

A figure in a crimson robe appeared in the deep sky, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and unfathomable, exuding an aura of absolute dominance throughout the ages.

Fiery Sun Witch Amon.

The worm overlord raised its head, looking tense.

"Swald greets... the Grand Council Speaker!"

Eamon smiled and said:

"I'm glad you chose to live. As long as you live, there's a chance, isn't there? Maybe after I die, after Li Wei dies, if you're lucky enough, you can become the leader of the Nora civilization."

The worm overlord's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a wry smile:

"I have no such intention. I only want to live... I want to see the new world that Lord Li Wei spoke of, and I will strive for it. Either way, I'm going to die. Rather than die here in such a miserable state, I'd rather die on the road to the future."

Eamon laughed:

"Don't be nervous, I was just joking. From now on, Levi will take over your affairs, and you can work for him. Once you've made some contributions, I can create a high-ranking position for you before all the citizens of Nora."

Welcome to Nora!

He extended his right hand and shook hands with the plump, white hand of the worm-dominant being.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

The worm overlord thanked him three times.

It never imagined that one day it would be accepted by the Nora Council. It had always thought that from the moment it joined the Council of All Races, it was irreconcilable with Nora and there was no possibility of coexistence.

As Amon's phantom dissipated, Levi said, "Lord Sward, to ensure our safety, I need to use some special methods to control you. I hope you will cooperate... When the time is right, I will naturally remove the restrictions on you."

The Worm Overlord is a level ten creature, and Li Wei can only confidently fuse with it if he enslaves it with the Black Emperor. Otherwise, if it goes back on its word or causes trouble, the consequences will be unimaginable.

For a level ten being like this, not even the Sword of Oath, let alone the Sword of Alliance, the supreme treasure of the Council of All Races, could forcibly enslave it. The only method Li Wei could think of was enslaving the Black Emperor Dragon, which was the ultimate power!

The worm overlord relaxed its mind, allowing the power of the Black Emperor Dragon to flow into its crown. After an indescribable feeling, it opened its eyes and looked at the man before it.

"Master! Sward is at your service!"

"Let's go, take me to your world first."

The Blackwater World is a large world, many times larger than the Ancient Banyan Wonderland. However, like the Black Swamp World, it is filled with miasma and poisonous fog, making it unsuitable for ordinary creatures to survive. It is more suitable for alien insects and other races with special needs.

Dozens of extraordinary races lived there, with hundreds of experts above level six, all of whom were the kin and servants of the Worm Overlord. There were no level nine experts; they had all scattered and fled when the Council of Ten Thousand Races disbanded. Those who remained were all avatars of the Worm Overlord.

Li Wei led Mana to survey the mountainous terrain.

"How is it? Can it be fused?"

"Yes, but such a large world might take hundreds of years."

"Time is not an issue; I can wait. I can just stay here and cultivate in seclusion for a hundred years. After you fuse it, you should be able to advance to level nine, right?"

"Definitely."

Li Wei then asked:

"Swald, surely nobody here knows?"

The Worm Overlord said:

"Master, please rest assured, this place is extremely well hidden. If you hadn't obtained my molted insect body and possessed supreme perception, you would never have been able to find it. I have also recalled all my clones, and they will guard this place from now on."

"Without further ado, let's begin!"

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