I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

The emerald green portal had appeared before them without them noticing, radiating a faint light and vitality.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Ji Tian went inside first.

My vision was instantly swallowed up by the emerald green, and a brief feeling of weightlessness washed over me.

The first thing that comes into view is branches.

Branches stretching as far as the eye can see.

The thick wooden branches, like giant pythons, spread from all directions, obscuring the entire dome, and they slowly wriggled.

Deep within that network of branches, a figure could be vaguely seen suspended within, its shoulders, waist, abdomen, and limbs pierced by countless branches, its entire body resembling a butterfly fixed to a specimen shelf, unable to move.

His face was not clearly visible. He was wearing armor with ancient patterns, and he was holding a sword in his hand, which he did not let go of.

Further away, at the source of those gnarled and intertwined branches, a figure with his back to them stepped into a slowly opening emerald green portal.

As if sensing something, the man turned around, bowed to Ji Tian and the others with a smile on his lips, and was then swallowed up by the door.

Evan.

Or rather, a monster resembling Evan.

He left behind the enormous avatar made of tree branches and the controlled humanoid puppet, while he himself ventured deeper to continue acquiring new authority.

Lilith gazed at the dome of branches that seemed to writhe like living things, her purple eyes reflecting the sliver of light filtering through the branches, and asked softly:

"Master... what is this? What should we do?"

"It is highly likely that it is the product of Evan's will being devoured, thus gaining control of the tree."

After speaking, Ji Tian gathered the power of fire-elemental authority in his palm. Within a few breaths, the crimson flames condensed into a blazing fireball, continuously compressing and causing the surrounding air to distort.

He then swung his arm and threw it.

The ball of flame transformed into a crimson rainbow, crashing straight into the dome of branches.

When fire clashed with wood, the expected spectacular burst of flames did not materialize.

The flames rolled and burned on the surface of the branches, but could not penetrate them even slightly, as if the branches themselves possessed a higher status, suppressing the power of the fire elemental authority completely.

The fire gradually subsided and eventually dissipated into wisps of smoke.

Lilith froze, staring at the branch dome that wasn't even scorched, and opened her mouth:

"It didn't catch fire?"

Ji Tian watched this scene, also lost in thought.

The power of the fire elemental authority was suppressed so thoroughly that the plan to burn the tree had failed, which means...

Just then, a low hum came from the depths of the space blocked by branches.

The controlled young figure slowly emerged from the foliage, his brows and eyes deep and cold, his gaze empty and lifeless, like a puppet on strings.

He held the royal longsword in his hand, its blade simultaneously swirling with three colors: dark purple, silver-white, and jet black, intertwining and colliding with each other, like a miniature storm of power.

Lightning, light, darkness.

The power of the three authorities was somehow "lent" to the person before him by Evan.

The old king seemed to notice the sword at the newcomer's waist, stopped in his tracks, and raised his own sword, pointing the tip at Ji Tian, ​​as if challenging him to a duel.

Ji Tian also took the Holy Sword from his waist and held it in his hand, his gaze fixed on the figure that was slowly approaching.

"Little Flower, take Lilith and Mia and retreat a bit. This isn't a good place for a melee. Your presence here will only distract me."

Xiaohua gestured for Mia and Lilith to come up.

While Mia was still hesitating, Lilith obediently climbed onto the dragon's back and offered Ji Tian her sincere blessings.

"We absolutely have to win!"

Ji Tian smiled helplessly:

"Don't make any promises for me, Lilith, or I'll die before you."

"Hey~ I don't believe it."

Lilith, unusually unconcerned about her image, playfully stuck out her tongue, clearly not believing him.

Seeing that Lilith wasn't worried about Ji Tian losing, Mia didn't know what to say and could only follow Lilith's footsteps to board the dragon's back.

The golden dragon spread its wings, carrying them into the air, and retreated towards the gray-white void at the edge of space.

Ji Tian then withdrew his gaze, held the Holy Sword horizontally in front of him, and the power of faith on the blade slowly lit up. A clear and melodious hum rang in the air, like the tolling of an ancient church bell.

Even though the old king had been turned into a puppet, he was still very martial and had no intention of launching a sneak attack.

His attack only began the instant Ji Tian drew his sword, and his movements were so fast that the trajectory of his actions was almost invisible.

Ji Tian also drew his sword and went to meet him.

The two swords clashed, and golden holy light and dark purple lightning exploded in mid-air, creating an arc of light that instantly cracked the ground beneath their feet.

The old king was knocked back several steps, then steadied himself and swung his sword horizontally with a backhand, the blade gleaming with a dark aura as it slashed toward Ji Tian's side.

Ji Tian dodged to the side, and the holy sword thrust back, precisely piercing through the old king's shoulder blade.

The old king's movements didn't even falter; he swung his longsword straight at Ji Tian's face!

Ji Tian leaned back to dodge, the sword blade grazing the hair on his forehead. He then delivered a powerful elbow strike to the old king's ribs, sending him staggering several feet to the side.

Before the other party even landed, the shadow had already gushed out from the wound, stitching the penetrating injury back together.

After figuring out his opponent's sword techniques, Ji Tian stopped holding back and launched a fierce attack using his own sword techniques.

The holy sword's light cascaded down like a waterfall, piercing through the opponent's body in a few breaths—head, neck, chest, abdomen…

The old king's body shattered and disintegrated time and time again, only to reassemble itself from the shadows again and again, in an endless cycle.

This method of recovery is exactly the same as Evan's performance in the dark space.

This puppet was also endowed with the same ability to reconstruct shadows, and as long as the dark authority remains, it can never be truly killed.

……

Meanwhile, in the Flower Sea Mountains, beneath the canopy of vines.

Amy has been sitting for two days in a row.

The absorbed magic power was only enough to release half of a forbidden spell, and the presence of her buttocks was so weak that she was almost losing sensation. But just then, a loud noise came from above.

The vine-covered sky was torn apart once again, larger than ever before. Blinding lightning poured down from the gaps, and thick magical energy cascaded down like a waterfall, directly drenching her head!

Feeling such a strong surge of magical energy, Amy was overjoyed.

"Hahahaha! Heaven hasn't forsaken me! A little more, pour it all in—!"

From a distance, the scene appeared as a rather strange sight to Aurelius's family:

A young S-rank adventurer was sitting cross-legged on a rock, going mad. Magic energy surged around him like a tornado, and his hair was electrified, standing straight up. His laughter echoed through the camp.

Lila, startled, hid behind her mother, peeking out only half her head, and hesitated before speaking:

"...Has Sister Amy gone mad?"

Her father, Marcus Aurelius, carefully observed the changes around him, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke:

"If I'm not mistaken, it's due to the increased concentration of magic essence. Lady Amy is just a little too excited; she'll be fine soon."

When he saw the other party suddenly go berserk, Aurelius was also startled and almost ran away with his wife and daughters.

Amy was completely unaware, still frantically absorbing the high concentration of magic energy far exceeding her expectations.