Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 339 The Curtain Falls

"It's the Soul-Seizing Array, capable of seizing all of a mage's power, soul, cultivation, origin, and bloodline. I remember it was banned fifty years ago when it first appeared," said the adjudicator of Saint Paul, the United Kingdom.

"I didn't expect it to appear here. Luckily we arrived early, otherwise this formation would have caused the girl to lose everything if it had continued operating for a while longer," said the Speaker of the Paris Parliament of France.

"This is Qin Yue, Your Excellency Hailong. Parthenon disgusts me; I see no need for me to come here again!"

Bai Mo spoke in a gloomy voice, his gaze sweeping across the array. He immediately located several key points of the array, and bolts of destructive lightning descended, shattering the demon hearts, cursed crystals, and elemental diamonds placed on them.

With a single grasp, he was about to shatter the cross.

"Wait, Bai Mo, Parthenon has set up such a cruel forbidden magic array that strips away the very essence of bloodline and soul. Our European Magic Association needs to gather evidence. We absolutely cannot allow this to happen!"

A member of the European Magic Association stepped forward, his face radiating righteous indignation.

Bai Mo nodded slightly, changed the point of application of the spatial magic, shattered the shackles binding Qin Yue, and then carried her to his side.

"Gentlemen, I have achieved my goal. Now I need to provide her with some medical treatment, so I will not stay here any longer."

As Bai Mo spoke, he pulled Han Ji away. He handed Qin Yue to him, nodded slightly to Hua Qianqiu, and said that what followed was no longer his concern.

A violent magical fluctuation came from behind, but the two of them treated it as a gentle breeze and were completely unaware of it.

"How is Qin Yue?"

"Her cultivation level has regressed a bit, but the other effects are not significant. I have used magic to restore her physical weakness, but her soul needs time to recuperate. Perhaps we can rely on a potion master to prepare a special potion as an auxiliary method."

Han Ji withdrew the magical aura from his hand and spoke slowly.

"A weakened soul?"

"The reason why the little guy was in that evil formation was that the formation was not actually working, and the evil energy was constantly forcing the little guy's original power to resist."

Han Ji hesitated for a while before saying, "Fortunately, this weakness wasn't caused by a forced extraction, so I can recover by resting and using magic potions for a while. If I had Parthenon's exclusive healing spell, I could recover even faster."

"Okay, I understand."

Bai Mo nodded and took Qin Yue.

As they walked out of the garden together, the entire Parthenon Temple was in chaos, with many believers scattering and screaming incessantly.

As they stepped out of the hall, a powerful and savage aura enveloped them, and the two of them simultaneously looked up at the location of Goddess Peak.

A huge cloud of mist spread out from Goddess Peak, and beneath it, a colossal, towering figure appeared, its outline clearly defined like a giant serpent. Its massive head hung above the rain curtain, gazing indifferently at the people below.

Those were creatures even more enormous and terrifying than Titans!

"The Totem Serpent!" Han Ji exclaimed in surprise, "How did it get here?"

"Mo Fan brought it here." Bai Mo watched the battle unfolding above, the mage formation activated, and the black serpent's body moving about, and said softly.

The appearance of the totem serpent horrified all the mages. The executors of the Holy Inquisition, led by Durank, the many knights of the Knights' Hall, and the Great Sage of Parthenon all commanded their men to bombard it with magic.

Xuan She simply led Mo Fan out of Parthenon.

"Are you going to help them, Bai Mo? With just the Xuan Snake, I'm afraid it won't be enough to take them away."

Han Ji slowly said that at this moment, the restrictions of the sacred mountain were opened, and under the powerful suppression of the restrictions, even the totem serpent was more restrained. In addition, with many mages attacking, including powerful super-level mages such as Vice Hall Master Xiao Shen, the situation was not favorable for Mo Fan.

"I won't take action now, Elder Han. This is Mo Fan's matter. Let's go to the peak."

Bai Mo said softly that he was not suited to take action openly and honestly, but needed an opportunity to make those who deserved to die die properly.

A spatial teleportation unfolded, bringing Han Ji to the summit. Old Man Bao and the others, along with many others who had come to judge Ye Xinxia and attend Pan Nijia's funeral, stood there.

On the mountain path, mages from the Parthenon Knights Temple, Faith Temple mages, numerous sages from Goddess Peak, and judges from the Holy Tribunal jointly forged a magical array, which, in conjunction with the millennia-old restrictions of the sacred mountain, obstructed and surrounded the Totem Serpent.

An aura of destruction raged, and the power of the restrictions danced wildly, turning the entire mountain range of the Divine Mountain into a desolate wasteland, littered with countless rubble and ruins.

Just then, a wise woman came to report that Izusa's body had been dismembered into eight pieces.

The Queen Mother was instantly enraged, the Knights' Hall was in an uproar, and the many onlookers were also shocked and horrified.

"I've always heard that the Parthenon's resurrection magic is powerful, so I wanted to try it out and see if it was possible to resurrect someone who had been dismembered."

At that moment, Elder Conti of the Ocean Alliance stepped forward and said leisurely.

"Conti, are you crazy?!" many people who knew her exclaimed.

Conti's face broke into a wild, unrestrained smile as she pointed at Judge Reina.

Instantly, streams of black blood, carrying a terrifying aura of black poison, spilled from Reina's mouth. At the same time, several judges also coughed up black blood!

"Quick! Use it!" Old Bao was about to remind him when Bai Mo suddenly exclaimed, "You're Salang!"

Upon hearing this, the judges, including Reina, widened their eyes in shock. Their hearts, unable to withstand the explosive toxins, burst open with a bang, and they collapsed abruptly.

Those around them were also stunned by Bai Mo's accusation, and all looked at Conti in disbelief.

Han Ji's initial look of surprise and doubt turned to certainty. "Bai Mo is right. Candy is Salang. This poison is exactly the same as the one you used in the ancient capital."

Salam?!

She is Salon! The cardinal of the Black Vatican, the culprit who unleashed the catastrophe in the ancient capital?!

Han Ji's affirmation stirred up a huge wave in the hearts of everyone present!

"She's just a clown pretending to be someone else, a junior who can spout nonsense. Han Ji, you're a president-level figure, don't be fooled," Dulan said calmly. "She's just trying to help Ye Xinxia escape."

"Whether it is or not, you'll know once you use the Bloodstone." The Great Sage Merora took out a Bloodstone.

Conti's eyes were playful as she cooperatively dripped blood onto the bloodstone, which was exactly what she had come for.

In an instant, a terrifying flash of blood appeared as if the gates of hell had opened, and the stench of death filled the mountains.

"Long time no see." Salang took out another bloodstone and combined the two. Instantly, an even more terrifying blood-red purgatory descended, leaving the judges completely dumbfounded.

After seeing this, probably no one will question her identity anymore.

Salang glanced at Han Ji and Bai Mo, then said, "Two things: First, retrieve the Bloodstone; second, take Durank's life."

No sooner had Salang finished speaking than the Temple Mother ordered her to be captured. At that moment, the seven Golden Knights who were about to make their move, along with the Temple Mother, simultaneously coughed up black blood.

The Queen Mother, whose life was threatened, immediately called a halt to the operation. Meanwhile, Salam spoke calmly with Dulan, using all the poisoned people around her—state legislators, elders of various organizations—as leverage.

Bai Mo's eyes, however, held a hint of eagerness. He was actually quite curious whether Salang, who was secretly the White-Robed Pope's consort, would survive if he were to kill Salang now.

But he hesitated. When the city gate catches fire, the innocent bystanders suffer. Not everyone here deserves to die.

He could betray the Court of Judgment without hesitation, because they were his adversaries.

However, there are still friendly people in other organizations, many of whom are on the same side as Bao Laotou.

On the other hand, I always felt that doing this might not necessarily cause any problems for the temple mother, and would actually benefit her.

Meanwhile, Salang and Dulanke had finished their conversation. Feeling humiliated, the temple matriarch and Dulanke, though unable to do anything to Salang, wanted to take their anger out on Ye Xinxia, ​​the one who killed their daughter (the Parthenon candidate goddess).

"Dark Judgment!"

As the ceremony began, ten black sin stones flew up one by one, eerily traversing a hundred meters to appear beside Ye Xinxia, ​​who was standing next to Mo Fan.

Dark light burst forth, forming a dark, holy mark, which was imprinted heavily on Ye Xinxia's forehead.

With a whoosh, the dark execution ground descended, and Ye Xinxia vanished into thin air, reappearing on the dark execution ground.

Everything happened so suddenly and so fast that Mo Fan was instantly enraged. His aura surged wildly, and his long-dormant demonic power began to boil. He wanted nothing more than to tear apart this treacherous and ugly sacred mountain and the hypocritical Holy Judgment!

Surrounded by a giant wolf spirit, Mo Fan leaped forward, shattering the formation formed by more than ten Arbitration Mages, and charged into the dark execution ground. He was going to save Xin Xia.

"Sarang! You're not leaving!"

Just then, Bai Mo's voice rang out, and Mo Fan faintly sensed a vast and powerful spatial force descending. Instantly, the Judgment Mage Corps, the Temple Mage Corps, the Great Sage Merora, and Durank...

The many Parthenon and members of the Holy Tribunal who opposed Xin Xia and wanted them dead were frozen in time.

A sense of power similar to that of the totem serpent entered Mo Fan's mind, and a personnel distribution map instantly appeared in his mind.

"A Thousand Wolf Shadows Strikes!"

The howling of hell echoed, and a legion of wolf spirits appeared, stirring up a storm of blood and gore. Starting with a group of judge mages, Mo Fan transformed into the Grim Reaper, slaughtering thousands of meters under Bai Mo's command. In the blink of an eye, a terrifying wolf hand pierced through Merola's chest, and the next instant, it crushed the heart of the immobile Durank!

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

In the span of just five breaths, Parthenon's forces belonging to Merora, along with the mages brought by Durank, all perished along with them!

Like helpless puppets, they were torn apart by the wolf demon, and a huge panic spread throughout the entire peak, engulfing the entire sacred mountain in the blink of an eye.

"I will immobilize Ye Xinxia so that she will not be dragged into the dark world by the Holy Judgment. But as long as the Skeleton is alive, the Holy Judgment will always exist."

Bai Mo's lips moved, transmitting his voice into Mo Fan's ear. Mo Fan's face broke into a sinister smile. This time, no one stopped him, and he crashed directly into the dark execution ground.

The enormous skeleton that emerged from the darkness and reached out its sinister hand toward Ye Xinxia's body, which was suspended in mid-air, blocked its way.

"What did you just do?"

Beside her, Asha'ruya, who had exited her Dark Swordswoman form, couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't do anything."

Bai Mo said calmly, and on the back of his hand, a silver spear tattoo slowly glowed. In his hanging sleeve, thin willow branches, like roots, pierced into the void.

He really didn't do anything. The one who immobilized those people, passed on information to Mo Fan, and rescued Asha Ruya from Merora's pursuit was all hollow willow. What did it have to do with Bai Mo?

He was just a bystander in the magical world.

Originally, they wanted to capture Salang, but Salang used some supernatural spatial techniques to freeze a large number of people in place. Even he couldn't move and had almost all of his magic energy drained away from him!

That's absolutely terrifying!

"You didn't do anything, so how did I suddenly end up here?"

"must.."

Bai Mo said slowly, "It's a special kind of fate."

Asha'ruya rolled her eyes, knowing she wouldn't get anything out of him. She looked at the towering dark pillar of light in the distance.

Under the light of darkness, a figure emerged that was in stark contrast to Ye Xinxia's. It was slender, especially its legs, which were exceptionally long.

"Soul!"

As soon as the spirit appeared, many Parthenon personnel recognized it.

The purpose of this bloody feast has also come to light.

"Huh~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

On the dark execution ground, a shadowy dark behemoth, no less large than the Xuan Snake, let out a loud roar and raised its claws to strike the fire demon that dared to block its path to feeding.

Mo Fan alone was not enough to completely kill Hai La. Bai Mo connected his thoughts to the Silver Hairpin Spear and sent his thoughts to the hollow willow tree that was inhabiting it.

At the same time, a voice message entered Mo Fan's mind.

"Light the fire, obscure your vision, I'll help you with a special method."

In an instant, billowing demonic flames rose into the sky, and the enormous wall of fire even covered the inner walls of the dark execution ground!

From afar, it resembled a fiery inferno descending upon the mortal world. If compared to the nearby city of Athens, this fiery inferno could engulf the entire city and its acropolis!

Beneath the raging flames, silver-green willow branches burst forth, dancing like dragons, instantly wrapping around the skeleton's body.

The willow branches were thick and huge, about half the size of the totem serpent. They easily pierced through the corners of the skeleton's body like needles and threads, and then bound and tied it up, like chains in the void, fixing the skeleton in place.

Having reached the Supreme Monarch realm, the Hollow Willow's strength had been largely restored. Spatial abilities such as traversing realms and manipulating size were as simple as eating and drinking for it.

Mo Fan, in coordination with the hollow willow branch, continuously damaged the skeleton. He raised the flaming sword high and plunged it in, burning half of the death worm's body to death.

The skeleton kept trying to break free, but the hollow willow's vitality was so strong that no matter how many branches it destroyed, it could quickly grow back.

Numerous willow whiskers, working in concert with demons, continuously wreaked havoc on the skeleton, and even created a spatial barrier to prevent its escape.

Even with the suppression and amplification of the Dark Execution Ground, Hai La was still struggling to fight two opponents at once.

Black worms kept emerging from the skeleton's body, only to be constantly destroyed. The heart that Wen Tai had destroyed, now the worm hive, had lost most of its energy.

Just then, a silver spear appeared out of nowhere on the back of Bai Mo's hand and then quickly disappeared.

"Shadow Greatsword Formation!!"

Inside, the wolf-spirit demon Mo Fan moved swiftly, circling the massive skeleton figure and leaving behind eight wolf-spirit afterimages, before summoning eight shadow giant swords.

The giant swords soared into the air, each one nailing into the skeleton's body, instantly fixing his form in place once more.

"Boom!!!!"

Just then, the countless dragon-like willow branches in the void suddenly vanished, transforming into countless silver specks of light. These specks merged to form a gigantic spear hundreds of meters long, its spearhead piercing straight to the heart of the corpse!

As the divine spear fell, it seemed to open up space. The spearhead pierced straight in, and more than a hundred meters away, at the heart of the skeleton, a hundred-foot spear beam appeared with the spearhead, irresistibly plunging into the heart of the skeleton.

A buzzing sound of space shattering rang out. As the silver spear flew and thrust, a section of space cracked, forming a narrow channel of spear light.

Everything in all the passageways was swallowed up, and countless spatial rifts spread out.

This attack fully demonstrated the destructive power of the hollow willow tree; the massive body of the skeleton was split into several pieces, and its entire chest turned into nothingness.

It's beyond dead; even if the Dark King were to descend, he couldn't bring this toy back to life.

With another buzzing sound, a small water jug ​​appeared on the willow branch, swallowing a huge soul shadow, and then everything disappeared.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the raging demonic flames that Mo Fan had previously used to obscure his vision, as well as the dark field that covered an area and stretched all the way to the sky, also dissipated.

And so.

A collective gasp filled the air, both on and off the mountain.

The corpse of the skeleton lay on the ground, broken into pieces of all sizes. Its appearance was even more tragic than that of the Silvermoon Titan from before.

Even the soul is gone, a necromancer from Africa lamented inwardly, while at the same time yearning for the skeleton's body.

Bai Mo opened his eyes, completely ignoring the suspicious gaze of Asha Ruya beside him. He touched the Soul Refining Pot, quite satisfied with the supreme monarch-level essence inside.

This trip was incredibly rewarding!

His decision to remove the restrictions on the Silver Hairpin Spear with Bi Kongguo was absolutely right.

The newly upgraded Silver Hairpin Spear finally has the ability to contain totems, and can even release totems from containers, although it requires the cooperation of White Ink and consumes some mana.

But the results were clearly remarkable.

With the help of the Condensed Evil Pearl to pay off the loan, Mo Fan was not drained dry by the demon. After being freed from the demon state, he landed on the peak platform with Ye Xinxia.

The surrounding crowd scattered like startled birds. Durank and a group of holy judge mages were dead, along with many of Parthenon's knights.

Mo Fan truly made a name for himself.

"Old Bao, let's go." He said as soon as he landed.

"You can't leave yet." Hailong, who had been offline for a long time, stepped forward and spoke up.

"Ye Xinxia possesses the soul of the Parthenon, and she needs to compete for the title of goddess on Mount Parthenon."

"Xinxia has already been chosen by the Divine Soul, why should she compete? Don't you all look down on her and think she's just a saranghae?!"

Mo Fan turned around and said coldly.

"Because I also possess the method of resurrection." Suddenly, a cold and dignified female voice appeared, and Yi Zhisha slowly stepped out.

"Merola colluded with Duran to manipulate the election of goddesses, slandered the candidates, and attempted to seize Parthenon's soul. Unfortunately, she fell into Salam's conspiracy. Salam's methods were unpredictable, and Parthenon was also very saddened."

Yi Zhisha spoke with a sorrowful expression and a deep, resolute tone, as if everything was as she had said.

"Isa is right, this is all Salang's conspiracy," said one of the surviving vice-judges.

Meanwhile, many Parthenon staff members expressed their agreement.

Hailong remained silent, as did Old Man Bao. At this moment, representatives from the magic associations of various continents also expressed their agreement with Yi Zhisha's words.

They further believe that the Durant lineage should be thoroughly investigated.

Mo Fan completely ignored them and dismissed their nonsense!

"Brother Mo Fan, I want to stay here. Do you remember what we promised each other that day?" Ye Xinxia looked at Mo Fan with a determined gaze.

"Okay, I promise you, if you get bullied, you have to tell me. I'll tear down this lousy mountain and rebuild it for you."

Hailong and the others' faces darkened considerably upon hearing this, but he still didn't prepare to say anything.

Parthenon suffered far too much from this farce, but they also gained something: they need to shut themselves away and deal with their own affairs properly.

After some discussion, the Parthenon massacre, including the deaths of Panija, Ye Xinxia, ​​and Dulanke and Merola, was considered to be a terrible conspiracy by Salang to obtain the Bloodstone.

Ye Xinxia is innocent, while Mo Fan was deceived by Salang and became the tool to carry out the conspiracy. However, he also tore the conspiracy apart and needs to go to the Holy Tribunal again for questioning.

Faced with pressure from all sides and the facts, Yizhisha did not hesitate to abandon her two loyal lackeys.

Thus, Bai Mo achieved his goal of saving Qin Yue, and incidentally acquired the essence of a Supreme Monarch. The magic associations of the various continents obtained what they wanted, Ye Xinxia's soul could be openly possessed, and she acquired a batch of resources left behind by Wen Tai. Hai Long took over Merora's power.

With the exception of Izusa, everyone in this Parthenon Incident achieved their goals and gained something, so it can be said to have come to a satisfactory conclusion.

At least Bai Mo believed that way; he had already lived up to Athena's entrustment of that wisp of her soul.

However, he still had his own ulterior motives, after all, there was still one person who hadn't received compensation.

"Bai Mo, why did you call Xin Xia and me here? You're being so secretive."

At a pavilion, Mo Fan pushed Ye Xinxia over, asking with some confusion.

"You've misunderstood, I'm looking for Xinxia."

"Looking for me, Brother Bai Mo? Is there anything you need me to do?" Ye Xinxia asked slowly. She knew from Mo Fan that Bai Mo had helped Mo Fan a lot, so she didn't stand on ceremony.

"I have a dream." Bai Mo cleared his throat, looking like he was about to give a speech.

Then her expression quickly turned languid, and she casually asked, "Xinxia, ​​how about becoming a teacher?"

"what?"

"Fine, I'll just get straight to the point. I want to replicate Parthenon in Kyushu. By the way, could you teach Qin Yue all of Parthenon's knowledge and make her a white magic teacher in Kyushu? Or rather, have her act as your representative to create a white magic holy land belonging to Kyushu."

Bai Mo gestured for the two to be quiet and continued, "The Parthenon is very powerful, but it cannot belong to us or Kyushu forever. This time, we obtained a lot of information about the Parthenon through Qin Yue's help, but there was also a lot we didn't get. But now it's different. Xin Xia, you have the potential to become the master of the Parthenon. Are you interested in bringing all the knowledge of the Parthenon back to Kyushu?"

"Does Brother Bai Mo want to turn the Bai family into a holy land of white magic?"

"I have no such plans. The Bai family's path is not my concern, and I am not interested in building up my own power."

Bai Mo shook his head. "It was just a sudden idea to give Qin Yue more opportunities. Also, you can use this to get some resources for Mo Fan; he's too weak right now."

"You're the one who's weak; I'm rock hard, aren't I?"

"His cultivation level has regressed again."

"I'm quitting this adventure, do you even know what a backup hidden energy source is?!"

"That's not bad either." Bai Mo nodded slightly, showing off:

"After returning to China, I became a super-level user. Sometimes when I wanted to take you on adventures, you were useless, Mo Fan."

Mo Fan was speechless; he was somewhat taken aback.

Bai Mo was right; he did want to take Mo Fan to explore the ruins that Lingling said only those of the Super-Rank were qualified to visit.

"I understand, I will think about it carefully." Ye Xinxia nodded emphatically and glanced at Mo Fan.

"Also, Qin Yue is a bit weak right now. Could you help treat them and get familiar with them in batches?"

"Alright, but I'm also learning about magic, so I'm afraid..."

"No rush, take your time to think it over. Qin Yue has only graduated from junior high school, and you have many things to resolve. The little guy can stay with you for a while. There's still plenty of time."

In Shanghai, inside the manor, beside the hollow willow tree.

Feng Ling floated solemnly in the air, while Jiao Yue and Da Ju sat side by side, observing the scene with the hollow willow.

Bai Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the Soul Refining Pot in his hands. He closed his eyes and used his mind to guide the exceptionally large and highly refined essence within the pot.

That was the essence of the skeleton he had just obtained, at the Supreme Monarch level!

He was going to undergo Star Feeding, a bloodline enhancement at the level of a supreme monarch. Bai Mo believed that Feng Ling's bloodline was very likely to evolve completely to the level of an emperor this time.

(End of this chapter)