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

Bai Mo didn't chat with Qin Yu'er for long. After saying her name, he teleported away.

When he appeared on the big orange's back, Zhao Manyan immediately came over.

"Hey, Bai Mo, why didn't you bring that woman with you? By the way, who is she?"

"I don't know, I don't recognize it, why would I bring it here?" Bai Mo shook his head.

The reason he didn't bring Qin Yu'er along was simply to give her some time to come to her senses; after all, Tianshan could practically be considered her home.

Qin Yu'er is basically safe here.

"What a pity. I even made a bet with Mo Fan that the woman must be a great beauty. I could tell at a glance!" Zhao Manyan shook his head.

Bai Mo was speechless. "I think you find even a sow attractive."

During the conversation, everyone noticed that Shenchenhu and Tianhen Baihu had gradually stopped.

They had now passed through the canyon passage and arrived at a high plateau on a hilltop, where they could see a large expanse of shimmering water in the distance.

At this infinitely high altitude, there is actually a lake!

As you get closer, you can see the shimmering water. Perhaps because everything around is white, the water looks as if it is made up of countless snowflakes.

Each shake and tumble is a dance of snowflakes, the snow piling up and settling like clouds and mist on this vast plain.

Several large, ice-white trees, like jade trees on a celestial terrace, grow around the area, resembling peerless beauties standing before the snow pool, gazing at their reflections.

Combined with the frozen, mirror-like sky and icy clouds that reflected the scenery below, the world was as clean and pure as the eyes of a newborn baby, captivating and enchanting.

As Bai Mo walked before the Snow Pool, he wondered if he might be defiling the place.

"Roar roar roar!!!"

Suddenly, a fierce howl resounded through the heavens and earth. Bai Mo and the others quickly covered their ears, feeling dizzy from the shock.

The roar stirred up towering waves across the vast snow pool, and cracks appeared in the icy mirror of the sky, cascading down like a waterfall of white ribbons.

Before anyone could understand what had happened, Tianhen White Tiger roared and sped off in one direction.

"Big Orange, hurry up and keep up!"

Bai Mo was the first to react, immediately saying something to Da Ju, while simultaneously sending out a sound string detector.

The sound of the string, though delayed, arrived first, passing over the Heavenly Mark and White Tiger, covering an area of ​​more than ten kilometers.

Soon, Bai Mo discovered the anomaly ten kilometers away in the direction the White Tiger of Heavenly Mark had run.

There was a group of people there, and also a giant beast.

Previously, everyone's attention was drawn to the pristine scenery of the snow pool, and they hadn't paid any attention to what was happening in the distance.

"Master, my hunters have found quite a few hunters in the snow layer, and they will be here soon."

A very humble voice spoke, and Bai Mo could recognize the owner of the voice at a glance—it was the Hunter King Arsen.

Arsenal? Arsenal has gotten involved with the Inquisition.

The creature confronting them should be a Heavenly Mark White Tiger; this is likely its habitat.

What are they here to do?

Gathering manpower, is it to kill Tianhen Baihu?

Bai Mo glanced at the figure running ahead, unsure of what to do.

And Arsen's words continued to reach his ears.

"We just heard a tiger's roar over there. Perhaps reinforcements for that old bastard have arrived. Should we retreat first?"

"No need, the four of us are enough to handle it. Letting you find someone is just to keep the current monarch in check," said a rather arrogant man.

Upon hearing this, Arsen didn't speak, but the communicator in his hand lit up, and he immediately said with delight:

"Your Excellency, our people are back!"

"Have them all come over here!"

"They've arrived." As soon as Yassen finished speaking, more than eight hundred people slowly walked up from the snow slope in the distance.

"King Arsen, I heard that the Inquisitor of the Inquisition needs help. I wonder what it is?" said the leader of a renowned demon-hunting organization in Europe.

His gaze swept over the four judges, and he became visibly excited.

"Yeah yeah!"

The others echoed this sentiment. Some were from Asian hunter groups, some from aristocratic organizations, and some were mercenaries. Many of them were even from within Kyushu.

These people all saw the noble creatures overlooking them from afar, but with so many of them and four Tribunals in charge, they had absolutely no worries.

"Go and test that white tiger. That's what I want you to do. If you do it, I'll help you get the Tianshan Snow Lotus."

Tian Shan snow lotus is believed to have life-extending effects and can repair the soul, making it an extremely precious natural treasure.

The older the Tian Shan snow lotus, the better its effects.

Although not every hunter was after the Tian Shan snow lotus, they would certainly agree given the availability of such a treasure.

Just as a member of a powerful family was about to shout "I do!", he suddenly saw two enormous figures, one white and one yellow, leap over and land on the ground, creating a thunderous wave of snow dozens of meters high, silencing him.

"I disagree!"

A majestic and solemn voice came through the rolling snow waves, and the more than 800 people present were instantly terrified, all thinking that a demon had spoken!

"Look, there are people up there!"

Only when the snow waves subsided slightly could everyone clearly see the person standing on the bright yellow tiger's silhouette.

"Bai Mo!!!"

A hunter leader, employed by the Bai family of Yunshan City in the Flaming Mountain Holy Land, saw the face of the person at the front and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Young Master Bai, why do you disagree?" The famous hunter leader from the Northwest couldn't find a suitable way to address him, so he asked in a dry manner.

Bai Mo remained silent, his eyes fixed on the giant beast behind Tianhen White Tiger.

Its body is majestic, like a towering mountain, with a pure white body as pristine as a celestial paradise, possessing a glass-like texture. Combined with its thick, dense white fur, running from its neck and chest to its tail, it exudes an even more imposing and majestic aura.

His thick, snow-white eyebrows snaked and coiled like an old dragon, their protruding whiskers and tiger whiskers reflecting a sacred and majestic aura.

Its lithe limbs crouched silently, as if brewing a deadly attack.

His eyes held a purity and luster unique to totems.

"The Sacred Tiger of Tianshan! It's the Sacred Tiger of Tianshan!!" Jiang Shaoxu excitedly grabbed Bai Mo's hand and exclaimed.

Bai Mo nodded, estimating the strength of the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Tiger based on its aura. He felt it was similar to the current Hollow Willow, both being invincible monarchs.

Then he remembered the question asked by the hunter's leader.

"You all heard it, and for those who didn't, I can say it again: this Heavenly Mountain Sacred Tiger is an important totem that our Nine Provinces have been searching for. To oppose it is to oppose me!!"

Upon hearing this, the hunter leader's expression changed, and he took a step back.

Meanwhile, many hunters also had unpredictable changes in their expressions.

The originally imposing group of over eight hundred people suddenly seemed to have lost some of their momentum.

Especially those magic groups within Kyushu.

Bai Mo's reputation in China is already at its peak, and he has been heard of in many parts of Asia as well.

Magical groups from Southeast Asia and East Asia, including Arsène Lupin the Hunter, remained silent.

They looked at the four judges, and at that moment, the leader of the European demon-hunting organization stepped forward and said:

"So what? The Lord of the Inquisition wanted us to test this demon's strength, and you dare disobey the Inquisition's orders?! Bai Mo, how dare you!"

Bai Mo glanced at him indifferently, and in an instant, the level nine mental pressure descended upon these people like Mount Tai pressing down.

Even the four judges who were initially calm and composed changed their expressions slightly at this moment.

Not to mention the European mage who was the main target; you could see him grunt and almost fall flat on his face.

Everyone else's expression changed upon seeing this.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of lightning and a gentle breeze appeared beside Bai Mo, revealing two imposing elemental saints. Their powerful monarchical aura spread out, making them even more hesitant.

Then, Bai Mo's light and airy words rang in their ears.

"The Court of Judgment is for judging magical heresy; it has no jurisdiction over demons, much less over the totems of our Kyushu. Our Kyushu has its own arrangements for controlling the distribution of demons. Any danger will naturally be dealt with by the Magic Association, military mages, and related organizations; outsiders are not allowed to interfere or overstep their bounds!"

The implication is that you should return the same way you came.

Although the tone was soft, every word was like a heavy hammer blow to the spirit. Some of the weak-willed people were already feeling their legs go weak and they wanted to leave.

"snort!!"

Just then, a soft hum interrupted Bai Mo's mental pressure. A tailor with flaxen hair stepped forward and said arrogantly:

"We're just here to explore the Tianshan Mountains. There are precious treasures in those snow pools, and as hunters and mages, it's only natural for us to slay demons and obtain those treasures."

Moreover, this is the Tianshan Mountains, a land of demons. There are no countries here, no sorcerer factions, only sorcerers competing for resources. Bai Mo, your methods won't work here.

After speaking, he paused, then addressed the many hunters behind him:

"Gentlemen, I can guarantee in the name of the Holy City that if you are willing to help hold off these people and test the strength of the white tiger behind them, I can provide each of you with a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains that is over four hundred years old."

"I can attest that Lyles is right."

A white cleric with burgundy hair echoed this, while also producing a token representing the Holy City's identity.

This means that even within the Holy City, he holds a considerable position.

Upon seeing this, the eight hundred-plus mages stirred slightly, which surprised Hit, who was holding the token.

In his view, with the endorsement of the Holy City, these people should be incredibly excited, like they've been injected with adrenaline.

Only in that way could these cannon fodder test the strength of the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Tiger, giving them an opportunity to enter the snow pool and search for the treasures entrusted to them.

But now, among these people, only some hunters from Europe or West Asia have become excited.

The hunters from East Asia and Southeast Asia remained silent, their expressions shifting unpredictably.

There are reasons for all of this, not to mention those within Kyushu.

Bai Mo has risen to prominence like a comet in the past two years, and the things he has accomplished in the country are quite impressive.

The fact that neither the Mu family nor Zu Shi dares to cause him trouble is proof enough.

So, most of these people still relied on Bai Mo's magic, how could they possibly be guided by Hite and Letes?

The situation is similar for other monks in East Asia and even Southeast Asia.

Although Bai Mo had never been there, Kyushu, as a behemoth in the East Asian region, was watched closely by its neighbors for any movement.

Anyone with a modicum of insight would notice Bai Mo.

That's why they're so hesitant.

Moreover, beside and seated beside Bai Mo were two Great Monarchs and one Mid-level Monarch.

The Heavenly Mark White Tiger beside it was unrestrainedly releasing its supreme aura.

They didn't run away with this lineup, which is already out of respect for the Holy City.

Not to mention responding to Lyles' call; only people in Europe, with their minds solely focused on the Holy City, would be so excited at this moment.

But Hit was unaware of these things; in his eyes, Bai Mo was just a slightly famous young mage.

Seeing that all eight hundred-plus mages remained silent, Hit looked directly at Arsen and asked:

"Yasen, you offered to help us, so why aren't you saying anything now?"

Arsen's expression changed. Having witnessed Bai Mo kill demons and destroy enemies with his own eyes, he dared not express his opinion.

He understood perfectly well that even if there were twice as many hunters as there were, they still wouldn't be a match for Bai Mo.

Faced with a beast tide strong enough to wipe out a city, what are eight hundred mages?

Rather than risk his own life, Arsen preferred to offend the people of the Holy City, so he forced a smile and said:

"I think Bai Mo is right. Tianshan is, after all, part of Kyushu, and we, Baoxiang, are neighbors of Kyushu. We shouldn't harm their totems on their territory. Lord Hite, I'm truly sorry, the Arsen Hunters are withdrawing."

After saying that, Arsen didn't dare to look at Hit even once. He gave a wink to his hunters and left under the watchful eye of Hit, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Um, the Firebird Mage Corps has also left," said the hunter corps leader who had spoken with Bai Mo earlier.

Following his statement, various magical organizations and groups in Kyushu also expressed their opinions.

It's like a reservoir with its floodgates opened; once the first sip is released, the rest can't be stopped.

In the blink of an eye, only about one hundred of the original eight hundred remained.

Even the most oblivious hunters in the European circle realized something was amiss.

"Oh, I remember now, I remember now!" The previously extremely enthusiastic leader of the demon-hunting organization shouted as he ran away.

His teammates immediately shouted and ran away, for reasons unknown!

Hit really wanted to go over and kick them, but he suppressed his temper and looked at the rest of the people.

"You guys remembered too?"

These people opened their mouths, only regretting that they weren't quick enough to speak.

They now realized what Hitler had called them over to do.

But they can't say they won't leave.

Because life is more important.

Hit watched the people leave one after another with their heads down, his face dark and he snorted heavily. He suddenly turned around, his pair of bright blue eyes staring straight at Bai Mo with a devilish intensity.

"You're great! Great!!"

"This is called 'those who are virtuous receive much help'."

Upon hearing this, Hitt's defenses crumbled instantly. His pupils dilated, his face flushed, veins bulged, and he roared furiously:

"Even without those scoundrels, you'll still have to obediently make way for me. Today, let the might of the Holy Judgment shine upon this place!"

A sudden burst of imposing power erupted, and a dazzling magical aura simultaneously appeared on the four judges.

Suddenly, Hit grasped the purple-gold lightning in his hand, compressing the explosive and turbulent lightning into a spear.

The purple-gold spear tip seemed to be able to penetrate anything; its sharp edge alone left needle-like marks on the snow.

Mo Fan and the others felt as if swords were slicing across their skin, causing them to involuntarily tense up and develop goosebumps.

The purple-gold lightning spear pointed directly at Bai Mo. Even the prestige of the Holy City could not overwhelm him. Hit would not allow such a person to appear before him.

With the sound of lightning flashing, the Thunder Spear shot out and flew like a meteor toward Bai Mo's chest.

Sizzle sizzle~~~~~~~~~!

Suddenly, a sound of electricity crackling filled the air, and the bright moon vanished like a burst of electricity, only to reappear in the path that the lightning spear was destined to take.

Without any hesitation, she slashed out with the dark black lightning-forged longsword in her hand, and at the same time, holy marks appeared on her body.

These marks were not yet complete, but in an instant, she mobilized all her strength and poured it all into the Thunder Blade.

Clang!

The blade tip collided with the spear tip, and a blindingly bright thunderstorm exploded, directly blasting the bright moon away with the powerful force of the thunder spear.

The lightning spear charged forward relentlessly, arriving in front of Bai Mo in an instant.

At that moment, Bai Mo's body was suddenly enveloped in a purple light, and his entire body became an incarnation of lightning.

A hand made entirely of crimson lightning grasped the purple-gold lightning spear.

As you can see, the once invincible Thunder Spear, which seemed to possess the power to pierce the sky, is dissolving inch by inch in Bai Mo's hands.

As the lightning spear dissolved, the lightning energy on Bai Mo's body suddenly surged.

Crimson lightning erupted from his body, transforming into hundreds of azure-purple dragons with golden eyes in the air. These dragons swooped down towards Hit and the three judges.

Hit's expression changed, somewhat incredulous. He was, after all, a peak-level expert. How could an attack be so easily absorbed and then used to counterattack!

But how could he know that even lightning without the power of the Qiongxiao Tribulation Lightning would be his own lightning in Bai Mo's hands?

However, these tricks alone are clearly not enough to persuade the four people in front of them to leave.

With a sudden magical shift, the Sky-Splitting Sword, which had been radiating unparalleled sword light, was transformed into a majestic celestial shield.

The Sky Shield swooped down like a rocket, blocking all the hundreds of thunder dragons that were falling through the air like meteors.

He was also a peak-level cultivator. Although he had just entered this level, he could still withstand Bai Mo's lightning attack without any problem.

At the same time, the other two judges suddenly unleashed their magic.

Suddenly, large flakes of snow began to fall from the sky, the heavy snowfall carrying an extremely cold chill.

The heavy snow fell like a waterfall, and the Snow Princess's Cry, which should have covered a thousand meters, was condensed by him to a range of a hundred meters, covering Bai Mo and the others.

On the other side, a crystalline radiance suddenly descended, and the light of the soul transformed into butterflies, fluttering their wings and flying towards the crowd.

The butterfly arrived late but landed on everyone, immediately giving rise to countless illusions in their minds.

Jiang Shaoxu saw her brother, Mo Fan saw Mu Ningxue dressed in a sexy catwoman costume, and Zhao Manyan saw a large expanse of white...

Except for Bai Mo, everyone else was trapped in a dream.

Even Bai Mo was affected by fragments of illusions that appeared in his mind like trash.

He glanced warily at the mage who had unleashed mental magic; this mage's mental strength was not much lower than his own.

Only by approaching his level of spiritual power can one possibly influence him.

It even affected his spellcasting speed.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar rang out from behind, and the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Tiger raised its head, its rolling sound waves carrying wisps of invisible icy white light.

Then you can see the heavy snow falling from the sky suddenly dissipate, the snowflakes turning directly into fine dust.

Mo Fan and the others, who were originally trapped in the illusion, also woke up one by one.

Bai Mo perceived it most clearly. The roar of the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Tiger was huge, but it did not distinguish friend from foe like the Heavenly Mark White Tiger. His ears hardly felt any vibration.

Within his mind and spirit, the illusory fragments that kept emerging and required Bai Mo to suppress were wiped away by the roar before he could burn them away with the power of his Fire Soul.

Hit and his companions were struck hard by the roar, and the magical light that had been shining on their bodies suddenly went out.

Bai Mo seized the opportunity, and the illusory chaotic darkness and mysterious silver space suddenly merged at his fingertips.

A black roulette wheel suddenly unfolded beneath his feet, its surface marked with silver markings, each marking resembling a sharp, celestial sword light.

Beyond the silver markings lies darkness, like an all-encompassing abyss of the universe.

As the roulette wheel expanded, it seemed to transport the world to another dimension that did not exist.

The snow disappeared, the ice and snow vanished, and all the surrounding scenery became a phantom like a projection. Only the dark, chaotic roulette wheel with its iridescent colors was real, and only the markings on the wheel were tangible.

A strange, overwhelming terror suddenly enveloped him, and Hitt possessed a similar intuition to that of a five-tone bell or a dark pulse.

Previously, the Heavenly Mountain Holy Tiger only posed a slight threat to him, but based on his experience, with the help of Lyles and others by his side, there was no problem at all.

But now, faced with the encroaching darkness and the silence of the deep universe, Hit felt that he could not escape no matter what.

He felt that this magic had surpassed his current strength, and might have even approached the level of a semi-forbidden spell.

"Lyles, get us out of here!!"

Hit screamed and was about to run away when he turned around and saw that Lyles and the other two were already hundreds of meters away.

"Hitt, I'll take good care of your daughter and wife. Please hold them off; the Father will protect you!"

Hitt's eyes widened. He had considered leaving someone behind to stall for time, but he never expected it to be himself!

He had not practiced teleportation magic, and as soon as the magic tool was activated, he suddenly realized that he was already in a void.

The darkness and chaos enveloped him like glue or a spider web, giving him a feeling of weightlessness that immediately terrified him.

Immediately afterwards, those silver markings seemed to turn around like cannon barrels, and then one after another, silver laser cannons suddenly struck him!

Collapse, annihilation—when the world of the roulette wheel vanishes, only a pristine white remains. (End of Chapter)