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

Light has always given people a sense of gentleness and healing, but the light that illuminated the entire sky and merged with thunder at this moment made people feel fear and awe from the bottom of their hearts!

From the sea of ​​blood that Brook summoned, a creature covered in rotten hair slowly emerged. As if stimulated by the rich aura of holy light, it suddenly leaped out!

Boom boom boom boom!!!

In an instant, the calm sea of ​​blood was suddenly disturbed by column after column of blood-red water, and from within the huge water columns emerged dark red tentacles.

Each tentacle is incredibly thick; if you put four cars on it, they could all drive side by side!

There are eight tentacles in total, resembling eight towering demonic pillars!

In the center of the Demon Pillar is a huge, twisted head, resembling an octopus, but covered with algae made of cursed threads.

The head slowly emerged, and with each inch it appeared, the sea of ​​blood surged and churned, wave after wave, while its body grew taller and taller, and its aura grew stronger and stronger!

An octopus-like head fully appeared, and eight different human faces grew out of the long head in all eight directions!

Each one is extremely distorted, extremely hateful, and extremely grotesque!

It seems to embody the desires, pain, and madness of millions of people!

A terrifying aura of resentment and evil suddenly spread and enveloped several kilometers.

As the eight-faced head appeared, the aura of the giant cursed monster was fully unleashed.

As the sky suddenly darkened, an oppressive force, far surpassing that of a monarch, swept out in all directions!

Endless curses and evil light emanated from its eight faces, the sea of ​​blood disappeared, revealing the two tentacles it used for support, and the earth, torn apart by the flood, turned an abnormal blood red. The silt dried up, the grass and trees withered, as if the earth itself was being stripped of its life and soul!

The blood-red light suddenly spread in that instant, infecting the area of ​​more than ten kilometers with the speed of a contagious disease!

An eerie crimson aura enveloped everything, chilling the air to a bone. Strands of blood-red, snowy threads appeared in the air, drifting erratically, awaiting only one command to transform into the most terrifying curse!

With just a glance, blood-red curse patterns immediately appeared on Bai Mo's body.

Above his soul, it felt as if countless insects were crawling and biting, and a dense, stinging sensation instantly assaulted his mind!

Immediately, Bai Mo activated his Fire Soul, which dissolved the terrifying curse that had been placed upon him in that single glance.

"Eight-Faced Cursed Demon, kill him!"

Only after the sea of ​​blood disappeared did the countless shimmering cursed stars beneath Brook finally reveal themselves.

He grinned, seemingly emitting a silent mockery, both of Bai Mo's foolishness and his ridiculous attempt to compare his mutated forbidden spell with that laughable super-level magic.

The Eight Directions Cursed Ghost is an extremely powerful creature in the dark plane, ranking as a sub-emperor, and many ghosts are under its control.

Even Brook had to go to great lengths to bring over its projection.

A creature of this level cannot attach itself to another creature like a Ghost Elder.

Asking him to come and help always comes at a price.

Even though Brook is also a dark creature, theoretically, they are both subjects of the Dark King.

However, it was all worth it. Although it was not a normal curse-type forbidden spell, it definitely exceeded the scope of the super-level.

Brook now desperately wants to kill the guy in front of him, to force him into this state, so that his soul should be taken to the dark dimension to suffer endless torment!

The Eight-Faced Cursed Demon completely ignored Brooke. Its attention was immediately drawn to the portal that was still radiating majestic light and lightning within its own blood curse field.

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

The Eight-Faced Cursed Demon let out a disgusted growl, its six tentacles lashing out with a vast gale as they lashed out at the two doors that exuded an aura it loathed!

The eight blood-red tentacles, like eight blood-red sea dragons swinging their tails, possessed enough power in an instant to split rivers and shatter the earth. The howling tentacles carried an eerie and malevolent light, seemingly trying to completely suppress the light and thunder!

The deafening tremors were enough to shatter eardrums, yet none of the eight tentacles served any purpose.

Suddenly, a claw emerged from the two brightly lit doors. The claw was grotesque and powerful, as if it had been carved by nature from mountains and rocks, displaying a robust and rugged appearance!

It was a dragon's claw, its powerful and majestic arm resembling a majestic mountain range, while its five outstretched claws were the mountain ranges that extended from this main mountain.

Golden dragon scales, crafted with divine skill, covered the surface of the mountain, with golden electric arc dragon patterns running across them.

The dragon claw accurately grasped the four cursed ghost tentacles, the power that seemed to contain the curses and resentments of the entire abyss of purgatory, and was firmly locked within the Light Thunder Dragon Claw.

The moment the dragon claw appeared, half of the blood-red sky suddenly melted away, turning into a magnificent and sacred gold.

Unlike the golden lightning dragon claw at this door, the other doorway contained a hand crackling with endless, violent lightning.

The palm, less than one-hundredth the size of a cursed ghost's tentacle, suddenly unleashed an extremely dazzling pillar of lightning. This massive pillar of lightning slammed directly into the four tentacles, instantly shattering them in half!

The lightning and golden light merged into one, accompanied by a deafening explosion, instantly shattering the blood curse field of the Eight-Faced Cursed Demon.

The entire world returned to its original color.

On the other side, the Golden Thunder Dragon Claw retracted fiercely, and with a sudden tug, it tore off more than half of the four tentacles of the Eight-Faced Cursed Demon!

Severely injured, the Eight-Faced Cursed Demon let out a mournful cry, and the four pairs of eyes in front of it stared at Bai Mo with resentment.

"Impossible! How can you summon the Sub-Emperor to attack?! This is impossible!!!"

Bai Mo slightly opened his eyes, his gaze as clear and cold as a bright moon, like a god looking down upon the mortal world.

"That's impossible. I was originally planning to use you as practice, but since you insist on dying quickly, then so be it."

Brooke had noticed that he was secretly gathering even more powerful magic.

Bai Mo originally planned to summon two invincible monarchs to fight him.

This was the limit of what he could currently summon with his summoning abilities, but who would have thought that Brook's magic would also summon more people?

It was still a projection of a sub-emperor from a dark plane, although this sub-emperor's aura was weaker than the injured water unicorn he had sensed before.

But others have reached that level!

Therefore, Bai Mo had no choice but to use Divine Descent to connect with the Summoning System and temporarily ask the two emperors to take action.

Because the ancient demonic path had already been drawn up, but Bai Mo had only contributed monarch-level demonic energy.

Therefore, this demonic sect can only support the two of them to take action once.

That's why the scene just now happened.

The activation of Divine Descent was planned long ago, after learning that Brook possessed forbidden spell cultivation.

Otherwise, how could Bai Mo, who was only able to fly out of the summoning star bridge, possibly cross the chasm between humans and gods?

Before Bai Mo could give Brook a chance, a strange moon-white rune suddenly shot out of his eyes and imprinted itself on the space in front of him, before the vast curse power emanating from the four pairs of eyes of the Eight-Faced Ghost King could descend.

"Borrow the power of Heaven and Earth, and exchange!"

In an instant, a chilling aura, completely different from moonlight, suddenly rose from Bai Mo's body.

Vast, magnificent, dignified, and awe-inspiring, the aura of light emanated from Bai Mo's face, enveloping his entire body.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the Child of Light, with a radiant glow emanating from his body. Countless light elements in the world seemed to have seen their god and frantically flocked to him.

In an instant, the overwhelming curse aura that seemed to be swallowing Bai Mo like a giant maw collapsed on its own.

A bright golden light swept across every inch of land and every space, and a peaceful atmosphere instantly permeated every corner.

The desolate earth was revitalized, and the dark sky regained its clarity.

Under the endless light, the Eight-Faced Ghost King seemed to be undergoing a baptism of a thousand cuts, screaming as he turned into a wisp of blood smoke and disappeared.

In front of Bai Mo, Brooke seemed to have been poisoned. Not only had his body stopped healing, but countless spots appeared on his pale skin.

Wisps of dark red gas emanated from his body, and the more they dissipated, the weaker his life force became.

He was like a bacterium, unable to withstand such sunlight.

"No, no, don't kill me! I'll do anything for you. You need a servant from the Holy City? I can get you all the secrets of the Holy City. I can even steal the Holy City's treasures for you."

Brooke felt his life force waning, and the warm golden light seemed to him not as a life-saving remedy, but as a deadly poison.

He didn't care why Bai Mo had to have this ability; he just wanted to live, not die.

He has been working for the Holy City since he was a half-vampire.

His noble lineage granted him a long life, year after year.

Brooke witnessed generations of heroes emerge, shine, are judged by angels, and even participates in their trials.

I have also witnessed the emergence of generation after generation of angels, some arrogant, some humble, some hypocritical, all of them more or less the same.

But time flies, seasons change, and he went from being a junior assistant in the Holy City to becoming the second-in-command.

There were many people more powerful than him, but they were all dead.

With the help of the Holy City, he can live for a long time.

The longer the years passed, the less Brooke wanted to die.

He recounted everything in fear: the secrets of the Holy City, its treasures, and so on!

However, Bai Mo wasn't interested in any of them; he knew his current state wouldn't last long.

Faced with an ancient monster who had lived for a thousand years, he had no interest in playing spy games or intellectual contests.

"You need to figure something out."

More light elements gathered, and under Bai Mo's control, the surroundings became brighter and more magnificent, filled with the power of purification and dissolution.

"You know, it's not important to me. It's your absence that matters to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brooke's body began to rapidly turn into dark red mist.

In the end, only a pristine robe remained, now filthy and lying on the ground.

Bai Mo put away his spatial equipment and severed the connection between the divine light and the summoning system.

In an instant, the light elements that had been frantically gathering towards him all ran away, as if their biological mother had become their stepmother.

The essence of summoning is contracts and transactions. To deal with a crippled projection of a dark creature and a half-crippled vampire, he doesn't need to summon any emperor to fight.

I don't want to go through that kind of drain.

Instead, it would be more appropriate to directly establish a separate contract to exchange for control of the light element.

Just now, he directly exchanged control over the light element.

Now that the divine intervention has been lifted, that domineering trading situation can no longer be maintained.

Bai Mo's face suddenly turned pale, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, as if someone was swinging a sledgehammer and smashing it on his head.

He closed his eyes slightly, looked inward into his spiritual world, glanced at his depleted star sea, and silently restored his magical energy.

The divine state burdens his soul. With Bai Mo's current level of cultivation, he is only burdening one aspect, and all he has to pay is a few days of mental weakness.

Just like when people reward themselves too much, they eventually need to rest.

Only by going all out and fighting for a long time will he become a mentally confused idiot.

"Bai Mo! Bai Mo!!"

Just as Bai Mo was checking his condition, a voice came from afar.

Lonia ran over, her face beaming with excitement, and asked, "What just happened? Did you win?"

As the battle between Brooke and Bai Mo grew increasingly intense, she was forced to retreat more than ten kilometers away, where she could no longer see the situation.

Just then, the area around the thorn was brightly lit, and then there was no more movement. She immediately ran over.

"I suppose so. What about Chen Luo?"

"Oh God, this is incredible!!"

Lonia exclaimed in surprise, and it took her a while to recover before answering his question.

"Hunter King Lin Yan has found him and is teaching him a lesson."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo paused slightly, nodded, and suddenly felt interested in going over to take a look.

"Let's go take a look."

"good!"

"Lonia, please keep this a secret."

"Of course, I'd rather die than tell!"

Just as Bai Mo was about to set off, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his divine light, which had returned to normal, suddenly flickered. A special wave swept across and landed on Brook's dissipated remnant soul.

He did not collect the remnant soul, fearing that the Holy City might have some hidden tricks up its sleeve.

Instantly, an invisible and intangible energy, imbued with a sense of holiness, appeared and surged into his forehead.

Bai Mo immediately closed his eyes and saw the energy suddenly merge into the divine light.

Under his unwavering gaze, he saw the divine light once again project a thin shimmering glow, appearing in the dark space-time near the Chaos System.

Upon closer inspection, Bai Mo could see the stardust even more clearly.

It was a patch of stardust that appeared gray to us now, with two stars lit up, one red and the other black.

Bai Mo was still a little confused, but suddenly he saw the divine light projecting stardust move slightly.

Just when he thought the projection was about to be withdrawn, the eyes of Red Demon Lu Kun and Vampire Bruker before their deaths involuntarily appeared before his eyes.

That's desire—desire for people, for the world, for oneself! A desire that even death cannot stop!

That was fear, the fear of death, the fear of loss, fear that made him forget everything!

Bai Mo calmed himself down and carefully recalled the two people's gazes once more.

He was right; the former was Lu Kun, and the latter was Brooke.

Both of their thoughts at the moment of their deaths were very pure.

The seven emotions?

The thought crossed his mind and he realized this immediately.

But then he became puzzled, as he did not feel any desire or fear in the two absorbed energies.

There was only a pure and sacred aura.

If it's the seven emotions, then what does that have to do with the new department?

Is it that the new system needs to be generated by the seven emotions, or does the divine light itself require it?

If necessary, is killing the other party the only way?

These are all important.

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire—the negative emotions are easy to talk about, but what about the positive ones?

Bai Mo was undecided and decided to wait and see. Regarding the new faction, he maintained his previous stance.

Whatever happens, happens!

He still has too few clues. The two energy acquisitions came from the Red Demon and a special vampire, respectively.

Their inherent characteristics should be those of dark creatures, powerful strength, and formidable souls.

But the divine light's response pointed to emotions.

Deep down, Bai Mo believed it, after all, in the original story, the position of the Evil Saint King required the eight souls of good and evil to ascend.

One's position in this dimension cannot be that simple.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Lonia looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"It's alright, let's go."

As Bai Mo and Lonia approached Chen Luo, they checked Brook's spatial equipment.

A large sum of cash, several elemental items, and mostly vampire-related items.

Finally, Bai Mo was drawn to an encrypted treasure chest. The blood-red chest was inlaid with many jade and agate stones and outlined with gold and silver threads, making it look very ancient and precious.

Bai Mo tried to open it, but his mind was immediately repelled by a powerful beam of blood-red light.

He felt that if he were even slightly more forceful, the blood-red light would immediately destroy the treasure chest.

It even has a password!?

What is this precious thing?

Bai Mo became curious and put the treasure chest and its contents into his spare space, discarding the Brook space equipment.

Upon reaching the edge of the wasteland, where the road is visible, the scene is no longer the desolate mess left by magic.

As soon as he got close, Bai Mo heard a gentle, reprimanding voice.

Looking up, he saw a handsome man dressed in a well-fitting black robe standing by the roadside, talking to Chen Luo incoherently.

Chen Luo lowered his head and nodded like a grandson.

Upon seeing Bai Mo and the other person approach, Lin Yan immediately stopped his lecture.

"You must be Bai Mo. I know you. Chen Luo has really caused you trouble."

Bai Mo felt that these words were a bit strange, but he still responded politely:

"It's alright, no trouble at all."

Lin Yan smiled gently, then suddenly said, "You must be Mo Bai?"

"Huh?" Bai Mo was taken aback. Because of Chen Luo's antics, Lingling hadn't been able to contact him.

Therefore, Lin Yan probably didn't know about his alternate account used for the 3S mission.

"Hehe, Bai Mo, Mo Bai, this code name is quite obvious. I guessed it, but judging from your expression, it should be it," Lin Yan said.

Bai Mo felt somewhat helpless and secretly thought to himself that if they weren't somewhat familiar with each other, he wouldn't have revealed any flaws.

"King Hunter, since you guessed it, I won't hide it from you. By the way, could you tell me what your mission is?"

"This isn't a big secret in Europe," Lin Yan nodded.

"My mission is simple: find Quartz. Actually, the people who accept this mission are the same on two continents. Only the Americas and East Asia are different."

Bai Mo nodded, having made up his mind.

He had no intention of staying in Europe for more than a few days. After exchanging pleasantries with a few people for a while, he immediately headed to a nearby city and chose to fly back to China.

The mental strain caused him to sleep the entire way.

It was noon when Bai Mo returned to Shanghai, so he went straight to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

While getting a free meal, I'll also try to figure out how to open that treasure chest.

Lunch at the hunting lodge is usually delivered from the restaurant next door, but if Leng Qing and Qin Yue are there, they will cook for themselves.

When Bai Mo arrived, it wasn't time for dinner yet.

"You're back so soon!" Lingling was somewhat surprised to see him. She already knew about Feng Zhoulong's assassination attempt.

"Of course, it's not a big deal."

Lingling glanced at his somewhat pale face. "You're injured, and you look a bit weak. You wouldn't even spare vampires, would you?"

"What are you thinking! I just overdid it, but I didn't miss a single one."

Bai Mo raised his hand and gently rubbed the little face.

"By the way, Old Man Bao, could you take a look at this for me?"

He looked at the old man lying to the side and took out the ornately decorated treasure chest.

Old Man Bao had also served as an official in the Holy City, so Bai Mo naturally trusted his knowledge.

"This box is quite old. Where did you get it?" Old Bao squinted. "There's even the scent of an old friend on it."

"An old friend? Old Bao, I feel like he's old enough to be your ancestor."

Bai Mo couldn't help but complain, then said, "I found it on Brook after I killed him."

"Brook!?"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Bao's pupils dilated, and his usually expressionless face, as calm as old tree bark, showed a look of horror for the first time.

It wasn't because of Brooke's vampire identity, which was no secret to the Holy City's higher-ups.

On the contrary, the fact that unruly and evil demons have converted to the Holy City and become enforcers is something the Holy City is very proud of.

To his surprise, this guy was killed by Bai Mo.

Moreover, it seems that Bai Mo is not seriously injured, but is just mentally weak.

Judging from his behavior, it doesn't seem like the way he usually behaves after using special methods.

"That's amazing. It seems that my old bones are really going to retire."

Old Bao sighed, raised his withered old hand to touch the treasure chest, and slowly said:

"This is a medieval code, but it's not difficult to crack. Just capture a vampire and use its power to apply it to this gem."

"What's inside?" Lingling asked curiously.

If something is displayed openly in the open, it may remain untouched until it is covered in dust or completely damaged.

But if it's placed in a box, countless people will become curious.

"A treasure."

As Old Man Bao spoke, he added, "It's related to the vampires, a very important treasure."

"These boxes were originally designed for storage, not for harming others."

Bai Mo nodded slightly, and after the meal, he took Lingling to find Shajia and took out the vampire treasure chest.

The spellbook of Shaka clearly possesses the power of a high-level vampire.

Upon learning of Bai Mo's intentions, he immediately used that page of the Blood Clan Book.

Strands of blood-red light landed on the gems on the treasure chest, and with a soft sound, the chest opened.

Inside the black box was only an ancient parchment book, its cover framed, exuding a sense of solemnity and reverence.

The book was about the size of a notebook. Bai Mo took it out and could feel its weight by touching it.

The book, about an inch thick, was placed on the table beside them, and the three of them couldn't help but look at its cover.

This book is such a treasure; what exactly is written in it?

Bai Mo just hoped it wasn't Brooke's diary.

But when he saw that line of text on the cover, he was completely bewildered.

Then he turned to look at Lingling, who was also full of doubt.

"It looks like early Italian script, but it's not quite the same; I can't recognize it."

"I don't know them either," Shaka said.

Just then, a sharp voice suddenly came from Shaka's hand.

"Of course you don't recognize it. That was the earliest blood pattern used within the vampire clan."

The three were once again drawn to the sound and looked at the magic book in Shaka's hand.

Shaka remained calm, and Bai Mo showed no reaction. Lingling's eyes flickered slightly before she asked:

"Since you know it, could you translate it for me?"

"Hehe, of course, no problem."

The book of magic swayed slightly. "The words written on it, in your Kyushu language, can be called 'The Dark Chronicle'."

"I'm too lazy to translate the specifics, Shaka. You can just use vampire techniques to transform them directly."

"it is good."

Shaka immediately cast the spell again. Bai Mo was actually quite curious about this book, as it recorded many things from ancient legends, some of which had already disappeared.

A layer of blood-red light fell from the magic book in Shaka's palm, covering the entire Dark Chronicle.

The text on the Dark Chronicle immediately began to twist and writhe like living worms.

The entire book moved on its own without any wind. As the pages were turned, the blood-red characters crawling across the yellowed kraft paper looked like countless bloodworms wriggling.

The whole process looked mysterious and strange.

After a long pause, the book closed again, and the series of blood-stained characters on the cover had now transformed into three bold, blood-red characters—

The Dark Legend

If we interpret it literally, this might be a biography of the Dark Lord.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, the fact that it dares to use the word "darkness" in its title makes it worth watching.

Bai Mo made two more copies of the book, and the three of them spent the entire afternoon reading.

Until the moon was bright and the stars were few, and I was starving.

After reading it, Bai Mo still felt a sense of absurdity and strangeness, melancholy and clarity.

The book isn't very long, but the reason he spent an entire afternoon reading it was because many parts were worth examining.

In some places, there are also many private activities of the vampires, which need to be carefully identified.

However, the book as a whole records a very distant era.

According to the descriptions in the book and Bai Mo's estimation, at that time, humankind had not yet been born, and the world had not yet reopened.

An era belonging to totems, demons, and dark creatures.

The above record answered some of Bai Mo's questions and convinced him, because a name appeared at the very beginning—

Dark yellow.

According to the book, the world weakened after experiencing a cataclysmic flood. Fortunately, a being named Xuanhuang restored the world's rules with his own power, allowing the world, which was about to be annihilated and return to chaos, to be reopened.

However, Xuanhuang's resentment and malice at death also took root in the new world, becoming another powerful being.

It is called hidden.

Hidden evil thoughts constantly filled the newborn world, making the beasts in the ocean even stronger, and further stimulating something in the ocean, resulting in an explosion of more evil energy and malice.

It even polluted many totems; even the original totems born in the Kunlun Mountains were contaminated by the hidden evil thoughts and evil energy.

The dark and evil environment caused many creatures to choose to leave or fall into slumber, and vampires were born in this environment.

Yin became the king of the world, revered by countless creatures whose evil power had been corrupted by him.

However, the imbalance of forces accelerated the destruction of the new world, bringing about its end.

In Bai Mo's view, this was more like triggering a security alarm, and the system automatically started scanning for viruses.

Returning to the content, at the crucial moment, Yin used powerful force to strip the world of its dark aspects, causing a new dimension to emerge from the ashes.

He led most of the creatures into it, allowing everyone to survive, and the original world was able to barely survive.

Some of the dark creatures that remained in this world included vampires who recorded what happened next.

After the darkness departs, the world is like a correction of an overreaction, or an explosion after extreme repression.

It constantly generates a sacred and luminous aura that is the complete opposite of darkness and evil.

This aura oppressed dark creatures for countless years, and caused many creatures to relinquish most of their evil intent. The holy aura filled the entire world, eventually becoming so intense that even special beings were born within the rules themselves.

So the vampires had no choice but to go into slumber, and then, many years later...

It seems that due to excessive correction, the world has become unbalanced again and is restarting.

That being, born from the sacred rules, followed the story of the Hidden Ones of yesteryear, stripping itself of the sacred and leaving this world to support a plane.

The world will eventually reach equilibrium, but the inevitable restart will still occur, only the restart will happen faster.

These beings from other planes also survived.

Next, we see what Bai Mo saw among the relics of the Tianshan civilization.

According to the records in the Dark Chronicles, a consciousness suddenly appeared in the heavens and earth, took the initiative to create the heavens and earth, and evolved into the world we know today.

The story that follows largely revolves around how this surviving vampire clan grows stronger in their new world and connects with the darkness.

Bai Mo was initially skeptical of most of the content, worried that it might be a dark bible used to deceive people.

But when he saw the highly inflammatory and encouraging words at the end of the book, he believed them.

Because those words were written for dark creatures, for vampires.

The general idea is that they miss the environment of the dark world and strive to increase the darkness and evil in the world.

Let darkness descend once more.

Interestingly, this book, whose ultimate goal is education, was shelved by Brook, the strongest vampire of the modern era.

He himself is still working for the Holy City.

Bai Mo didn't believe that Brooke had any grand plan for the future.

As long as angels are reincarnated generation after generation, the demons and monsters of the holy city can only lie prostrate.

After ordering three takeout meals to relax, Bai Mo looked at Sha Jia and Ling Ling.

What do you think?

"A bizarre story, but also containing some truth."

Shaka's eyes flickered with light and shadow before she finally said, "The magical plane is indeed being eroded by darkness. The holy plane is more like a firewall for the magical plane, filtering out most of the dark poison."

"It feels very connected to some of the things we've seen before," Lingling said, glancing at the book.

Bai Mo nodded as well; he knew the most.

If examined closely, one could say that the entire Dark Chronicles is a sequel to Xuanhuang.

According to the order of the world's restarts, the history of the entire magical world should have gone through three cycles of creation.

Neither Xuanhuang nor Yin succeeded completely.

Until then, a shadow just like the real world itself appears.

The period of time that Yin lived in might be called the Dark Saint Era, but the Xuanhuang era preceded it.

Aside from the flood, Bai Mo knew nothing else.

The book also mentions Kunlun, from which the original totem was born.

In his memory, Xuanhuang seemed to be in Kunlun, and the humans created by the Creator's Shadow.

They also emerged from a mountain.

That must be Kunlun.

Furthermore, by process of elimination, both the Dark and Holy realms are aware of the three planes related to the Magical Plane.

Could the dimensional plane be related to Xuanhuang?

Forbidden spells allow one to travel the world. After banning a spell, Bai Mo plans to visit a different dimension.

"These records can't be completely trusted; they're too old. Teacher, you shouldn't overthink it," Shaka said when she saw Bai Mo frowning in deep thought.

"Okay, then let's leave it for now."

Bai Mo nodded, thinking that he could simply watch the replay himself using the Chaos System.

After dinner, he went straight to sleep in his room at the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

Bai Mo had been feeling weak and sleepy for the past few days, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

It's worth mentioning that the Water Clone's strength should recover in three days, after which the Water Clone's secret technique effects and elemental seeds will be gone.

However, Mo Fan has already taken Zhao Manyan to the Holy City. As long as he has the Eye of Deception, he will have inexhaustible deceptive power.

There's absolutely no need to worry about the secret techniques.

A new soul seed was assigned to the water clone, and Bai Mo's mental weakness was completely restored a week later.

Bai Mo, who had been mocked for his kidney deficiency for several days and was preparing to regain his virility, suddenly received a message.

The Dubai Buddhist Tower has dispatched a patrolling monk, and someone from Kyushu needs to accompany him.

These so-called inspector mages are responsible for monitoring whether there are any deficiencies in the magic associations of various countries, or whether there are any practitioners of evil or forbidden arts within their own countries.

"Originally, you were to be received by Gu Jian, the secretary of Speaker Shao Zhengda, but the other party specifically requested that you come."

In the Xinghuo.com office, Leng Qing tidied up his messy clothes as he spoke.

Bai Mo stood still, looking at Qingqing's serene face, and raised an eyebrow.

"Those who came for the fusion method thought that killing the chicken would stop the monkeys from causing trouble in secret."

"It seems so, but they seem to have other motives. Go and meet them, and you should be able to find out," Leng Qing said.

"Okay, where are they?" Bai Mo nodded slightly.

"For the Pearl Mage Tower, just go find Gu Jian."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo vanished from the spot.

Upon arriving at the top floor of the Mingzhu Pagoda, Bai Mo found Gu Jian on Shao Zheng's territory and glanced at the busy secretariat.

Shao Zheng was nowhere to be seen.

"Bai Mo, you've finally arrived! I'll take you to see the people at the Dubai Monastery right now!"

Gu Jian immediately spotted Bai Mo, who had suddenly appeared in the room.

Without saying a word, she came up to him and gestured for him to follow.

"Secretary Gu, what's going on?"

"I don't know either. No information has leaked out. But good people don't come. This patrolling monk hasn't been around for years. He's always been an idle person at the Dubai Monastery."

Gu Jian pointedly defined the nature of this group, then glanced at Bai Mo and continued:

"The Grand Speaker went to the Bohai Sea to discuss matters with the Chinese military commander; otherwise, those people wouldn't dare to give me attitude."

By the way, Speaker Shao Zheng asked me to convey that regardless of the Dubai Buddhist Tower's attitude towards the fusion method, they support you.

"Okay, I understand."

Bai Mo nodded slightly and followed Gu Jian to the reception room.

At this moment, three white men dressed in the uniforms of the Dubai Temple Tower are sitting in the main seats, seemingly surfing the internet.

Gu Jian frowned, walked straight to a woman with platinum blonde hair, and said:

"Inspector Dale, you wanted our Starfire Judge Bai Mo to accompany you, and now he has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Dale raised his eyes, his gaze bypassing Gu Jian and looking directly at Bai Mo.

"We meet again, Bai Mo, this is Dale."

Looking at that face, Bai Mo remembered that he had seen this woman after he dealt with those Judicators in the sky.

"Yes, indeed. It seems our last meeting wasn't a coincidence." Bai Mo nodded.

Dale glanced at Gu Jian, whose eyes darkened slightly, but he still said:

"You guys chat, I have some things to take care of."

Seeing that the unrelated people had left, Dale smiled at Bai Mo and stood up.

The other two patrolmen also stood up when they saw her stand up.

Dale stepped forward to Bai Mo and extended his hand, saying:

"Let me formally introduce myself. I am the patrol leader of this patrol team, and also one of the councilors of the Dubai Temple Tower, De Derna."

Bai Mo reached out and shook her hand, and out of politeness, said:

"Chief Judge of the Kyushu Spark Network, Bai Mo."

"Please sit down." Dale gave up the seat he had been sitting in and waited for Bai Mo to sit down before sitting down beside him.

Seeing that Bai Mo didn't intend to speak, she maintained her smile and looked at Bai Mo, saying:

"In Kyushu parlance, we don't beat around the bush. The Dubai Mage Tower has received numerous reports that Kyushu has published evil magic that violates the rules of magic, and we're here to investigate thoroughly."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and Dale raised his hand, dropping a stack of documents.

"We were also given information about the reported magic method. As you know, the Asian Magic Association oversees the promulgation of all magic methods in Asia. We are here according to regulations and need to take the relevant personnel away for investigation."

Bai Mo's heart stirred slightly as the term "the reported method" caught his attention.

Based on this person's previous actions, Bai Mo felt that she might have some other request, and that she wasn't there to cause trouble for the fusion method.

So he didn't say anything, and his face remained expressionless.

Seeing that Bai Mo remained unaffected by her, Dale continued without waiting for him to speak:

"However, Bai, the leader of our Dubai Temple Tower, the king of all Asia, and the Grand Speaker Sulu who is destined to reach the pinnacle of the world in the future, greatly admires you."

"We're not here because of some trivial magical technique."

"Our formal visit is to invite you to take a position in Dubai. Lord Su Lu will still allow you to work in Kyushu; we respect the Kyushu people's desire to avoid leaving their homeland." (End of Chapter)