Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2851: 581: The Four Treasures of the Universe! Massive Gains!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Thus, a haughty figure like the Amethyst Saint showed utmost deference before this individual, staying quiet until he finally addressed her.
Compared to the Underworld, the Pan-Plane holds just the fifth position, utterly trivial.
"You can return now."
The Rotating Ancient Emperor declared calmly.
A shift appeared on the Amethyst Saint's face.
Within its hand materialized a pair of pale blue high heels, inscribed with arcane symbols that subtly depicted rivers flowing back to the ocean. In the midst of the surging tides, a azure silhouette, akin to the Water God, commanded the realm, reigning supreme over every body of water.
These represent the 23rd-ranked artifact in the Pan-Plane—the Water Summoning Boots—crafted by Emperor Wan Chuan, a late-stage level-10 powerhouse from the Ancient Age. They grant control over a world's water channels and house various kinds of Exotic Species Water, delivering powers that are impossible to foresee.
Furthermore, donning these boots grants passage to the "Water Net Path" and the "Star Realm Ruins Sea" within the void, enabling travel at multiples of the usual flight velocity. Beyond that, they permit transformation into the "Wanze Saint Body," a genuine immortal deity form.
Countless level-10 powerhouses yearn desperately for such an item.
Yet the Amethyst Saint's sole demand remained:
A single chance at reincarnation and retraining!
The Underworld had already allocated numerous opportunities for reincarnation retraining, and Underworld Kings could typically approve them, including myself.
Regardless, the Underworld reaps massive benefits from it!
"Put it away; it's truly impossible."
"Does this stem from Lord Nether Ancestor's will?"
"Indeed."
Upon hearing that, despair gripped the Amethyst Saint, who hesitated to claim the Water Summoning Boots for personal use, yet even offering them as tribute got turned down.
Although designed as women's high-heeled battle boots, males could equip them as well.
Silent, it withdrew discreetly to the Purple Crystal World.
Back in the temple, the Amethyst Saint roused itself, face clouded in gloom.
The Purple Crystal Seven Kings inquired worriedly:
"Saint, what was the outcome?"
With a heavy sigh, it replied, "The Underworld won't cooperate."
"Saint, why not side with the astral world? Given your might, innumerable mighty gods from the Thousand Hills Countries would eagerly enlist you."
"Absolutely, far superior to partnering with the Abyss or the Nightmare."
The Seven Kings proposed various plans and advice.
Dismissing them, the Amethyst Saint sat solitary on the throne, deep in thought.
Siding with the astral world could work. Despite slaying numerous Gods, some must still desire my alliance... The issue lies in reforming the Divine Body, which would forfeit the formidable bodily edge inherent to the Amethyst Race.
"Never mind, I'll bide my time and observe developments involving Nora, the Nightmare, and the Abyss. Should Nora crumble unassailed, hope lingers for me."
...
Land of Nora.
Another crucial proclamation came from the Supreme Council:
[Lately, the Dusk Palace Master eliminated the incarnation of the Holy War Army Master's seventh Divine General in the Pan-Plane, employing a level 9 physique to strike back against a near-divine entity! To date, beneath the God Race, the Dusk Palace Master has taken down half of the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals!
Through full consensus of the Supreme Council.
The Dusk Palace Master receives a special grant of 3 trillion Aether Stones, plus entry to 100,000 varieties of spells, potions, forging techniques, and formation lore from the Ancient Dragon Continent. Moreover, the Dusk Holy Temple gains 50,000 transcendent creature specimens and 500 bloodline crystals surpassing level 6.
The downfall of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans looms inevitable. The Nora Council reiterates to all civilizations and foreign species beneath the Council of Ten Thousand Clans:
Individuals who voluntarily exit the council or provide key intelligence shall earn fitting reductions in penalties later on.
Those achieving major contributions can pledge loyalty to the Nora Council and gain pardon. The stubborn fools who cling on will face utter annihilation!]
This revelation sparked chaos across Nora!
"What? He only recently felled a level 9—how's he taking down a level-10 incarnation already? Mere centuries have passed."
"The Holy War Army Master counts as a veteran level-10; doesn't its incarnation rival certain feeble astral world Gods? So, the Dusk Palace Master wields god-killing might now?"
"Unbelievable, truly!"
"Terrifying, no doubt!"
"Continuing like this, the Holy War Army Master's very existence hangs in peril."
"Right, even the Plane Sovereign can't dodge it."
"Incredible! They acted all superior when targeting us earlier; now panic sets in?"
"The Council of Ten Thousand Clans murdered my companion. At last, the Nora Council pursues justice—vengeance approaches!"
The tidings reached the Ancient Dragon Continent.
Members burst into jubilation, partying for three full days.
"Our Hall Master is utterly remarkable!"
"That's the essence of the Supernova King!"
"Enrollment at the Dusk Holy Temple will boom once more soon."
"Plus, these rewards are insanely bountiful—50,000 transcendent beings; the Giant Beast Paradise can't contain them all, so expansion looms."
"500 bloodline crystals over level 6—wow, expect a wave of level 6 knights rising."
This bounty stunned all. Even one piece could vastly bolster the Ancient Dragon Continent's heritage.
A month afterward.
The public ceremony for the awards.
Elena, Triss, the Blood Knight, alongside other top figures from the Ancient Dragon Continent, stood for their groups and gleefully claimed the honors. Combined, these treasures exceed ten trillion in value! Such is the prestige of vanquishing a quasi-level-10 foe?
Supreme Council.
Numerous Legendary Wizards assembled, faces beaming with delight.
Edmund remarked:
"Right after the declaration, plenty of former Council of Ten Thousand Clans associates pleaded for help... Still, most remain shackled by the Covenant Sword; to fully settle this, we must eliminate the Amethyst Saint."
The Thousand Mountains Immortal responded:
"Challenging... This lingers as a longstanding problem. Had it been feasible, countless sages of old would have succeeded. Roger Great Councilman came nearest, yet he ultimately failed."