Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2922: 593: Seven Calamities Ancient Clan! The Sovereign Returns!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
"It showed up in the Blood Sea Domain not long ago. I headed there to check it out, yet it proved far too wary, causing our effort to seize it to fall short."
"How could a level 9 fail to snag a level 8... Fine, should you spot any further details on it, notify me right away. I'll handle it personally."
"Got it!"
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After two years had passed.
Levi departed from the Land of Oblivion. In addition to the Crimson-scaled and Black Scale Clans, he gathered many more groups that had long disappeared across the Pan-Plane.
The sleek silver spaceship dove straight into the enveloping Darkness. His next-to-last destination on this journey lay in the Black Ruins Territory, the hiding spot of the Worm Lord's actual form.
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Another three years went by.
Nora Calendar 1730.
Levi's spiritual force had climbed to 65,000 points, merely ten thousand shy of the peak cap, and given his rapid progress in cultivation, reaching it seemed within easy grasp.
Furthermore, after countless years experimenting with spells of his own design, he sensed that breakthrough to the Ten-Ring Spell Prototype was drawing near.
To rise to legendary rank, three key requirements must be met:
1. Spiritual force at its absolute peak.
2. Command over a self-developed Ten-Ring Spell Prototype.
3. Crafting a fitting legendary artifact tailored for oneself. For those pursuing several professions, multiple such artifacts are essential to unlock the matching legendary paths.
Optional enhancements exist to boost the odds of success.
1. Pushing the spiritual force ceiling higher; the advantages are obvious.
2. Bolstering one's knowledge base by grasping additional original spells.
3. Brewing a potion dubbed "Sorren’s Legendary Blessing," or simply the "Blessing Potion," which demands no less than 1 divine medicine alongside 5 sacred ones.
This grants a steady 10% uplift in success probability.
The varieties of divine and sacred medicines hold no limits, as long as they align with the relevant sects. Yet for Levi, aligned with the Chaos Faction, the tally rises to 4 divine medicines and 20 sacred ones.
Sacred medicines pose no issue, with ample stockpile from his long efforts. Divine medicines remain elusive so far. He figures the Nora Council likely holds them, and his accumulated merits should allow a straightforward trade.
All in all, his ascent to legendary status filled him with strong assurance.
The main hurdle at present revolves around managing several legendary professions.
Juggling multiple paths diminishes the success odds, yet the wizard civilization offers no updates on forging legendary artifacts in tandem.
He'll simply proceed step by step.
Should the chance arise, he yearned to elevate the "Elemental Proof"'s caliber even more, rivaling those ancient primordial relics.
A straightforward fusion of seven-path Sun Refining Artifacts appeared to harness chaotic might, though its quality could fall short. Starting with "Elemental Proof" as the core, blending in seven legendary-grade rare treasures from varied sects, and incorporating the Light Candle at last would yield flawless results.
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Ten years sped past in a blur.
Nora Calendar 1740.
Upon the Ancient Dragon Continent.
High above, the tribulations gradually faded away. Elena perched on her wizard tower's peak, breathing heavily: "This spiritual treasure's tribulation held power rivaling a level 9's own. Without my array of techniques to challenge a level 9, crossing it might have proven impossible."
A petite black silhouette drifted softly toward her, settling into Elena’s hand. It bore clear feminine traits, echoing Elena's look like a diminutive royal.
Elena caressed the tiny form with care:
"Fascinating, so this is the Primordial Soul Treasure Refining Method, right?"
Her top rare treasure, the "Dark Night Dance," became her chosen spiritual treasure. Freshly formed spiritual treasures invariably take on their owner's likeness.
"Master, who am I?"
A shy young girl's voice resounded within her thoughts.
"You are... Miss Ye."
Elena pressed on with her isolation; her Energy Sect path neared level 8, requiring just one final insight to tear through the fragile barrier.
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In Gondor City.
Holy Infant shaped the rare treasure "Golden Sun Vortex" into his spiritual treasure, as Lord Victor forged the rare treasure "Golden King Sky Light Armor" for the same purpose. Only Gandalf still lacked a spiritual treasure.
From here, they merely had to keep refining with the primordial soul, supplementing materials to foster growth, turning it swiftly into viable battle strength.
Limited by their current realms, unleashing a full level 9 spiritual treasure's might proved challenging. Still, aided by the wizard tower and various tools, they wielded true level 9 combat prowess.
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Time flowed onward.
This particular day, within the Black Ruins Territory.
Silver radiance sliced across the heavens, halting before a shadowy world.
"Dusk Hall Master, you've come at last."
Atop the world's height, a plump white youth seated in mid-air meditation unveiled his eyes.
The Worm Lord.
His authentic body hailed from the Worm-man Clan, a force prominent in the Antiquity Age, masters of parasitism and replication, notoriously tough to eradicate. They once endangered the Giant Empire's dominion, sparking countless horrors, until total annihilation befell them.
The Worm Lord counted among the rare survivors, emerging over a hundred thousand years prior, attaining level-10, and for endless life, he embraced the Plane Sovereign route. During the Amethyst Saint's call for the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, he emerged from seclusion.
Unbeknownst to him, this thrust him toward a fate of ruin. Facing him stood the Nora era's most dazzling rising star, outshining even Blazing Sun God Wizard Edmund, dimming fellow legendary wizards in comparison.
Dusk Hall Master Levi.
To date, he had slain two level-10 powerhouses—a True God and a demon—while aiding in the recent demise of the Grey Mist Monarch. Put another way, beyond the Underworld and Four Great Giants, he had already crossed three major foes.
He drew near with steady poise and assurance:
"Pleased to make your acquaintance; I'm Levi."
"Have you come to claim my life?"
"Not at all, if you choose to pledge yourself to me, I could find a path to spare you. Achieving level-10 was no small feat—do you truly wish to perish without legacy?"