Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2946: 598: The God Race’s Grand Ceremony (part 2)

The golden-haired old man gave a nod and declared:

"Fine, should I seize that ultimate treasure later, I'll grant you some leniency for the sake of our long-standing bond."

The man with the hooked nose chuckled and replied:

"Same here."

Next, an immense presence burst from the pair, turning them into twin streaks of golden radiance that sliced through the fog and haze, plunging further inside. A golden Wizard Tool resembling a compass materialized in the hooked-nose man's grasp, pointing the way amid the vapors. He looked over, watching as the golden-haired elder shifted into a massive golden ape.

Towering at thirty thousand zhang in height, its golden fur stood rigid like iron spikes, extending outward in every direction to scan the area. Inside the fog, even level 9 powerhouses found their senses drastically diminished.

Time flew by swiftly, bringing them to two years afterward.

Within the Pan-Plane, the golden-haired elder and the hooked-nose man counted as hidden powerhouses, sure they could roam freely anywhere short of level 10.

Yet, they could scarcely believe a simple veil of mist would trap them with no escape, stuck for two full years without spotting a way out! Worse still, the haze had split them apart, leaving them unable to reunite and stirring deep unease.

Just like that, eight years slipped away.

Nora Calendar 1890.

The golden-haired elder and the hooked-nose man continued drifting through the mist, their mighty Willpower worn down nearly to breaking by the ordeal. Across the last ten years, they had experimented with countless approaches.

However, every one failed!

This reality confirmed it as a no-go area.

Only those at level 10 could venture in!

On a certain day, the hooked-nose man roamed as he always did until his expression suddenly sharpened; a silhouette emerged in front, with swirling mist encircling it and a formidable aura radiating outward.

"Golden King? That you, old timer?"

No response came from the silhouette, causing his features to harden.

"Looks like we're dealing with something off."

With a flick of his fingers, a strand of Gold Element Sword Qi formed, ripping through the emptiness straight at it, yet the silhouette reached out, clamping the Sword Qi between two digits.

Terror gripped the hooked-nose man.

"Level 10, it has to be level 10."

Even at level 9's pinnacle, none could handle his Sword Qi so casually; the truth was obvious: a level 10 expert had crafted this mist.

It had to be their private sanctuary!

They had stumbled into a level 10 territory by mistake.

Doom awaited them.

This figure embodied a divine force; not even ten like him could stand against a level 10.

"Please forgive me, great one—I wandered in here by accident, harboring no malice!"

Right away, the hooked-nose man dropped to his knees, kowtowing frantically to beg for clemency.

Preserving his existence made such humility no shame.

By then, the silhouette had closed in beside him; it turned out to be a swordsman clad in black armor, bearing a valiant look and emanating the power of Level 9 Late Stage.

Shock hit the hooked-nose man; the same cultivation level as his own? How had he seized the Sword Qi without a weapon? Hold on—he recognized this face from somewhere.

Damn, wasn't this the lead figure from those market visions? Known as the Dusk Palace Master, boasting a level 9 physique that felled gods and fiends alike!

In the Pan-Plane today, his fame reached every corner.

The black-armored swordsman showed no fury, merely inquiring:

"What's your name?"

"I... this junior goes by Jinx."

"Jinx? From the Golden Scale Clan, then?"

"Indeed."

As a rule, names in the Seven-Colored Scale Clan tended to conclude with "Ksi," a custom sparked by [Seven-Colored Scale Master Munks].

Figures like Green Ghost Hicks, Green Demon Rox, and the Black Ghost and Red Ghost lately tamed by Levi all followed suit, prompting him to link it straight to the Golden Scale Clan.

Levi questioned:

"What's the current population of the Golden Scale Clan?"

"Roughly nine million, give or take."

"That's scant."

"True, reproduction poses challenges for us. Great one, may I ask why you inquire?"

"Nothing much, just aiming to bring the Seven-Colored Scale Clan back together. Six branches of the Qilin Clan endure in Nora's lands, but yours alone drifts afar."

"Well... very well, we'll relocate to Nora without delay!"

Once done speaking with Jinx, Levi's form flickered away, reappearing near the second enormous golden ape, who had lost all faith and now reclined in the Void, munching on a fruit akin to a banana.

The sight evoked memories of the Iron Gorillas for Levi.

"Who's there?"

Levi's sudden arrival jolted the massive ape. Spotting the black-armored swordsman, it mirrored its companion Jinx's response, dropping to plead for its life.

"Spare my life, I meant no disruption to your repose, honored senior."

"No harm will come to you. What breed of giant ape are you?"

"I'm a Golden Heavenly King Ape, hence my title as the Golden King."

"Level 9 Late Stage? Impressive."

"I chanced upon and consumed a divine herb once, propelling me to Late Stage, whereas typical Golden Heavenly King Apes hover at Level 9 Middle Stage."

"Understood, it appears you're another Monkey of Destiny."

"My gratitude for the praise, senior."

"Follow me."

"Eh?"

"What, unwilling?"

"No... no, it's only that this joy hit so fast, I'm unaccustomed to it. Truth be told, I've longed to serve under you, but Nora eluded me."

Levi hadn't foreseen that a single bout of secluded rest would net him the full Seven-Colored Scale Clan plus the Seven Series Giant Apes—he was indeed favored by uncanny fortune.

Leading the Golden King into the Ancient Banyan Fairyland, he presented it to Lopez and the Red King, one at Mid Stage Level 8, the other having advanced to Late Stage.

Yet next to the Golden King, they seemed mere youths.

"Nora hosts a Storm Star Ape, Purple Lightning Heart Ape, Winter Extreme Snow Ape, and Holy Giant Ape as well—the initial trio at Level 9 Cultivation; mingle with them."

"Understood, Lord. You've assembled every one of our fabled Apes—remarkable, truly remarkable. I had no idea of all these far-off kin."

A profound astonishment filled the Golden King.

It struggled to grasp the intensity of a perfectionist's drive.