Wizard: Stronger through Marriage Chapter 1213 - 562: Undercurrents Surge

The residue of the Lord’s consciousness did not abandon the pursuit, constantly adjusting its attack strategy, shifting through the rifts with an eerie and unpredictable demeanor, perpetually attempting to ambush every possible escape route of the fugitives, making the entire environment filled with an oppressive and dangerous threat; every breath seemed as if it teetered on the brink of death, suffocating and heavy —

"We must not let it succeed!" David’s eyes were resolutely determined. At the point when his body was on the verge of exhaustion, he once again summoned the full force of the Frost Wolf Bloodline, resonating with the chaotic elements to unleash the ultimate finishing move, "Grey Flame Final Slash," the blade light flowing like the tearing of the river of time, aiming directly at the void, its heat sufficient to melt any corrosive material and evil crystal, considered one of the only methods able to vanquish such monsters from another dimension.

Just as the forces of both sides were about to collide, a violent distortion swept across space, countless fragments of rock debris wildly flying about, and the trajectory of the blade miraculously mapped out into a vague yet complete mini time fold barrier —

Through this clever arrangement, the "Grey Flame Final Slash" successfully shattered the tracker completely, forcibly sealing and dissolving the residual information amidst its chaotic dispersion, restoring the region to a considerable degree of stability.

As the final smoke gradually dispersed, only a faint bluish glow remained in the dead silence, along with a translucent brilliance hinting at the hidden entrance...

Utterly exhausted yet still maintaining a clear state of mind, David leaned back against the cold rock wall and slowly sat down, carefully safeguarding the Purification Stone, returning it to its sealed pouch.

He gazed toward the distant dim horizon, where the first sliver of dawn finally pierced through the valley, casting a gentle golden edge upon the darkened world, as if everything was awakening anew...

The first ray of dawn filtered through the semi-transparent dome above the Star Pupil Race’s altar, illuminating the spacious and solemn Purification Hall.

The air was filled with the faint, ethereal blue energy aura unique to the Purification Stone, as if all corrosion and impurity were isolated outside.

Liliana lay quietly at the center of the altar, her pale and delicate face faintly flushed, hands gently clasped upon her chest, with the Purification Stone David personally gathered slowly suspended above her chest.

The Purification Stone emitted a gentle and pure radiance, its energy waves gradually synchronizing with Liliana’s heartbeat rhythm.

The elder priest of the Star Pupil Race, clad in a silver-white robe, stood solemnly aside, his gaze heavy with dignity.

He lifted the ancient tome with both hands, murmuring the sacred spell in ancient tribal language.

The spell flowed like a fine stream, each word filled with reverence and prayer for life and pure power.

As the spell deepened, the bluish mineral slowly melted, its crystal-clear form gradually transforming into a strand of soft flowing energy, like a transparent thread penetrating Liliana’s chest, continuously permeating her heart that pulsated intensely like the Source of Life.

The strands of energy seemed to be conscious, weaving a complex, stable, and highly protective barrier network within her heart, transforming the originally glaring, scorching and destructive gray flame into a gentle dark red flame.

This flame no longer burned furiously but lurked deep within her body, silently guarding like a leopard in the night, carrying an unmistakable deterrent power.

The imprint color changed from a vivid intensity to a dark red profundity, symbolizing its entry into a more concealed, harder-to-detect yet more threatening lurking state.

At this time, she slightly opened her eyes, those shimmering starlit ice-blue flaming eyes bearing a hint of confusion, but even more so, determination and composure.

David stood beside her, witnessing her awakening moment, involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief, yet a complex emotion flashed in his eyes — relief mixed with worry, for he knew this ritual was only the beginning; greater challenges lay ahead.

As consciousness gradually cleared, a faint halo mark appeared on Liliana’s forehead, she suddenly uttered a startling statement: "I saw... the ancient contract inscriptions on the other side."

The entire hall fell into dead silence, as if the air had solidified into silent ripples.

The sentence not only indicated a memory awakening but seemed to unravel hidden secrets long buried deep within the soul — it was information spanning tens of thousands of years, containing intertwining laws of heaven and earth and dark curses.

"Observer..." she spoke softly yet resolutely, "those ancient beings had once signed a contract with the abyss, using this inscription to seal a certain terrifying power, leaving a warning... yet it seems to be far from a simple seal, but a game, an unavoidable and eternally entwining fate."

David furrowed his brow, perceiving the weight of the information encompassed by "Observer," not merely the legendary existence in the Star Pupil Race’s lore, but one that could possibly affect the entire world order’s direction.

He gazed at the still-sleeping Guardian statue in armor, and the faintly emerging runes on the wall — these might be crucial keys to unraveling the imprint’s mystery and warding off greater calamities.

After the ceremony concluded, the two silently departed from the altar’s center, knowing that in the days ahead, they would face a new journey that was both increasingly enigmatic and fraught with danger.

The night was ink-like deep, swallowing the last vestiges of twilight remaining in the sky.

In this endless shadow, an ancient and decaying city lay quietly in slumber, so silent it seemed as if time had frozen here.