Soul Resplendent, the Strongest Generation in the South

Ronan's gaze swept over the remaining thirty-one stone pillars.

It brings together the most talented and powerful wizards of this generation in the Southern Wizard World, with a total of six of them reaching the late stage of level three.

Besides Serena and Andariel, there is also Adam of the Spiritual Dawn, who is the only wizard among the thirty-two, besides Ronan, who wears knight's armor.

With his golden hair flowing freely, his aura was as radiant as the morning sun. Most striking of all was the Unicorn Horse with wings that followed closely beside him.

It looks a lot like the legendary unicorn, which is said to have the magical ability to purify everything, and its horn is the antidote to all poisons and curses in the world.

Then there was Li Weiqi from the Chaos Secret Society, who kept his head slightly lowered, as if talking to himself, exuding a strong aura of foreboding.

The last two are Evaqu, the inheritor of the ancient spirit witchcraft, and the inheritor of "Giant Stone Peak," a strange boy whose body seems to grow on the shoulders of Black Stone Giant.

These six are considered the strongest in terms of public strength, and they have received the most attention.

Suddenly, Ronan's scanning gaze stopped and stopped on a figure.

He was an ordinary-looking young man with an average build, dressed in a pure black robe. He possessed mid-stage level three strength and his appearance was unremarkable, plain and unassuming.

But the other person's red eyes, like fine wine, gave Ronan a strong sense of familiarity.

Ronan's gaze seemed to draw the other's attention, and the young wizard looked up to meet Ronan's eyes.

Half a second later, he gave Ronan a wicked smile, his lips moving in a silent gesture as Ronan said, "Oh dear, you found me again."

Ronan looked away and took a deep breath.

A glint of light flickered in his slightly lowered eyes, and he silently murmured a name in his heart, "Anglie Leo."

"Boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the hidden Fairy Ancient City suddenly emitted a loud noise, and the earth shook.

Deep underground, an ancient and enormous Rune Array seemed to be slowly activating.

The next moment, in the sight of countless onlookers, a more magnificent pure white pillar of light rose from the ground in the middle of the thirty-two white pillars of light.

At the center of the pillar of light, a huge rock platform slowly rose up.

Ranked matches have begun!

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone felt a surge of anticipation and excitement.

The Land of Helamus opens once every hundred years to select the thirty-two most outstanding young wizards in the south and place them among the prodigies.

These thirty-two positions represent the ancient recognition from the legendary wizard Helamus, with the most prestigious being the sole "Top Wizard" position.

The wizard who wins the title of chief will not only be recognized as the strongest young wizard in the South, possessing unparalleled fame and glory, but will also have a high probability of inheriting a part of the true mantle of the legendary wizard, the Born Controller of Magic Helamus.

To obtain tremendous opportunities and benefits.

This alone is enough to get the onlookers' blood pumping.

The figures on the thirty-two stone pillars all stood up.

Ronan remained calm, focusing intently on the massive rock platform rising in the center.

When the rock platform rises to a certain height and finally stops, at that moment, "whoosh—"

Among the thirty-two stone pillars, the white light on two pillars suddenly turned blue. Immediately afterward, the wizards on these two pillars seemed to be drawn by some invisible force and flew quickly towards the platform.

"Are they going to be matches, one after another?"

Ronan blinked, thought for a moment, and then sat down on the stone pillar again. Many of the other unchosen wizarding geniuses also relaxed like him.

Damien

Ronan's expression shifted slightly as he sensed a fluctuation of consciousness.

Looking to the side following the fluctuations, he saw that Havide, the president of the Blue Mist Society, whose seat was right next to his, was looking at him with a gentle expression.

The two naturally connected in consciousness and began to communicate through mental energy across the void.

Not only them, but the wizards on the other stone pillars were also exchanging private messages. Ronan even noticed several fluctuations of consciousness frequently interacting between the stone pillars and the central platform. Clearly, the wizards who were about to have their first battle were making their final preparations with their "friends and companions".

After taking the initiative to communicate with Ronan, Havide didn't waste any words and went straight to telling Ronan about the backgrounds and information of the two wizards who were fighting on the field.

He seemed to be trying to show goodwill to Ronan in this way, repaying the favor Ronan had done for him by securing a seat for him.

Ronan did not object. None of the wizards on the field who had reached this point were simple figures; they were all extraordinary geniuses who had amazed their respective regions.

Even if many people may not encounter Ronan in later battles, learning more about him will greatly help broaden one's horizons.

The two wizards about to clash on the platform are from two medium-sized wizarding forces in the south, the "Arcane Guild" and the "Shadow Moon Church," and both are at the mid-level of the third rank in terms of mental power.

However, the genius wizard from the "Arcane Guild" condensed seven spiritual Spiritual Power Crystal, making him slightly stronger than the wizard from the "Shadow Moon Church" who only possessed six.

The two quickly engaged in battle. The energy fluctuations generated by the collision of their magic domains and spells spread out almost instantly, but were then firmly blocked by a ring of invisible runic light shields around the platform, so that onlookers could not feel any aftershocks.

Both sides were very strong. The wizard from the "Arcane Guild" even used seven or eight different Tier 3 magical artifacts in one battle, and his "arrogant" attitude made many people take notice.

"The Arcane Guild controls roughly one-third of the magical artifact workshops' business in the south, and they even have some trade relations with the central region."

Havide's explanation made Ronan realize something. He said with great emotion that although this wizard from the "Arcane Guild" used seven or eight Tier 3 magical artifacts in one battle, he probably still had a lot of magical artifacts that he hadn't used yet, including possibly even Dawn Rank magical artifacts.

The Arcane Guild has big ambitions this time. They have united some small and medium-sized wizarding forces. The Blue Mist Society had encountered them in the previous stage of the struggle, but they were no match for them.

The first battle ended quickly, with the young wizard named Lan Bose from the "Arcane Guild" winning the final victory without any suspense due to the overwhelming superiority of his strength and equipment.

He stood proudly on the platform as a victor, then slowly flew back to his seat. After Lan Bose won, the stone pillar beneath his feet was noticeably raised, and the white light on the pillar became even more intense and magnificent.

The defeated wizard of the Shadow Moon Church left the scene in dejection, and his stone pillar went out.

After this battle, the atmosphere in the ranking matches seemed to suddenly become tense.

The blue beams of light constantly shifted, and the chosen wizards entered the arena. Some beams blazed brightly, while others extinguished. The winners advanced, and the losers were eliminated.

Ronan sat on his stone pillar, constantly hearing a series of crashing, roaring sounds behind him, the combined voices of tens of thousands of wizards who had gathered to watch, discussing, marveling, and shouting.

There were far too many fluctuations of spiritual energy, far too many gazes, far too many free energy particles, and many fluctuations and auras that Ronan couldn't explain.

An enormous, invisible vortex seemed to appear between heaven and earth, slowly swirling, and at the center of the vortex, the final point where all the fluctuations of energy converged, was the battlefield where they were located.

Gradually, Ronan was infected by this invisible force, and he felt his soul begin to stir.

The vast gray cloud behind them churned violently, as if it were about to coalesce and transform into something.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a strange fluctuation erupted in the field.

Ronan looked up and was surprised to find that it was Serena's turn to appear.

The battle had not yet begun, but her opponent, a wizard, was already sweating profusely and almost kneeling on the ground.

The Ash Smoke behind her seemed to be pulled by some unseen force, rushing rapidly towards Serena's back.

The gray clouds behind Serena churned, and suddenly a ray of golden light burst forth from them. In an instant, all the grayness dissipated, and in its place appeared a huge, pale golden humanoid phantom.

Clad in a long dress and wearing a crown, holding a bow in one hand and a staff in the other, her face was obscured, yet she exuded an unparalleled air of nobility and majesty, instantly dominating the entire scene.

After this unexpected change, many people on the field stood up and looked at Serena with surprise and doubt.

Ronan was equally shaken. He felt as if his soul was being suppressed by some invisible force, and he felt a sense of insignificance and humility in front of that humanoid phantom.

"The rumors were actually true."

Havide's slightly incredulous voice echoed in Ronan's mind.

"What?!"

Ronan even forgot to reply through his consciousness, and turned to look at Havide, who was standing on the stone pillar next to him with a moved expression, and blurted out a question.

"Soul Trait."

Havide replied in a low voice, "The vast majority of wizards who participate in the competition for the Helamus's Talent Seat are not actually aiming for Helamus's Magic Controller Legacy."

Because only the one who ultimately wins the top spot has the opportunity to inherit the legacy, most people have no chance at all. What they truly value is the benefit they can gain in terms of their souls during the competition and ranking battles.

"Soul Power is increasing, and Soul Trait are manifesting!"

"The manifestation of Soul Trait?"

Ronan frowned.

"Right."

Havide nodded. "The manifestation of Soul Trait greatly helps in the development of elemental spirits after level four."

Knowing your own Soul Trait in advance will make it easier to reach Level 4.

Ronan's eyes flickered.

The biggest difference between Dawn Wizard and Mist Wizard is that Dawn Wizard possess "Elemental Spirits".

Even when Level Four Wizard's "Elemental Spirit" is still in the gestation stage, it can be endowed with the characteristics of Spiritual Power Elementalization, which greatly enhances the power of spells.

When a "Primal Spirit" is generated, it possesses even more incredible and powerful abilities.

The manifestation of Soul Trait that Havide spoke of roughly means that a wizard can know in advance what the elemental spirit he will condense in the future will look like during the mist stage. It is almost equivalent to clearing away the last few wisps of mist before Dawn, making the road ahead clear.

This was indeed of great significance to the Mist Wizard longed for the Dawn.

"... The manifestation of Soul Trait can only be achieved within the realm of Helamus's heritage, and it also places very high demands on the wizard himself."

Very few people in previous years have been able to do this, and even those who eventually become the top student may not be able to achieve it.

Havide's voice was filled with complex emotions as he whispered, "This Princess from the Central Wizard Empire has an exceptionally outstanding soul aptitude. She manifested her own Soul Trait at the very beginning of the ranking battle; it's simply unbelievable. If she wanted to advance to Dawn, it would be as easy as eating and drinking for her."

At that moment, a voice admitting defeat was heard from the central platform.

Under the manifestation of Serena's Soul Trait, the southern wizard, who was her opponent, was even stripped of the courage to resist. He surrendered without casting a single spell.

Enveloped in a pale golden humanoid phantom, Serena's noble, dignified, and holy aura reached its peak.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, she did not look back at anyone, but calmly returned to her stone pillar, as if she had never taken this ranking battle to heart from beginning to end.

The atmosphere on the field fell into an unusual silence and dullness during the battle that followed.

Serena, who manifested her Soul Trait, was like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on the hearts of many.

Until Adam, the inheritor of the Spiritual Dawn, rode Winged Unicorn Horse onto the platform, radiating a brilliant white light like the dawn. The Unicorn Horse's hooves gently crushed the chest of the opposing wizard, who coughed up blood and flew backward off the platform, his soul Ash Smoke being stripped away by Adam.

After a surge and a period of build-up, the gray tide receded behind Adam, revealing the faint outline of a white temple.

The second Soul Trait Manifestation user! The arena trembled once more.

The roar of the crowd outside the stadium was deafening.

Adam, riding a pure white Unicorn Horse, stands above a rocky platform with the shadow of the white temple behind him, gazing at Serena on a stone pillar, like a sacred rider in ancient legends who wields justice and fairness.

While most wizards were still struggling to find their way through the fog, some had already opened the path to Dawn. They only saw each other as opponents, and before anyone else had even clashed with them, the invisible gap had already widened considerably.

In the ensuing battle, Li Weiqi of the Chaos Secret Society again manifested his Soul Trait after winning.

His Soul Trait was a terrifying shadow that seemed to grow many tentacles, filled with evil and ominous intent.

Even Andariel successfully manifested his Soul Trait.

His momentum, which had previously declined after Ronan severed his arm, seemed to have returned to its peak when a skeleton phantom wreathed in green flames emerged from the gray clouds behind him.

"This is indeed the most powerful and prosperous generation in the history of the South. To emerge victorious in this competition, one must be a monster among monsters."

The fluctuations of consciousness transmitted by Havide became much more difficult to understand.

Ronan did not reply, but calmly looked at Andariel on the rocky platform not far away, who was making a decapitation gesture towards him.

He was well aware of his own soul aptitude. Not to mention comparing himself to people like Serena and Adam, he probably couldn't even compare to someone like Havide, who was right beside him.

But aptitude is just aptitude; talent doesn't represent everything.

"The more outstanding the soul, the more brilliant the sparks that fly when we collide with it, and the greater the benefit to me."

"Buzz—"

At this moment, the pillar of light surrounding Ronan suddenly vibrated, turning from white to blue.

Ronan suddenly looked up and quickly saw a figure in the arena who was also in a selected blue beam of light.

"It was... it was him?!"

Ronan pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flashing, and slowly stepped out of the pillar of light.