A Missed Opportunity, Golden Rift, True. Golden Fire!

"The footprints left by Helamus."

Ronan snapped out of his brief daze, feeling the faint tremors emanating from the [Law Control] runes within his Consciousness Space, and peering at the deep purple Crystal Scales through the pillar of inheritance.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but it seemed so far away.

The golden badge that Heliodore lent him only grants him access to the fourth floor of this collection; he cannot take it or browse through it.

This is clearly an attempt to tempt him with a "big pie" so that he will be more diligent and hardworking in the future.

"Since Heliodore would use this to 'tempt' me, he must also have a way to actually give it to me."

"I just need to focus on being his Potionology assistant."

Ronan pondered his future attitude towards Heliodore.

He cannot show too much desire for Helamus's legacy, otherwise he will be easily manipulated by the other party.

However, one cannot act completely indifferent or uninterested, otherwise it may backfire and cause one to miss out on the opportunity to pass on the tradition.

He needs to carefully grasp the right balance.

After calming himself down, Ronan tried to go to the fifth floor of the library again, but unsurprisingly, he was completely blocked by the Rune Array. Even with his gold badge, he was not qualified to enter the fifth floor.

Returning to the fourth floor, Ronan took one last look at the Crystal Scales before silently retreating to the second floor of the museum.

Here, he found all the inheritances of the fourth-order Ice Magic. After a rough understanding of it, he chose to leave the museum.

As Ronan walked away from the Spell Repository, he pondered his future plans.

Perhaps because of the Primordial Spirit Writing Origin Rune Pen, his comprehension of runes improved by leaps and bounds after entering the Spirit Lake.

The process of analyzing and comprehending the pile of difficult-to-understand space and mirror runes that I had previously accumulated became much smoother.

Ronan has begun a new round of optimization and upgrades to the three Soul Rune he condensed when he was a level two wizard: [Tundra Frozen Earth], [[Space Silvering]], and [Multiple Mirror Lights].

The corresponding spell system also needs to be adjusted accordingly.

Then came the [Law Control] rune, and the Soul Rune seals of three blank Spiritual Power Crystal.

Ronan's plan is to complete all preparations within six months to a year, and then officially attempt to reach Level Four Dawn.

"And the Holy Shrine Power."

The process of advancing to the Level Four Dawn will inevitably subject the physical body to immense energy shocks and pressures, requiring appropriate [Protection] measures. If I can break through to the Master Level or higher in [Ascetic Body Forging] before advancing to the fourth level, I can attempt to withstand this pressure head-on, thus avoiding some of the resource consumption required for advancement..."

"The resources needed to construct the Dawn Promotion Magic Array cannot be entirely relied upon by Heliodore. The 'Spirit Lake Book' frequently issues missions and shares information, so you can go out and collect the resources yourself if you come across a suitable one."

As Ronan was thinking, a clear, strange sound suddenly came from ahead.

"Buzz—"

It was as if invisible ripples came from ahead, swiftly sweeping across Ronan's body along the ground, gently lifting the hem of his robe.

Ronan looked up in surprise, following the direction from which the ripples were coming.

More invisible fluctuations followed, following a certain rhythm, neither hurried nor slow. They were the sound of footsteps.

Someone is getting closer step by step.

At this moment, Ronan was on the crystal-polished passageway that was the only way to leave the Spell Repository.

The passage was empty except for him, who was facing outwards.

Ronan squinted and saw a ball of "light" slowly blooming at the end of the passage where the footsteps created invisible ripples in the void.

At the center of the light was a person, upright and walking like the rising sun.

Ronan stared at the figure in the light, his lips moved slightly, and he softly uttered the other person's name.

"Juventus..."

Ronan had seen quite a few Level Four Wizard, and many Level Five Wizard as well.

But none of them can compare to Juventus in the present moment.

His spiritual power was like the sun shining brightly on the earth at noon on the summer solstice, with majestic celestial bodies revolving around him.

The skin surface shimmered with the Light of Runes accompanied the blood vessels, and each breath followed a certain natural rhythm.

He stood at the boundary between level four and level five, and a powerful, vibrant being, almost godlike, was about to emerge from within him.

All of this almost made people overlook his equally noble and outstanding appearance—long silver hair, silver eyes, and a pure black robe without any patterns or wrinkles.

Ronan had seen many wizarding geniuses, but none had ever made him feel ashamed and compelled to worship like Juventus.

Some people are born on the throne, while others struggle and climb upwards, only to find that they only get a chance to bow down to it at close range after a lifetime of hard work.

Juventus walked towards him.

Ronan took a deep breath and continued forward without stopping.

Two footsteps echoed simultaneously in the empty, quiet corridor, and the two figures drew closer and closer.

Ronan didn't focus on Juventus; he was simply concentrating on his own path.

As Ronan brushed past Juventus, he heard a soft whisper.

"You are the one who comprehended the ten stars of the Primordial Spirit Writing."

Ronan paused, and the Juventus footsteps also stopped.

After a brief pause, Ronan continued walking forward, and he seemed to hear the other person exhale with a "ha" sound.

He didn't look back, but kept walking forward until he completely left the area of Spell Repository and finally stopped in the Ring Lake Space that served as the travel hub for the Deep Sea Faction.

"How does it feel to experience the power of a Level 7 First Generation up close?"

Alazan's voice rang in Ronan's mind at just the right moment.

"Very powerful. Much, much more powerful than I imagined."

Ronan calmly replied, "I am far inferior to him now."

"He's just a First Generation level seven [Declining Blood]. In the future, you will see figures who are a thousand times stronger, more outstanding, and more extraordinary than him."

Alazan said calmly, "Those are all opponents you need to overcome one by one."

Ronan shook his head, about to say something, when suddenly his expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

"Woo-hoo."

He uttered the syllables of a spell, and his fingers, adorned with identity rings, swiftly drew an arched gate of light in the air before him.

Step inside, and you'll quickly pass through the winding Crystal Passage, retracing your steps to return the way you just came.

The Spell Repository, the first, second, third, and fourth floor main halls, in front of the third pillar of inheritance on the far left.

Ronan stared at the empty, glowing cylinder in front of him, where a crystal-like purple scale should have been suspended, and fell into a brief silence.

Juventus took it. Ronan stood before the Pillar of Legacy for a long time before finally turning away silently.

Beneath the ancient oak tree, Ronan gently placed a gold badge on the wooden table beside Heliodore.

Heliodore glanced at him and said slowly, "You saw it?"

"I don't understand what you mean."

Ronan shook his head. "Following your instructions, I arrived at the fourth floor of the Spell Repository, only to find an empty inheritance pillar."

"Impossible!"

Heliodore moment, then his brows furrowed quickly.

He picked up the golden badge that Ronan had returned, hurriedly walked to the side, and casually erected a magical barrier, as if he were communicating with someone.

Heliodore returned quickly, looking calm.

"You're unlucky; that inheritance was taken by someone else first."

"Who?"

Ronan's face showed surprise and curiosity.

"You don't need to know this. It's actually strange, considering that the inheritance has been on the fourth floor of the museum for so long, he shouldn't have been able to find it."

Heliodore frowned and muttered to himself for a while, then turned to Ronan, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Alright, it was just a useless inheritance to begin with, so it's fine if it's gone. Once you've finished what you did here, I'll naturally compensate you with other benefits."

"Um."

Ronan nodded, but a hint of disappointment and regret was undeniable on his face.

Heliodore caught this "unintentional" expression. The Old Beaver's eyes flickered slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just waved his hand and told Ronan to go and do what he was supposed to do.

Ronan's life returned to normal.

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Secret Realm Space, behind the red-roofed house.

Ronan stood on the ankle-high grass, his hands forming a mudra, and wisps of profound and mysterious energy slowly emanated from his body.

The deep blue robe billowed without wind, and beneath it, Itai writhed and flowed out like a living thing.

Five Extraordinary Magic Domain auras of the same origin rose from Ronan's body like smoke, and then merged together above his head.

Ronan's long hair floated up, and the ends of his hair began to slowly turn gold. The Itai surrounding him also began to move, suddenly scattering and turning into countless large and small golden droplets, which then began to fluctuate rapidly as if boiling.

"Snap—"

Within the Secret Realm Space, a large, thick cloud suddenly swept across the clear sky, with golden lightning bolts tearing through the void.

A strong aura of taboo emanated from it.

A golden rift suddenly appeared in the void above Ronan's head, torn open by some force.

Immediately following, incredibly dazzling, molten gold Molten Slurry out from the crack.

"Boom!"

A drop of golden liquid fell onto the lush green grass, and the once vibrant green grass instantly lost all its vitality, turning completely into a golden substance, which then rapidly melted in the heat. The grass around Ronan's feet was quickly stained with the color of gold, and the color spread rapidly.

"Boom—"

A massive and indescribable phantom appeared behind Ronan, and scalding golden liquid was poured over it, gradually revealing a clear outline.

An indescribable aura of terror rapidly rose upwards, distorting the void into layers of golden folds.

At this moment, the vast Secret Realm Space teetered on the brink of collapse. A terrifying aura was constantly brewing, compressing, and impacting everything around it, as if the entire space would fall into a golden curse and collapse in the next second. "Whoosh—"

Ronan suddenly released his aura and exhaled a long breath.

The indescribable shadow behind him, which was not yet fully formed, collapsed, and the void rift that flowed with golden Molten Slurry closed. The dark clouds dispersed, and all terror vanished.

"With the fusion of the five Extraordinary Magic Domain, the power of the [True. Golden Fire] has completely touched the realm of Forbidden Law Domain. Even before the Spirit Maya's Dharma Body has fully descended, its power has already surpassed that of the [Five-Headed Hecalto Ancient Devour]."

"Is this the power of a top-tier inheritance?"

"It's only just begun, and it's already surpassed the Ice Magic techniques that I've studied and mastered for so long."

Ronan's face was filled with immense joy and anticipation.

After studying the [Golden Fire] technique for so long, he has finally achieved some success, making it one of the top three of his trump cards.

Although the entire form of the Spirit Maya Dharmakaya could not be fully perceived due to the "smallness" of this private Secret Realm Space, one can imagine its immense power and terror upon its true descent.

Ronan now felt an urge to try it out, eager to find an opponent to test the power of this move.

After leaving the chaotic magic practice area, they found Arrietty huddled in a corner of the house, shivering.

The power displayed when she tested the fusion of the five domains, the Golden Fire, terrified her. Even the two Mermaid Shells in her fish tank closed their shells in fear and sank deep into the water.

Ronan gave Arrietty a few brief instructions, then straightened his clothes and left his residence.

After descending from the waterfall abyss to the lakeside, Ronan did not head to Heliodore's potion laboratory this time, but instead went straight to the outside of the Spirit Lake Secret Realm.

This should be his first time going out since joining Spirit Lake.

For the past six months, apart from breaking through to the Master level with the Diamond Heart and completing the fusion of the five domains of the True. Golden Fire, Ronan has spent almost all his remaining time meditating, comprehending runic literature, and inscribing several Soul Rune.

So far, his proficiency in the [Primordial Star Meditation Technique] has advanced from "beginner" to "proficient," and he has begun to perform more advanced astrological calculations.

The benefits include not only increasingly precise and delicate control over mental energy, but also a slight additional progress in piecing together the Primordial Spirit Writing.

However, this progress is almost negligible.

What are the two most important things to do to complete a jigsaw puzzle? First, find the correct puzzle-solving method.

Second, collect all the puzzle pieces.

In every aspect, Ronan is far from adequate.

The optimization and upgrades of [Tundra Frozen Earth], [[Space Silvering]], and [Multiple Mirror Lights] have all been completed. The inscription progress of the [Law Control] rune has reached five-sevenths, with only the last two parts remaining. The inscription of the [Scarlet Ice] and the "dynamic" [Broken Space] runes is also progressing steadily. Ronan has recently felt that he has hit a bottleneck, so he plans to go out for a walk.

Before leaving, he accepted several quests from fellow Spirit Lake Wizards through the "Spirit Lake Book." Earning resources was just a side thing; his main goal was to use this trip to find clues about the Holy Shrine Power.

After leaving the Spirit Lake Secret Realm, Ronan summoned his airship and headed straight there, following the mission location he had marked on the map beforehand.

He did not see that immediately after he left, a figure emerged from the Spirit Lake.

Watching his departing figure, she took out something that resembled a communication device, whispered a few words to him, and then returned to the secret realm.

In a lake teeming with aquatic plants, several Black Swan floated and frolicked on the surface.

A gentle breeze blew across the lakeside, causing the reeds to droop softly to one side. Silently, a handsome young man dressed in a dark blue robe appeared.

The young man stood by the lake, squinted and quietly admired the Black Swan on the lake for a while, then slowly walked along the lakeside.

He stopped as he passed under a Poplar Tree.