The Sky Serpent Coiled Across the Sky

On the Character Panel, Ronan's current soul age is 48.

According to his previous life's standards, he is now approaching the age of fame. In ordinary people, he is almost halfway through his life, but in the Wizard World, he is undoubtedly a young man, so young that he can even be described as "naive".

The lifespan of Dawn Wizard's soul can reach a thousand years. Any Dawn Rank Wizard's age is measured in hundreds of years. Back then, Orian of the Silver Magic Ring was about the same age as him now and had already reached the Third Level Wizard. He was already recognized by everyone in the faction as the number one genius.

Helamus also achieved the Dawn Limit at nearly one hundred years old.

From this perspective, he seems to be even better than Helamus?

"No."

Ronan chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I've climbed to where I am today by standing on the shoulders of so many giants. And if you include the time I spent in the Reincarnation Dream Realm and various trials of inheritance, I should be several thousand years old."

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these irrelevant thoughts, Ronan raised his hand to dispel the Star Ring on his right arm. With a slight thought, a cluster of flames emerged from his fingertips.

The flames were a beautiful, vibrant orange, with a hint of bewitching purple, resembling the mysterious, narrow eyes of Undying Bird.

The flames gradually expanded, enveloping Ronan's entire body. Itai- like liquid flowed out, merging with the fire of the Undying Bird, gradually dyeing the flames a deep reddish-gold.

"All things are children of fire and metal, and all things return to the mother of fire and metal."

The metal vibrated with an ancient and ethereal chant, and forbidden energy emanated from Ronan's body.

Soon, all the flames and Itai converged behind Ronan, and golden clouds surged in his eyes. Tentacles of magic, as if cast from pure gold and glass, slowly descended from his body.

[Spirit Maya - Forbidden Touch]!

But the spell was not over yet. After the glass tentacles, resembling a giant serpent from the Golden Kingdom myth, fell down, magnificent wings of gilded flames unfolded one by one from behind Ronan.

When the second forbidden spell appeared, a strange change occurred.

All the tentacles and wings, along with the indescribable phantom of the Spirit Maya that appeared behind Ronan with the spell, began to slowly converge toward Ronan's arm.

Wings closed, tentacles intertwined, and countless fragments of metal and flames swirled around them.

Finally, it transformed into an exceptionally pure Crimson Gold Rainbow, which Ronan held in his hand.

It also resembled a spear with a blurred and unstable outline. At the tip of this Rainbow Spear, wisps of incredibly condensed, terrifying aura approaching the domain level continuously emanated.

"The fusion of two forbidden-level [Golden Fire] will allow its power to rival that of the Rule Domain level."

Ronan gazed at the indescribable, elusive crimson -Rainbow Spear in his hand, a strange light flickering in his eyes. "I underestimated the legacy of the [Golden Fire]."

He had no doubt that if the proficiency of Five Great Inheritance Spells of [Golden Fire] broke through to the Grandmaster and the five spells were integrated, he would be able to easily enter the true Rule Domain Realm, which is the level close to the Grandmaster proficiency perfection.

To achieve this in the Path of Ice and Fire Fusion, he endured nine years of torment in the Flame Frost Purgatory.

"The Golden Country, the second Golden Country legacy, we must acquire it as soon as possible."

Previously, Anglie had invited him to accompany Narros to Middle Ring, reminding him that the Sinking Eye, which had been opened by the White Wizard King two years ago, would soon close again, but Ronan appeared unconcerned.

However, in reality, he was more eager than anyone else.

He had too many reasons to travel to the Lower Continent.

The legacy of the Golden Country, the successor to the Ice Emperor, Helamus' lost Skyfall Magic Staff, the materials needed to construct the Inheritance Magic Array, and the possibility of resurrecting Moriel.

"My current strength is still some distance from the Level Five Perfection. I originally planned to advance to Level 6 before setting off, but the Sinking Eye is about to close, so it seems I can only go down and look for an opportunity to break through..."

For Ronan, advancing from level five to level six wasn't actually that difficult.

The key to advancing from level five to level six is Deeply Deconstruct Elemental Spirit, Strengthen Elemental Spirit, and achieve the Elemental Spirit Avatar.

This requires the use of the "Energy Gathering Array". Although the resources needed to build the "Energy Gathering Array" are numerous, the materials are not particularly precious, and it is not a secret core Inheritance Magic Array. It is also beneficial to choose to go down and then advance. The "Energy Gathering Array" commonly used in the Middle Ring Continent may be more effective than the Energy Gathering Array that Ronan can find in the Upper Ring.

Ronan thought for a moment, then casually dispelled the spell and began flying towards the center of the Quivada Oasis.

He now rightfully takes over the dwelling place Prophet Eve in seclusion.

Upon entering the ancient building dating back to the Keldim Empire, a series of hurried footsteps immediately echoed through the long corridor.

A short while later, a small door on the left, near the middle, opened, and Hathaway, dressed as a cook, ran out with a look of delight on her face.

"Master, you're back!"

For the past two years, Hathaway has been staying with him at the Quivada Oasis.

Her main responsibility was to take care of Ronan's daily life. Although Ronan felt that he didn't really need anyone to serve him, Hathaway was happy to do so and seemed to really enjoy this "little life" with just the two of them.

I just baked the bread.

Hathaway quickly approached Ronan, speaking as if to boast, her face still smeared with a little white flour.

In the past two years, Hathaway's cooking skills have improved rapidly, which is probably one of the reasons why Ronan allowed her to stay.

"I'm not eating anymore."

Ronan spoke casually, remaining standing still.

Hathaway seemed to glean something from his attitude, paused, and tentatively asked, "Are we... leaving?"

Ronan nodded slightly, and the joy on Hathaway's face immediately faded, replaced by a strange sense of regret and loss.

"All right."

She carefully wiped her hands on the apron tied around her waist, and after a moment, she transformed back into the noble, elegant, and powerful level-five witch.

During the period of the Magic Disaster, quite a few Abyss Monsters and wizards of the Ancient Wizard Revival Society died under Hathaway's staff.

As far as Ronan knew, Hathaway had always enjoyed considerable fame among the Level Five Wizard in the Alliance, and there were even quite a few Level Six Wizard who admired her and wanted to pursue her.

After the two left Cuevada, Ronan took out a pale blue feather, held it in his hand, and gently summoned it.

Soon, the figure of the Ancient Thunder Eagle Eris appeared rapidly from the clouds and arrived in an instant.

"Where are you going, my good brother?"

As usual, Eris asked in a gruff voice.

Ronan, with Hathaway on Eris back, replied, "The far north, Frost Leader."

"Hold on tight."

Eris took flight, soaring like a bolt of lightning piercing through the clouds, heading straight for the far north.

On the way, Eris suddenly asked out of the blue, "Hey bro, is this one of the last few times I'll give you a ride?"

Ronan paused slightly upon hearing this, then smiled and gently patted Eris's back.

Do you want to come with me?

Forget it.

Eris shook his head. "I like freedom."

The skies of the Lower World are much wider, but they also hold too many unknown Natural Enemy.

I hate this life of constantly running away.

Have you ever been to mainland China below Upper Ring?

Ronan couldn't contain his curiosity, but Eris replied, "I was born there, and every day when I open my eyes, I see that giant serpent that's always coiled in the sky..."

"A giant snake?"

Ronan blinked.

"Yes. It sleeps most of the time, but when it wakes up, it devours anything it can see."

All people are its food.

Damn it, my parents were eaten by it like that one time.

Ronan's casual question seemed to trigger Eris's memories, and it began to ramble on about its experiences in the lower levels, or perhaps the Middle Ring Continent.

These fragmented and chaotic accounts slowly sketched out a terrifying outline of the Middle Ring Continent before Ronan's eyes.

"Do all the wizards of the Middle Ring Continent live under the rule of a giant serpent larger than the sky?"

Ronan frowned slightly, somewhat unable to believe this fact, which was completely different from what he had imagined the Middle Ring Continent to be.

He was just about to ask Eris a few more questions when he suddenly felt a throbbing sensation originating from his own bloodline.

He suddenly looked down, gazing in a certain direction.

Ronan's gaze [Penetration] the layers of clouds, as if he saw something. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Eris, please land."

"Um?"