Astral Realm Doomsday

Astral Realm Doomsday. Proud Sun Plateau.

The Gate of Radiance, which had stood in the Firmament since Taigu, collapsed with a thunderous crash, revealing the divine kingdom behind it, already reduced to ruins, and three tall, straight figures.

Gandalf said:

"Holy Father and Holy Mother had quite a lot of spoils.

Just the Supreme Treasures alone, they had three in their collection, along with seven divine artifacts."

Ace looked delighted.

Three Supreme Treasures.

They were the Scorching Sun Ancient Sword, the Radiance Holy Garment, and the Solar Eclipse Moon Wheel Blade, all fine pieces. The first had once belonged to an ancient powerhouse.

He had been known as the Sun King.

In his early years, Gandalf had obtained a Sun King's Sword, which had come from that powerhouse's hand. Unfortunately, the Sun King had been destined to be killed by the Heavenly Father.

On the Path of Radiance, gods did not allow mortals to lay a finger on it.

Ace said, "These Supreme Treasures aren't much use to the three of us, so put them in the council treasury. Let the newly advanced legends use them to save their lives. As for the seven divine artifacts, reforge them all. Next, our Wizard Towers can all be upgraded and iterated."

Gandalf agreed:

"Indeed. The death rate of newly advanced legends on the battlefield is a bit high. They have to take part in a war of such scale not long after breaking through. It isn't easy."

Victor said:

"Let's withdraw first."

In the seven-hundred-year war, the three of them had barely rested. Next, they planned to return to Nora, digest the spoils, recast their wizard artifacts, and prepare for the final battle.

As for the Lord of Chaos.

To be safe, it was better to leave that one to me to