Obtaining a Supreme Meditation Method, Heavenlight Fire, Seventh in the Overall Rankings!

The Cherry Witch climbed out of the pit and changed into a brand new wizard's robe, with the sleeves draped over her shoulders.

"Let's go, Pulao. It seems we can't determine a winner this time. We've both been defeated by Locke Augustine, that wizard with the Red Dragon School Lineage, who uses the Holy Peach Genus Magic Plant."

Cheli turned to look at Pulao, only to see Pulao's expression flickering.

Pulao smiled at Cheli and said, "Locke is quite an interesting man. I'd really like to get to know him better and have some discussions with him. Knowing your enemy is half the battle, after all."

"Senior sister, if you weren't so fixated on simply testing the wizard's robes' performance, Locke, having just become Moon-Ring Wizard, wouldn't stand a chance against you, given his Pseudo Forging techniques. You're just too fixated on it."

Cherry Witch Cheli scoffed. "I'm only interested in the design and research of wizard robes. What good does it do me to win in other areas? Defeating and killing others are the most boring things in the world. I desire nothing but truth."

Cherry Witch Cheli raised her left hand. The cherry leaves of the Saint Stephen's Ring Cherry have a special Energy-Locking Structure. Two leaves with serrated edges came together and locked in place, forming an object similar to a balloon. As this cherry leaf expanded, Cherry Witch Cheli flew into the air.

She only needs to find one more Killer, then she can grab him and use special Botanical Magic while traversing the city, leaving through the branches of the high-ringed Rose Magic Plant.

The witch Cheli said to Pulao, "If you see Locke Augustine, please pass on a message for me. Tell him that next time we meet, I will make something that surpasses his wizarding robes."

The Witch Pulao waved to the witch Cheli as a farewell gesture.

In the heart of the Wizard Duel City, Locke observed the reliefs inside the tower and discovered that the Black-Gold Ancient Holy Peach Wizard Robe had jumped directly from the Root Realm 98th to the Root Realm 93rd.

Locke raised an eyebrow. "Currently, the Root Realm Root Realm of the entire Holy Peach Genus Holy Peach Genus Magic Plant is almost entirely under my teacher Catherine 'Throne control because the top three Advantaged Representative Species are all in her hands. We only have the right to use it, not ownership."

"It seems the teacher has restricted the ranking of magical plants within the Root Realm of the Holy Peach Genus Magic Plant, not allowing the Jungle to be included."

In other words, Jungle are not included when Representative Species.

Because of the design of the High-Ring Wizard, the Plant Root Realm will automatically calculate the overall level of a plant. If there is any objection to the result, you can also file a complaint and feedback through the Magic Plant Department of the White Wizard Association.

Locke said, "But that's normal. Generally, dominant genera don't include Jungle. If they do include Jungle, then the Jungle aren't necessarily all composed of Holy Peach Genus Magic Plant. This gives magical plants from other genera a way to interfere with the ranking of Holy Peach Genus Magic Plant. Especially since the Peach Sub-Class and the Rose subclass are competing to see who has priority in the Rose subclass."

If one's own teacher wins, then the Peach Sub-Class is the type genus of the Rose Magic Plant.

If the Rose Throne wins, then the outcome will be the opposite.

Which of the two Throne Wizard becomes Fourth-Ring Wizard first will lead to different outcomes.

Locke pondered, "The Holy Peach Genus is indeed too complex. I added an Advanced Level of Occult Significance to my Black-Gold Ancient Holy Peach, yet it only increased its ranking by five."

"I wonder where those wizards up ahead came from."

If you think about it carefully, they've been researching and preserving this knowledge for so many years; they must have some unique skills.

Furthermore, the Sun-Ring Wizard also compete for the Representative Species ranking.

Especially the positions of the more prominent Representative Species.

Locke continued up the spiral staircase, where a series of engraved magical paintings appeared on the staircase reliefs. They recorded how this branch of the Wizard Civilization civilization, after losing contact with the native wizarding world, carried out a series of conquests of nearby star systems in order to obtain resources.

Locke paused for a moment in front of a relief, which depicted a story of how this branch of Wizard Civilization invaded numerous worlds, taking their rulers prisoner and transporting them to this world to be judged for their "crimes" using Wizard Law.

The invading worlds were diverse, many of them being apprentice-level civilizations with no experience in void travel. To this suddenly arriving wizarding branch civilization, it was like a divine intervention, a descent of gods. Their reactions varied, but in any case, they knew disaster was imminent.

Some civilizations, even in their nascent stages, encountered exceptionally mature Wizard Civilization in the exploration phase of the Great Void.

There are also some wizards at the First-Ring Stage. These civilizations have a basic understanding of their own world, can call upon some of their own world's resources, and can put up simple resistance.

There exists a small to medium-sized world Jinka. They possess the special technology to turn water into gold, as well as the technology to grant immortality and regenerate severed limbs. They are an extremely wealthy civilization, and according to current classifications, they are a typical First Ring civilization.

The civilization of the First Ring is already extremely prosperous.

At that time, the Jinka Civilization was at its peak. The ruler of the Venom Great World, a powerful witch who seemed to be the first Pseudo-Forging Lord ruler of this Wizard Civilization, suddenly ordered the wizarding army to attack, colonize that world, and plunder the wealth and population of the Jinka World, emptying it in an instant.

In order to punish the Jinka World for its resistance against Pruodimor, the Pseudo-Forging Lord ordered the Wizard Legion's cannons to be aimed at the Jinka World, utterly destroying it.

Locke frowned.

Locke suddenly realized that the actions of the Wizard Civilization during the Great Void exploration period were no different from those of the Three Great God Clans.

Locke read aloud the text aloud from the relief depicting this historical event, "The people of the Jinka Civilization, though wealthy and optimistic, excessively worshipped a fictional god within their world. This god, receiving a great deal of faith, became the Jinka Civilization's god of wealth. The Pruodimor Wizarding World, in the name of truth, commanded them to cease their worship of their god, telling them that a civilization that worships gods in the Infinite Void is pathetic. Because the Jinka Civilization was too primitive and backward to understand our profound words and Universal Truth, they turned around and attacked us."

"The Moon Ring Queen declared war on the Jinka Civilization and publicly killed their Goddess of Wealth, destroying Jinka Civilization faith. The Wisdom beings of the Jinka Civilization, having witnessed the killing of their Goddess of Wealth, lost their resolve and ceased resistance midway through the war. We have reduced these people to slavery."

"Our victory once again proves the superiority of our civilization. We are the highest civilization in the Infinite Void, and we bear the responsibility of spreading civilization. The Great Queen of the Moon Ring hereby commands: The Wizarding World has been destroyed; from this day forward, we are the new Wizard Civilization."

Locke glanced at the relief of the magic painting, followed by a beautiful epic describing the entire planar war between the Pruodimor and the Jinka Civilization, praising the power of the Moon Ring High Witch, extolling the strength and civilization of the Pruodimor, and never indulging in the worship of illusory gods, nor the magnificent epic war.

Locke wasn't actually interested in these boastful words; they were merely pandering to the tastes of those in power in a society. Even the artist of this relief sculpture didn't believe in them. They were no different from drooling, empty words. However, because they were ancient artifacts, they had new research significance from the perspective of historical and archaeological studies.

At least we can learn from these things about the basic social aesthetics of Pruodimor and the preferences of those in power at that time.

Locke continued reading the relief above, concluding that Pruodimor had perfectly inherited the practices of the Wizard Civilization during the Great Void exploration era. Under the guise of spreading civilization, they conquered every civilization they encountered, forcing each one to...

Ming submitted to them and became their colony.

Locke used Archaeology Spell to record this information.

Locke continued ascending the spiral staircase, perusing the bas-reliefs and magical illustrations. "Judging from these illustrations, Pruodimor's conquests are extremely frequent, occurring at least a hundred times a month. Behind Pruodimor conquests lies a deep-seated anxiety. Is it because he hasn't found a way to become Sun-Ring Wizard, thus requiring him to increase his conquests and resources?"

Locke continued reading and discovered that the relief had changed its content: the previous Pseudo-Forging Lord had died of old age, and Pruodimor had ushered in a new Pseudo-Forging Lord, who was also a Moon Ring Archmage.

Pruodimor shifted his focus of conquest from small worlds and rudimentary civilizations to larger objectives.

Although the Pruodimor of this period did not wage as many wars, each war involved the entire wizarding force, and they conquered many civilizations that they had not been able to conquer before.

Locke quickly walked past the reliefs, and as he approached the tower entrance, Locke noticed that the content of the reliefs had changed again.

In other words, Pruodimor had three Moon-Ring Grand Wizard and three Pseudo Forging Witches.

Locke looked at the contents of the reliefs. "Did Dao Strife occur during the time of the third Pseudo Forging witch of Pruodimor?"

The subject matter of the reliefs here has changed, shifting from depicting external conquests to internal civil wars.

During this period, three Pseudo Forging appeared simultaneously. These three Pseudo Forging seemed to have different views on the development of Pruodimor and also on how to become Sun-Ring.

Their conflict sparked a war, plunging Pruodimor into a long and brutal civil war.

Locke was about to read this part carefully and had already recorded it beforehand using Archaeology Spell.

Locke's Green Dragon Vine suddenly turned to his side, Lich God appeared beside Locke.

The Lich God, "Be careful. This time, I am not your enemy."

Locke looked at the Lich God. "So that's who it is. It's the self-proclaimed Lord of Forms, the Lich God."

What brings you this time?

The Lich God, "I'll accompany you to witness history."

Locke said, "Actually, it's not hard to guess your purpose. After all, your goal is quite fixed: to guide more people who pursue form and then control their bodies. I think you also have people supporting you in this civilization, but I don't know what happened to them later. It seems they were sealed away. You need my help to break the seal?"

The Lich God said in his form, "Pretty much. Locke Augustine, you are destined to be my friend in the future. You are very clever."

"It is Dao Strife. But you are wrong, this civilization is indeed unrelated to me. The Infinite Void is so vast, you have no choice but to..."

I admit, not all bad things are related to me.

"I arrived here quite late. But back then, I had a competitor. And if you were to meet this competitor, you'd probably think you'd be better off becoming my ally. Therefore, I can make an exception and help you this time, because our goals might be the same."

Locke looked at the Lich God and said, "I don't want to stand with you. I think it will affect my luck. No matter how you look at it, standing with a villain who thinks about destroying the world every day won't increase my chances of success."

The Lich God spoke in his form, "The main villain? Didn't you take sides? You used so much of the Black Sun Tower's power. How could you not see that the power the Pseudo-Forging Lord used to suppress the wizards' Second-Ring Realm behind this world came from the Black Sun Tower? Do you think they have this kind of technology themselves?"

Locke squinted.

For once, the Lich God's form revealed a hint of fear. "The Black Sun Tower is the true evil."

"It was they who made me determined to return all things to nothingness. What I mean by 'returning all things to nothingness' is to let everyone enter the Void Forging realm."

Locke paused for a moment, carefully considered the technical feasibility, and found himself completely clueless. Then he quickly realized that he was talking to a villain who thought about how to destroy the world every day, so why should he take it seriously?

Does anyone know what their so-called definition of "Void Forging" is?

The Lich God's form spoke up, "I will make everyone a form, and then everyone will share that form. Wouldn't that be wonderful? I can give the forms of geniuses to ordinary people; everyone wants forms, and I will actively fulfill their desires. I will lead them into a collective void. My friend, I think you would agree with my idea."

Locke completely ignored the other party's previous crazy words and directly asked, "You want to destroy all Pseudo Forging?"

The Lich God's form revealed a satisfied smile. "My friend, Locke. That fool Sera, I've been communicating with him for nearly thirty years, yet he understands nothing I say. I can only speak to him in a language he can understand; it's like teasing a chicken or a dog. Locke, my friend, if you can help me, then we can get to this point as soon as possible. But if you are unwilling to help me now, I am not afraid. Because you are entangled in something terrible. I may tell you, the Archaeology Grandmaster you trust most has plotted against you."

"A dark and boundless, terrible fate is looming over you."

"But you need not be afraid. For I can help you at the end of this darkness. I am all too familiar with this darkness. The Black Sun Tower did the same thing to me. In the darkness they cast upon me, I comprehended the truth. So I strengthened the necromancy of the Age of Stars, making those fragmented elements more powerful. I also stole the form of the founder of the Spirit Communication School. I transformed myself into one of his forms."

"This is precisely the highest level of the undead, abandoning its substance and transforming into form."

Locke warned the Lich God, "I have absolutely no interest in hearing about this suicide plan. It's all form and no substance; it's not even a living person."

"You've misunderstood the difference between form and substance. I don't know what the Black Sun Tower did to you, but if you dare to spout nonsense in front of me again, I'll kill you."

Locke drew his golden sword and pointed it at the Lich God Lich God glanced warily at the sword in Locke's hand and retreated, disappearing into the wall.

Locke pondered the other party's purpose in appearing; the other party must want to use him.

His target is likely being suppressed by Ritual Magic.

I was very wary of him just now, so if he wanted to borrow my ritual power, he probably couldn't do it.

Locke for a moment, confirming that he hadn't given anything away, so the only possibility was that he was stalling for time.

The other party definitely doesn't want me to go to the top of the tower.

The real reason the Lich God left just now was probably because he realized that the person he was talking to here was just a clone disguised by Azure Cloud Duckweed, a little Magic Pressure, wizard robes, magical plants, and Green Dragon Vine. He realized that not long after he saw the person talking to him, the other party had another purpose besides coveting his ritual power: to delay his time to reach the top of the tower.

Locke walked straight to the top of the tower, where he saw a figure dressed in a silver wizard's robe and wearing a silver crown, seemingly the embodiment of the Ice Queen's Moon Ring High Priestess.

Locke looked at her, "Greetings to the first Pseudo-Forging Lord of Pruodimor."

The High Priestess of the Moon Ring then performed an ancient courtly ritual for Locke. "Our mutual old friend left before you even arrived. It's hard to believe he was so wary of you. Messenger of the Black Sun Tower, young Wan..."

Your Majesty, the Pseudo-Forging Lord of all things, it is a pleasure to meet you face to face.

"I was just about to leave when I realized His Majesty was so vigilant."

Locke reminded her, "Don't call me Your Majesty. Only the most foolish wizard would think that being an emperor or ruler is a wonderful thing."

The High Priestess of the Moon Ring remained noncommittal, not dwelling on the topic. "How did you perceive that I was the first Pseudo-Forging Lord? According to the descriptions in those magical paintings, most people would believe that my image Pseudo-Forging Lord, the final victor in the Dao Strife between the Pruodimor branch."

Locke said, "Before I came up here, I always thought that the descriptions of the first two rulers in the murals tended to be ostensibly praising but actually criticizing, while the Pseudo-Forging Lord were vague or overly praising. So at first, I also thought that the final victor of this world was the third Pseudo-Forging Lord. After all—no matter how you look at it, only one Pseudo-Forging Lord has gained final rule in this world."

"Because there is only one Constancy."

"However, the moment I reached the top of the tower, it dawned on me."

"What if the first Pseudo-Forging Lord had never died?"

Locke looked at the witch before him. "I've communicated with your Constancy. You so desperately desire to become Sun-Ring. How could you bear to die so easily? If the Pseudo-Forging Lord only wants to prolong his life, there are many ways. Leaving the wizarding world, you'll have even more options, because you won't be bound by constraints."

"Considering that during the time of the second Pseudo-Forging Lord, you were still waging wars abroad, but only against the toughest opponents, while during the time of the third Pseudo-Forging Lord, your Pruodimor were embroiled in a civil war, this indicates that you need that second Pseudo-Forging Lord. I have actually met her. She once met the Lich God; she was Fruit Position Pseudo Forging, wasn't she? Just your subordinate."

"During the time of the Pseudo-Forging Lord, a civil war broke out, indicating that your Constancy was compromised. You were unable to control others. You inadvertently allowed two people to become Moon-Ring Wizard. Ultimately, you had no choice but to scheme against them, which triggered the civil war."

"It's not that the Pseudo-Forging Lord didn't have a chance to coexist. Even if they couldn't, they could simply move away. But Dao Strife at the level of death and annihilation still occurred. So the most likely explanation is that you, the first Pseudo-Forging Lord, never died. You coveted their resources, you wanted to become Sun-Ring Wizard, and you couldn't bear to die."

The avatar formed from the Mana of the High Priestess of the Moon Ring appeared deep in thought.

"I never intended to deceive the Pseudo-Forging Lord with such a thing. It was merely something I used to scheme against the two competitors who claimed to be 'Pseudo Forging Pseudo-Forging Lord ' during my time as the second and third Pseudo-Forging Lord. However, to be able to determine the correct information in such a short time with so little data is extraordinary judgment."

"It seems your magical abilities surpass mine."

Locke said, "You flatter me."

The Ice Queen-like High Priestess of the Moon Ring turned around and said, "There's no need for such praise. As everyone knows, the key to the level of magical research, besides mathematical foundations, knowledge related to the three spiritual subjects and their derivative fields, and the ability to experiment and test, lies in something even more crucial: a certain understanding of a particular discipline."

intuition."

"I've only ever seen this kind of intuition in one other person."

"That's someone you'll miss."

The Moon Ring Archmage, who had lived for an unknown amount of time and still maintained her existence through Constancy, wore a deep look of nostalgia. She seemed to be reminiscing about someone from the past. She sighed and said, "Back then, we led a group of wizards from the wizarding world. They had no place in their homeland. They were the second or third sons of their families, or commoner wizards. During the exploration of the Great Void, the Wizarding World's resources were insufficient to support its native wizards. Every place, every position was filled, and there were many people queuing up for those positions."

"I still have that group of people. We met and got to know each other, admiring each other's achievements in magical research. At this time, those wizards found us. They hoped that we would lead them, blazing trails and thorns through the Infinite Void, to find a new place to spread civilization."

"Back then, many places in the Infinite Void had already been occupied by the Wizard Civilization or the God Clan. We needed to travel to more distant places, but our route went awry, deviating from the Golden Trade Route. This caused us to end up on the other side of the Infinite Void, far from the Wizard Civilization's territory."

The Pseudo-Forging Lord's eyes were filled with longing as she circled around Locke.

"My group and I promised all the wizards we led that we would find a place for them in the Infinite Void. The old world no longer has a place for us, but that's not our loss, but the loss of the old world. We abandoned the wizarding world and came to this paradise."

Locke looked around and saw the entire world engulfed in Hellfire. A high- Hell demon commander and countless Devil Legion were still attacking this fragmented world protected by the high-ringed Rose Magic Plant, the Apple Tree.

Is this paradise?

The Pseudo-Forging Lord turned to Locke and said, word by word, "The ideals of those people have not been shattered. I am the one who disappointed them, not the other way around. I am alive now, even if not completely, and not very well, but I am still alive. But those people—are dead."

The Pseudo-Forging Lord walked gracefully around Locke. "Among this group, I am neither the wisest, nor the the Strongest, nor the most idealistic. I am the most foolish, the weakest, and the least able to stand my ground."

"But I survived, while they died."

"We traveled too deep into the Infinite Void Infinite Void. We encountered attacks and hostility from some native high-ring civilizations, and we also encountered the schemes of the New God Clan."

"Those people died protecting us, protecting me when I was still Star-Ring Wizard."

"How could they die?"

The Pseudo-Forging Lord walked as if in her own palace, with elegant court music seemingly playing behind her. She turned to Locke and said, "They entrusted those people to me. The responsibility they placed on me was far too great. I am neither the smartest, nor the bravest, nor the most idealistic. I wanted to rush to the front lines, to fight the New God Clan under that man's leadership, and to help our Void Battleship escape that sector. I wanted to express this thought, but I didn't dare."

I am a coward, too attached to my own life.

"By the time I realized what was happening, the Pseudo-Forging Lord had already died at the hands of the New God Clan."

"That group entrusted these people to me, a newly appointed Moon-Ring Wizard. I accepted the responsibility, but it was too heavy, weighing me down so much I could hardly bear it. Countless nights, I prayed silently that someone among them hadn't died, but would return and lead us to a place where we could find refuge. How could they expect someone who wasn't capable enough to shoulder such a responsibility?"

"I never wanted to be the ruler here. Maintaining that rule exhausted me."

"Countless mornings, my illusions shattered. I gradually hardened my heart. I was powerless to maintain my Pseudo Forging, while the wizards under my command constantly challenged my authority. I saw them courting death, and after being disgusted by their stupidity time and time again, I made up my mind. That day, I executed one of my own for the first time."

The Magic Pressure emanating from this Pseudo-Forging Lord grew increasingly cold, hard, and powerful. She raised her left hand, which was clad in an elegant white silk glove, and blood began to flow from the silk patterns on the glove.

"I left the blood of these idiots in this glove. After so much darkness and suffering, I found that after eliminating these idiots, the voice that gave me a splitting headache disappeared. It turns out maintaining Pseudo Forging isn't so difficult after all."

"Since the Low-Ring Wizard, due to their limited understanding, cannot predict the consequences of a decision ten, twenty, or fifty years in advance—consequences that might even lead to their own destruction—and since they cannot command themselves, then I will command them. If anyone dares to obstruct the rule of the Pseudo-Forging Lord, chattering and disrupting the elegance of my rule, then I will ruthlessly eliminate them and silence their voices."

The Pseudo-Forging Lord looked at Locke, Locke eyes meeting. "There's a saying: 'Your bodies and names will perish, but the rivers will flow on forever.' The Pseudo-Forging Lord only needs to destroy the opponent's physical body to silence all the clamor and shouts. How simple! Maintaining Pseudo Forging doesn't require such complex thinking. Everything can be thought of simply."

The witch saw the look in Locke's eyes, and a smile played on her lips. "Dimite —my lord, you—you've really returned?"

The witch quickly realized that she saw in Locke's angry eyes the former Pseudo-Forging Lord, the true Pseudo-Forging Lord Pruodimor, not her, the one struggling to maintain it.

The witch chuckled self-deprecatingly, took a half-step back, and distanced herself from Locke.

The true Pruodimor, the Pseudo-Forging Lord, had already died before reaching the finish line.

Pruodimor established it, yet he never set foot on this land they had dreamed of.

He died.

He will never come back.

Locke looked at her and asked, "This witch, I know the world has become like this, and it's probably related to the Dao Strife during the time of the third Pseudo-Forging Lord under Pruodimor, as depicted in the relief, which was hidden. Could you tell me about the outcome and process of that Dao Strife? It would be useful for my Archaeology research, Breeding Science research, and even Potions research."

"I can make the deal."

"In the most traditional wizarding way."

As Locke predicted, the other party only had fragmented Constancy left and was in a very bad situation. Therefore, it was only natural that they would cooperate with the wizard in order to get out of this predicament.

If the other party can cooperate with the Lich God, then they can cooperate with me.

The witch raised an eyebrow and gracefully took a step and a half back. "I refuse."

"I made a pact with the Lich God. I cannot tell you this history. It is the most fundamental secret of this world."

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"Young man Pseudo Forging of all things."

"You are not in a position to make me abandon my cooperation with the Lich God and cooperate with you. Besides, judging from their styles, I prefer the Lich God to you."

The witch curled her lips into a smile. "There's no point in you bumping into me. At most, you've only confirmed my existence, knowing that my Constancy allows me to maintain my Wisdom. But I won't cooperate with you. My Constancy remains hidden in this world, precarious but not something you can easily grasp in a short time."

"So now I'm leaving. We've said enough. Considering the experiment you showed me in that Wizard Duel City, I've repaid that favor and given you enough information. But ultimately, I still want to thank you for helping me refine the experiment and confirm that that approach wouldn't work."

Suddenly, the entire world began to shake.

The witch's expression changed slightly; she looked up at the sky. "This—my Constancy has been further weakened. Chaos —you bastard."

"As the ruler of Pruodimor, I hereby solemnly declare that you are not welcome here. Get out of here!"

Locke raised an eyebrow, for this ruler of the Pruodimor had been elegant and noble from beginning to end, using precise language. Only when she first met him did she show a somewhat surprised expression, and also when he revealed her identity. Apart from that, her expression had been rather indifferent, full of noble and elegant demeanor. But now, for the first time, her face had changed drastically, and she was so angry.

What exactly did Chaos, one of his biggest rivals in the competition, do?

On the other side of the Venom Great World, Chaos said to the few wizards he had temporarily assembled beside him, "Yes, set up the Wizard Array like this. I want to thank the wizard who helped me temporarily disrupt the Constancy of this hidden world. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have had the chance to set up this Wizard Array."

Chaos stretched out his right hand towards a group of ruins before him, his five fingers spread wide, and he chanted incantations continuously.

"Found it. This is indeed a precious Magic Resources from the Mind School."

A bright green Magic Cube's Cube crystal, which had been hidden within the ruins, was forcibly forced out.

Chaos's eyes widened when he saw the Magic Cube's Cube crystal.

"I once read a description of the [Light of Primordial Fire] in an article. It is a special Light of Mind born from a specific type of Creation Fire —a light of the mind—that arose from a chance event in the primordial plane."

"It seems to be naturally close to True Nature. It is said to be a ray of light containing the mysteries of creation. In my first chapter, I also theoretically deduced the existence of such a thing using the Spell Model of the Mind School. But it had never been confirmed before. I only found traces of it in this world before."

The other Second-Ring Wizard looked at him with incomprehension.

Chaos explained, "I have a reasonable suspicion that every world, at the beginning of its creation, produces its own Light of Mind Light of Mind. The reason why no wizard can observe this Light of Mind at present is because it immediately dissipates with the process of creation, becoming the Light of Mind of all living beings among all things."

"Because it disappeared so quickly, no one observed it, and therefore no one has thought about it in this direction for the time being. Because if it were proven that the existence of the Light of Mind is possible, then too many magical theories would need to be overturned and rebuilt. The field of the Mind School would experience a major upheaval. This is because it is the century-old problem of the Mind School Lineage: a perfect proof that the world itself contains an independent mental object."

Chaos said, "Of course, all of this is still quite far off. We've only just discovered that the Light of Primordial Fire does exist."

The current explanation is that the Creation Fire refracts the Light of Mind through a complex mechanism for forming the Reverse Demonic Fire, and it is not the soul that exists in the world itself and can be called an object. The [Heavenlight Fire], currently ranked seventh on the Magic Flame Ranking, was formed in this way. In short, any discovery is a good thing.

"At least there's hope for further research."

He reached out and took the Light of Primordial Fire into his palm, a smile spreading across his face. But the next moment, a powerful force of world repulsion appeared—the repulsion of the world within the current Wizard Duel City cluster against him, including all the wizards beside him.

Chaos was already well aware of this kind of rejection from the world. "No way. So stingy. I only took the Light of Primordial Fire."

"They're actually using the entire world to reject me. This is a huge drain on the remaining power of this world; it's not worth it. No, they're really going to exclude me regardless of the cost."

Chaos's body was trapped in a spatial vortex, and he struggled to raise his right hand. "What heinous crime have I committed that they're forcibly banishing me?"

The next moment, he and his companions were all absorbed into the spatial vortex formed by the Plane Principle. As a result, they were all swept in and thrown out of the Venom Great World like trash, falling towards the main body of the Wizarding World.

In the heart of Duel City, standing amidst the city's shadows, the sorceress, the Pseudo-Forging Lord, quickly sensed that with the loss of the Light of Primordial Fire, her Constancy was decaying at an accelerated pace, and her power was rapidly declining. Although she had previously been unable to utilize the Light of Primordial Fire, she could have used this treasure to suppress her remaining Constancy.

This is something that suppresses Constancy.

The witch was anxious. She glanced at Locke and suddenly changed her mind, no longer wanting to drive Locke away, and even her previous intention to...

The idea of using the world to exclude Locke, regardless of the cost, to drive him out.

That's exactly what she was thinking of doing.

Who knew that that bastard Chaos would raid their home?

The Pseudo-Forging Lord looked at Locke and said, "If you want to know the truth about that Dao Strife, it means you need to know the biggest secret within this world, our past and present lives, and the past and present struggles of several top forces in the void. This is a very serious gamble. I don't make deals. If you really want it, then let's do a [Discussing Constancy and Pseudo-Forging]."

Bar."

"How come you, as the Moon-Ring Grand Wizard, don't know Discussing Constancy? Surely people of later generations wouldn't be unaware of what wizards of the Pseudo Forging and above often do?"

Locke for a moment. "Does this refer to a dialogue on Constancy? You want a complete and in-depth discussion about our understanding of Constancy. If you can succeed in this process, you should be able to recover some of it."

The Pseudo-Forging Lord looked at Locke and said, "You dare not? You are still young. Even if you lose, it won't cause much damage to your Constancy. However, if you lose, you will need to help our old friend release the power of a ritual. It's not an unreasonable request, just helping this old friend break the seal on the chess piece here. If I lose, then I will tell you everything I know, including our old friend's plan."

"Besides that, I know you don't have a specific reason to Discussing Constancy. To make amends, I've also noticed that you're using Supreme Meditation Method from the Mind School. I have a copy of that method too."

"I can give it to you too."

"Although it's not complete. Only two-thirds is included; the remaining third is the Academy's unique heritage, so it's fine not to study it."

Locke guessed at the reason for the other party's sudden change of mind. "It seems I have to thank my friend Chaos. Did my friend Chaos do something to you that made you suddenly change your mind?"

Previously, the other party clearly had no desire to negotiate and their attitude was very tough.

But now she suddenly wants to Discussing Constancy to him, and her attitude has softened significantly, which means Chaos must have done something.

The Pseudo Forging blacksmith's face darkened for a moment. "So it's your friend."

"You two friends are such a pair of troublemakers!"

This was the most fitting insult she could think of.

As the ruler of Pruodimor, she had to at least maintain a semblance of dignity.

Locke used this time to quickly access information to check what Discussing Constancy was and to consult his teacher Witch Catherine.

"Discussing Constancy is fine. But I demand the Supreme Meditation Method first. I need to verify its authenticity. I believe this is your bargaining chip for Discussing Constancy with me."

"If you want me to agree, you need to give me something."

The Pseudo Forging witch pondered for a moment and said, "That makes sense. It seems you have great confidence in your Constancy and magical system. So, here's the meditation method for you."