After the battle ended, the other wizards were still busy reinforcing the seals on Shuoyuan.
The time seal and spirit seal were the final two locks, yet no one dared guarantee that a sub-Level 9 dragon that had been trapped in the Reflected Dimension for tens of millions of years had no hidden contingencies left.
Several Level 7 Wizards were scattered around the dragon's body. The radiance of their Law Solidification Domains flared and faded in succession.
With every seal layered on, the energy fluctuations in the void grew heavier, as if the entire battlefield were sinking alongside that giant dragon. Benjamin, however, did not join in the sealing.
For one thing, he knew his own limits. Compared to these veteran Level 7 Wizards, his sealing techniques were far inferior. For another...
He was floating at the edge of the battlefield, the vertical eye on his brow slightly narrowed, his expression somewhat strange.
That impact just now—when Wizard Broadleaf had used him as a battering ram and smashed him straight into the center of Shuoyuan's draconic head—had not felt particularly unusual in itself.
With the Return to Void Armor, the Body Tempering Method, and the protective spells cast by a whole group of Level 7 Wizards, even though he had smashed the dragon unconscious for an instant, he himself had not even scraped his skin.
Yet in the few seconds after the collision, a great deal of something had suddenly appeared in his Spirit Sea.
At first, Benjamin had nearly thought it was an information stream forcibly crammed into him.
But after carefully investigating, he found no trace of intrusion. The way those information streams had appeared was more like natural seepage. The knowledge within was scattered and fragmented.
Some of it concerned the tuning of energy frequencies in the