Mist drifted over the Lotus Pond. Several figures in wizard robes stood on the shore, staring blankly at the results displayed in the projection.
The twists and turns of the situation had been like riding a roller coaster, their emotions rising and falling without pause.
"He actually won. The waves behind the Yangtze River drive on those before them—truly remarkable!" Grand Wizard Mi Hun elegantly raised a hand and touched his cheek, surprise in his eyes.
According to his predictions, once Ancient Grand Wizardry was unleashed, only another Ancient Grand Wizardry could counter it.
Even if Nightmare Wizard had obtained the inheritances of several of them, a mere hundred years was too short for him to master them completely.
Yet he had won.
What Grand Wizard Mi Hun cared about were the two Ancient Grand Wizardries Wang Ya had used.
The First Generation Hell Wizard's inheritance? Not quite. It resembles it, yet not entirely. Its essence has long since changed.
What exactly had he transformed over the past hundred years to reap such tremendous gains?
Even he found those two Ancient Grand Wizardries alarming.
After all those long years, he had only managed to summarize three to five Ancient Grand Wizardries from the knowledge of his own wizard path.
Could there truly be a being so heaven-defying? Is Nightmare Wizard simply the purest kind of monster, capable of creating miracles even without the finest external conditions?
In Grand Wizard Mi Hun's eyes, an outsider wizard defeating Tianjing Wizard, whom Grand Wizard Aix had nurtured since childhood, was already a miracle in itself.
Grand Wizard Zeyuan raised a brow and snorted. "Choosing is important. Take me—I chose Nightmare Wizard from the very beginning and never wavered."
"Having little schemes is not a problem. Everything is for the Crimson Academy. Now that