Cosmic Wizard stood like a statue, his back ramrod straight, his expression blank as he watched the scene within the Blood Battle Stairway Space.
When he saw the slightly furious, twisted face of Wizard Zhouyu, his own rigid features seemed to stir. It was as though his consciousness had returned from some distant place.
He sighed inwardly. "Zhouyu, every living being is different. You are different from the countless beings of Frost Snow Land, and Nightmare Wizard is different from you as well. This world is vast—so vast that one might spend an entire lifetime and still never fully explore or understand it."
"Worlds, universes, heavens beyond heavens—civilizations as countless as grains of sand rose and perished. In a certain sense, we are all insignificant."
He knew his disciple's proud and aloof nature.
Victory or defeat, the final outcome still had to be digested by herself.
He only hoped her Wizard Heart would not be affected. Even if it gathered dust, it could still be wiped clean.
A deep, resonant voice sounded beside him. "With such a major event imminent in Frost Snow Land, I never expected Cosmic Wizard to still have the leisure to come to Star Cluster and watch."
"Isn't Wizard Baisheng doing the same? Wizard Kong's battle should have ended by now."
Cosmic Wizard's eyelids did not so much as twitch as he replied blandly.
The Blood Battle Stairway Space was cruel. Wizard Kong's foundation was too shallow, and the Ancient Grand Wizardry she commanded was not outstanding enough. She had undergone no profound transformation, much less possessed any possibility of transcendent evolution.
Having lost more than once, she had already sunk into complete despair.
If she did not choose to give up soon, her mind might collapse and her True Spirit might be extinguished.
By then,