The Sun Level existed for all eternity, unchanging forever.
The Radiant Moon could also hang in the heavens.
They were the mid- to upper-tier fighting force of Wizard Civilization.
Strictly speaking, every Radiant Moon had the potential to advance to the Sun Level and manifest the rules.
No matter how slim the possibility, it did exist.
In the Immortal Realm Legendary Civilization, they would be Heavenly Immortal candidates seeking Immortal Golden Essence.
Rumble!
A sudden change struck Hell Pillar.
The Dark Gold flame vortex abruptly contracted, then exploded with a deafening roar.
Roar!
A high-pitched dragon's cry rang out, shaking the entire Sulfur Sea of Fire.
Billions of tons of magma were sent soaring hundreds of meters into the air by the sound waves.
After the Soul of Legend Potion had fully taken shape, the remnants of the World Will and spiritual essence within the World Core Embryo had combined and come alive as a Dragon Spirit!
A dragon phantom over ten thousand meters long, its entire body burning with Dark Gold flames, circled and roared in midair.
Complex runes were imprinted on every scale. The aura it gave off was equivalent to that of a genuine Radiant Moon Wizard.
The alchemy of the Immortal Realm Legendary Civilization, which could refine living creatures, had much in common with the Potion Spirit Extraction happening now.
"A Radiant Moon, huh..." Ryan stood above the sea of fire, his Black Wizard Robe fluttering in the wind as he calmly watched the Dragon Spirit with his dark eyes.
"Ordinary Wizards would have trouble dealing with refined spiritual essence, but for me... even Radiant Moon Level Life isn't that hard to kill!"
The Dragon Spirit's golden pupils fixed on Ryan. It opened its jaws and spat out a stream of Dark Gold dragon breath.
Ryan