The Beginning of the God's Path

Torrents surged, the immense force scattering the magic wolves and the teacher before pushing the latter to safety.

The magic wolves broke free from the waves one after another, leaping to higher ground.

As the flood subsided.

Jiang Yuan appeared, holding Lin Yuxin in his arms.

Mo Fan, worried about Ye Xin Xia's safety, ran off to find her.

"Jiang Yuan!" Zhou Min exclaimed.

"Why haven't you gone to the safe zone?"

"Take her to the safe zone for me, thanks." Jiang Yuan had no time to address everyone's confusion, handing Lin Yuxin over to Zhou Min's care before turning and walking toward the wolf pack.

"Jiang Yuan, don't go!" Xue Musheng, now rescued, shouted through the pain.

Others also called for him to come back.

How could one person face so many demons, especially with two Warrior-level ones among them?

It was nothing short of suicide!

Jiang Yuan acted as if he hadn't heard, walking forward while constructing a Star Track.

The dazzling Star Track of intermediate magic shone, so captivating, so stunning.

"That's a Star Track!"

Only then did they remember—the torrential flood just now was the intermediate Water element spell, Storm Wave.

Jiang Yuan had already advanced to an intermediate mage!

Jiang Yuan stared coldly at the magic wolves, and the raging waves surged once more.

Wave after wave completely submerged this stretch of street, leaving the magic wolves crammed onto a high spot barely big enough for their four paws.

"Leave this to me. You all head to the safe zone." Jiang Yuan left them with his back.

Zhou Min wanted to stay and fight the magic wolves together, but a thick water wall five or six meters high rose up, completely cutting off the passage between them and the wolves.

With their magic not even reaching Beginner level three, they couldn't possibly cross the water wall.

In the torrential rainy night, they couldn't even tell what was happening on the other side of the water wall.

"Spirit Ripple—Fear."

A glint flashed in Jiang Yuan's eyes, and an invisible wave spread out.

Every magic wolf touched by the ripple trembled involuntarily, their gazes toward him now tinged with fear!

Beasts are just beasts.

The rain wove a dense net in the pitch-black night. Jiang Yuan stepped forward slowly through the puddles, and the moment his soles touched the water, rings of ice-blue ripples spread outward.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm up. Seven azure Star Tracks interwove in the void into a magnificent Star Track, the surging magical energy causing even the raindrops around him to hover in midair.

"Ice Burst Flood Roll!"

As the incantation fell, the accumulated water on the entire street suddenly reversed and rose into the air, cold air pouring out wildly.

The water abruptly transformed, forming three spiraling ice crystal tornadoes that crisscrossed.

The magic wolves were too far from Jiang Yuan, and with no ground left to stand on, they were swept into the air from their high perches by the raging ice crystals.

Claws scraped against the ice crystals, sending up dazzling sparks.

Sharp ice shards sliced countless bloody wounds into their fur, and the magic wolves let out miserable howls.

But it wasn't over yet.

Jiang Yuan formed a Thunder Seal with his left hand, purple lightning dancing at the tips of his hair.

The suspended ice crystal tornadoes suddenly took on a ghostly blue electric glow, transforming into three ferocious Ice Thunder Flood Dragons that coiled tightly around the wolf pack.

Amid the crackling thunder, the smell of scorched fur mixed with the rain spread through the air.

When the two Three-eyed Magic Wolves broke free from the dragon's cage, Jiang Yuan glanced at them calmly.

The entire rain curtain instantly froze into countless ice prisms. Under the influence of the Electromagnetic Domain, each prism tip shimmered with purple thunder patterns.

"Ice Thunder Burial!"

A crisp snap of his fingers shattered the rainy night.

The ice prisms rained down like a storm of pear blossoms, pinning the Three-eyed Magic Wolves mid-leap into dazzling ice sculptures.

By the time every inch of the Three-eyed Magic Wolves' fur was covered in ice prisms, the thunder patterns inside them exploded with a roar!

Scattered ice crystals reflected Jiang Yuan's cold gaze, like a tragic diamond avalanche.

On the other side of the water wall.

Everyone only heard a continuous roar and the crisp shattering of ice.

When the six-meter-tall azure water curtain dissolved into a drizzle, everything had already reached its end!

"The magic wolves... all dead!!!"

They stood frozen, watching Jiang Yuan's figure vanish into the curtain of rain.

Outside Bocheng.

Corpses littered the fields.

Under the resistance of the military and the many mages who had come to reinforce them, the city gates were on the verge of total collapse.

They couldn't hold much longer.

Behind them were hundreds of thousands of civilians; ahead lay an abyss of certain death.

Even so, they poured out their blood without hesitation, giving their lives on this soil.

Jiang Yuan had now reached the city wall.

The sounds of battle and roars grew clearer.

The stench of blood rushed from his nostrils straight into his lungs, making his heart tremble uncontrollably.

Looking down at the carnage below, Jiang Yuan clenched his fists.

His power was still far too weak, even though he had already saved the people inside the city.

But those mages willing to sacrifice their lives for humanity's future were dying in the war against the Demon Wolves.

A single demon tribe had nearly brought an entire city to its knees.

And what about the demon empires lurking in famous landmarks around the world?

The original text only mentioned the Tianshan Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Pyramids, Abyss of Evil, Antarctica, Bermuda, and Sahara.

Were those really the only mountain ranges?

The Himalayan Mountains, home to Mount Everest, and the Andes Mountains.

Were those really the only deserts?

The Arabian Desert, Libyan Desert, Australian Desert, Gobi Desert.

And the Arctic, standing as one of the world's poles alongside Antarctica!

The Antarctic Emperor was merely one emperor awakened from that million-year frozen soil—who knew what else lay hidden there?

The vastness of the oceans was known to all.

What mighty empires lurked in those deep seas?

And the undead beneath the sea—countless times more numerous than those on land—was this Netherworld truly ruled by just one emperor?

The Summoning Plane, the Dark Plane, unknown planes.

The source of the Holy City's archangel power.

There were far too many unsolved mysteries in the world.

Humanity could only survive in the cracks between demon empires.

The more Jiang Yuan thought, the more insignificant he felt.

But it was with this very insignificance that he would ascend to a throne higher than any emperor's, becoming the supreme god!

Bocheng was his starting point—the beginning of his path to godhood!!

Jiang Yuan stepped to the edge of the city wall, pulled out the Sacred Spring from his pocket, and drank it down in one gulp.

In an instant, an immense surge of energy rushed from his abdomen through his limbs.

No Mortal-grade or Spirit-grade magic tool could compare to the nourishment of the Sacred Spring—this power was the strongest Jiang Yuan had ever witnessed!

All his elements had been on the verge of advancement, and under the Sacred Spring's nourishment, the calm stardust and nebulae began spinning wildly!

Nebulae became star rivers.

Stardust became nebulae.

Even though the energy of the Sacred Spring could no longer compare to its original state, it was still enough to advance Little Loach's pendant several grades with energy left over!

Now, absorbed entirely by Jiang Yuan, it propelled him to become a high-level Water element mage!!

Except for the Undead element, which didn't advance, both the Lightning element and Mind element broke through to mid-level!

His actions weren't over yet—the breakthrough was only to make his magic energy more abundant.

Jiang Yuan looked up.

Above the dark clouds, thunder rolled.

If his own power wasn't strong enough, then what about nature's power?

His Lightning element's innate domain spread rapidly!

On the other side, the battlefield against the Winged Azure Wolf.

"ROAR!!!!"

Roars mixed with rain flew through the air as Zhan Kong and the group of military mages retreated at top speed.

Zhan Kong steadied himself, swallowed the taste of blood in his throat, and looked back at Bocheng through the heavy downpour.

"Chief, we've held out for a long time now. The civilians should have made it to the safety zone by now—should we retreat?" one of the military mages asked.

"Hold on a little longer. Every second we buy counts." Zhan Kong's firm tone left no room for refusal.

And as soldiers, they wouldn't refuse anyway.

Obedience was a soldier's duty.

Besides, if they pulled back now, the ordinary people who hadn't yet reached the safety zone stood no chance of surviving this disaster.