Three thousand five hundred years after Green's Fate Summoning.
At the Heart of the Wizard World, the Winter Guardian, who had long been stationed at the Dimensional Gap Sealing Art, abruptly opened her tightly shut eyes. In an instant, the icy soul of bitter cold seemed to freeze the void through. Wherever her gaze reached, crack, crack, crack—frost spread, as though even spacetime had been frozen solid.
"Hm, this strange spacetime fluctuation that appeared so suddenly is..."
The Winter Guardian's gaze was fixed upon the three supreme legacy treasures left behind by the first Witch Ancestor of the Wizard World: the Truth-Balance Magic Staff, the Face of Truth, and the Truth Book.
The Dimensional Gap Sealing Art at her side distorted absurd rules. This was the method Green had created after offering the Savior True Spirit through the Taiyi Magnetstone to reduce the leakage from the Heart of the World. It had now replaced the former Prismatic Spacetime Sealing Art as the Wizard World's foremost spacetime sealing art!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two Level Six Guardians appeared, landing to the Winter Guardian's left and right. One wore an uncertain expression, while the other looked shocked and delighted. Their expressions differed, yet both stared alongside the Winter Guardian at the Truth-Balance Magic Staff at the core of the Witch Ancestor's three Truth treasures.
"Winter Guardian, what has happened to the Witch Ancestor Scepter?"
The female Guardian held a lotus leaf in her hand. Water droplets rippled across its surface, while her bright, jade-clear eyes seemed carved from luminous jade. She flicked her slender, snow-white, supple middle finger. With a pop, spatial ripples spread outward in layer after layer, gradually melting the protective restriction around the Truth treasures and allowing them to observe this unknown change more clearly.
On the other side, the male