Seeing Ashura like this, Four Star True Spirit Wizard had no choice but to activate the True Body of the Ancestor of Humanity and follow Ashura over, thus completing Pumiluoxius's so-called observation.
"Lord World Tree, let me take him on!"
Before he even arrived, Ashura's will, brimming with boundless anticipation, roared ahead of him.
At this moment, the World Tree had already used the Fate Lever Magic Staff to establish a spacetime lock on the One-Armed Sacred Body Ancestor. Countless fluttering green leaves formed another wondrous sight. These emerald leaves, radiating rich life force, stretched on without end like a surging river of life in the void—at times like ten thousand horses galloping, at times like an azure dragon roaring at the heavens.
Three Star True Spirit Wizard, with the True Demon Body empowering the True Body of the Ancestor of Humanity and the Abyssal Blade in hand, charged forward in unprecedented excitement and longing. His tremendous impact even sent layer upon layer of spacetime ripples spreading along his path, like a long, narrow trail of flame.
In comparison, Four Star True Spirit Wizard was far less impulsive and driven.
The passage of endless years had made him ever closer to the calmness of an elemental wizard. Although Four Star True Spirit Wizard knew Ashura was right from the perspective of the Abyss body-refining wizard's evolutionary path, this savage conduct that overcame reason was something his rationality simply could not accept.
Without paying any attention to Four Star True Spirit Wizard, Ashura's eyes held only that terrifying figure at the center of the spacetime vortex ripples, a figure that made him tremble. Ashura's target, his hope for growth—while his cells quaked in terror and shock, they also erupted with infinite yearning. That was the higher pinnacle of Abyssal power, the