Fifty years later.
Across the vast void, the Demon-Hunting Wizards had never imagined that one day, they would slaughter the Formless Ancient Demons who had left the ancient Wizards defeated in bitter hatred—or rather, the descendants of those Formless Ancient Demons, the Abyssal Devil Race—in such a manner.
"Mentor, every Abyssal Devil that could escape has fled. Those who could not have been completely left behind. There is nothing here on this void battlefield worth lingering over."
Before the glass window of a Void Mothership corridor, Xiao Yushen stood behind the One-Ring True Spirit Wizard, gazing into the boundless void as he spoke in a low voice.
This young Wizard had received such a name for the same reason: his mentor, the One-Ring True Spirit Wizard.
Fifty years ago, when the Demon-Hunting Wizards' war against the Abyssal Devil Race had initially secured victory, after Blade Demon Ancestor, Mad Evil Devil Ancestor, and the One-Eyed World-Cleaving Ancestor had left the projection battlefield, Sylvana and the projection of the First-generation Wizard King Green wandered the void, chatting idly as they accompanied that projection of the First-generation Wizard King's consciousness through its final few hourglasses of time. Yet they had never expected that, on a Space Fortress they had saved on a whim, they would rescue an infant still in swaddling clothes.
When Sylvana and the consciousness projection of the First-generation Wizard King rescued the infant, he was already on his last breath from the corrosion of Abyssal demonic energy. His parents had also vanished amid the chaos and had most likely met with disaster.
Thus, the infant was saved by the One-Ring True Spirit Wizard. Perhaps because victory was in sight and she was overjoyed, she accepted him as her disciple on the spot and named him Xiao Yushen, seemingly in commemoration