Splash, splash.
Seventy years later, following the coordinates given by the Second-generation Wizard King, Green arrived at this world's Dark Sea. Standing atop a wave, he rode the wind and cleaved through the waters.
Of the three world coordinates, only this last one remained. Once it was done, this mission would be completely finished!
The mission was not particularly difficult—but that was only in Green's eyes. For other True Spirit Wizards, it would likely be a brush with death.
At this moment, Green looked hazy and indistinct, like a firefly moving through the dark Mist. Massive shadows occasionally glided beneath the seawater. The abundant abyssal devil energy of this world provided ample food for the enormous, terrifying creatures dwelling in the depths of the sea, filling it with mystery.
The dark Mist gradually dispersed, and a fairly vast island slowly emerged in the distance. Jagged cliffs and grotesque rocks jutted skyward, while several Abyssal Demon Dragons circled high above.
"Found it—the World Ear node!"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Green's lips. With an elemental teleportation, he arrived on the island.
"Hm? Move your foot!"
The black rock beneath his feet trembled. A gigantic stone turtle opened its eyes and spoke in a rumbling voice, sending the birds and beasts of the surrounding abyssal forest scattering.
Green naturally knew this was an abyssal mutant monster. He had merely wanted to stand atop the high point of its nose. After seeing the little fellow become enraged, Green had already found the World Ear node. He ignored the tiny creature, and his figure blurred before vanishing once again.
When Green reappeared, he was already beneath a protruding cliff over a hundred meters tall.
Although the entire stone wall appeared to be naturally formed, in Green's eyes, it was an entirely