One month later.
A Level-Three demon-hunting grand wizard of the Seven-Ring Holy Tower bearing a First-Class Honor Medal had come from afar and had ties of cooperation with the family. Even a colossal family like the Isha Family, whose reach spanned numerous foreign worlds and which had participated in the establishment of wizard towers by more than ten Stigmata Wizards, put on a grand welcome for this exalted Level-Three demon-hunting grand wizard.
Unless they violated the Holy Tower's rules, demon-hunting wizards of this caliber were supreme, terrifying beings who could roam the Wizard World without fear.
The square teemed with people, banners fluttering in the wind.
Isasaar, the current patriarch of the Isha Family, had taken time out of his busy schedule to come personally and stood at the front. Amlund and Isabelle, the two demon-hunting wizards directly connected to Green, stood at his sides, slowly recounting everything they knew about this Level-Three grand wizard.
"Only two thousand years... A wizard apprentice from the same generation as you has actually advanced to become a Level-Three demon-hunting grand wizard and obtained a First-Class Honor Medal!?"
Isasaar's expression was grave. He realized that this demon-hunting wizard was likely far more than merely a "prospective Stigmata Wizard."
Even after advancing to become a Stigmata Wizard, this demon-hunting wizard would likely remain an exceptionally terrifying presence among Stigmata Wizards!
Slowly, Isasaar turned his head and looked toward the two grand wizards in the distance. One was shrouded beneath an airtight black wizard robe, with only a pair of white eyes with black pupils exposed.
The other looked like a body-refining wizard. A shrunken Abyssal Demon Dragon clung to his shoulder like a lizard, while a white stone staff was slung across his back, gleaming with dazzling spots of light.
As one of the tens