Time flew like an arrow, the days and months flashing past.
It was the thousandth year since the Ember Minor World had been created.
Stars moved across the skies of the Black Tower Continent, forming an Omnipotent Eye Totem that looked down over the entire continent.
The trillions of living beings across the vast land were its flesh and blood, while hundreds of millions of black towers linked together like meridians, uniting the entire world into a single, vibrant whole.
In a city amid wooded mountains stood an unremarkable black tower a thousand feet tall.
This black tower was controlled by a small wizard school that had never left its name in history.
Once, the school had numbered barely a hundred full members, and even raising a Fourth-Ring wizard had been a distant dream.
After the Elemental Plane and the Dark Plane successively opened up Law Sharing, living beings broke free of the shackles of laws and unleashed astonishing potential, climbing to heights scarcely anyone had reached in ages past.
Now, a False Seventh-Ring Void Wizard presided over it, commanding thousands of wizards in pursuit of truth. Today they developed a supernatural potion; tomorrow they improved a Visualization Method or constructed an entirely new law model.
There were countless black towers like that of the Witch Bone Forest School, producing brilliant fruits of knowledge.
This vast body of knowledge flowed upward from below, nourishing the Omnipotent Eye. Once digested by the Omnipotent Eye, it descended again like nourishing rain to benefit all living beings, forming a virtuous cycle.
The Wizard Black Tower's understanding of the world grew ever deeper, and its use of supernatural energy ever more refined. Earthshaking changes swept through the world at every moment.
For a fleeting instant, it seemed they had entered the golden age of