The Truth of the Hall of All Spirits Exposed: The Wizard Chiefs Had Long Since Decayed, Leaving Only Ambition and Fear!

"Scheming foxes, shameless old bastards."

Ewakuai gritted his teeth and cursed a few times. Only after a while did he slowly calm himself down.

No matter what, he had finally gotten out.

"First, I'll try to recover my strength. Then..."

A cold glint flashed through Ewakuai's eyes. "Find the vessel Alazan chose."

As the oldest, most low-profile, and most mysterious of the twenty-four wizard chiefs, Alazan had existed since the birth of the spirit wizards. He had even personally taken part in the construction of the Hall of All Spirits.

He knew more secrets than anyone else. He had even outlived more than one Lord of All Spirits.

Finding Alazan might reveal a way to solve all the troubles plaguing him.

Back in the era when the Hall of All Spirits stood at its peak, Ewakuai would never have dared to openly challenge him. But now, the former strongest and most revered chief among the wizard chiefs was nothing more than a pitiful wretch barely clinging to life under the threat of death.

"Perhaps I can even inherit the core of that old bastard's system."

As if envisioning some wonderful future, Ewakuai's lips curled upward. His right hand slowly clenched into a fist. "Bahafus, one day, you too will lower that proud head before me. Heh heh."

Ewakuai chuckled and raised his right hand. A destructive hurricane erupted from the void, instantly flattening everything beneath and around him.

Once the raging storm subsided, Ewakuai was nowhere to be seen within the section of forest that had been forcibly erased.

The seventh sunset after leaving the primeval forest.

Boom!

Dago punched through the middle of a low mountain. Rubble came crashing down as he flashed into the newly opened cave.

He casually tossed out several array disks, setting up simple defensive