All of this had been made possible by his unceasing cultivation of the [Primordial Stellar Meditation Method] during this time.
Dago's meticulous control over spells had long since surpassed several levels.
He could even compress the originally massive and terrifying Dance of Fine Snow to its limit, turning it into a tiny blade only a few centimeters long, while perfectly confining the vast aura of Triple Resonance within the space of a single palm!
"Looks like this Tower of Spells tests the caster's purest spellcasting ability."
Dago crushed the ice blade in his palm, his expression thoughtful. "It cruelly cuts off any possibility of using external objects to gain an advantage over one's rank."
"Every wizard who enters the trial tower is forcibly reassigned a base level of strength."
"My mental power and the number of crystals I possess have long exceeded the theoretical limits that an ordinary Third-Ring Wizard could reach."
"That is precisely why the laws within the tower strictly limit my strength to the fixed level of entering the Wizarding Forbidden Zone—ten Soul Crystals and a second purification."
After only a brief deduction, Dago had more or less sorted out the underlying logic behind this stage.
The Third-Ring water wizard he had instantly killed moments ago was not weak on paper.
Even a normal Peak Third Circle wizard of the same rank would find it quite troublesome to face him upon this vast ocean, the ideal battlefield for water spells.
Unfortunately, Dago's raw strength surpassed his opponent by far too many dimensions.
Even after the system had forcibly stripped away a huge portion of his trump cards, he could not feel the slightest bit of pressure.
Just as he was calculating inwardly, the environment changed without warning.
In the sea where the water wizard had "died," a