In a secluded valley unknown to the world, a bizarre scene was unfolding.
It was a lush green valley brimming with life, yet strangely, not a single birdcall, animal cry, or insect chirp could be heard!
This was unusual—far too unusual! As the saying went, there was always a reason behind something out of the ordinary. Any wizard who happened to be there would have discovered that terrifying magical power permeated the entire vast valley! An unimaginably fearsome magic had enveloped and sealed off the whole place!
Anyone who walked through the valley would probably have realized why it was so quiet. It wasn't that no birds or beasts lived there. Rather, every bird, beast, insect, and fish had been cowed by that magic. They could only remain rooted in place, trembling in terror, not daring to make even the slightest sound!
Beside a clear stream in the valley, Achill sat cross-legged on a large rock, his face expressionless. Waves of formidable magical power rippled from his entire body. The surging magic churned the once-placid stream into a wild frenzy.
"50%... 5%... 60%..." Achill held his palms together quietly before his chest, murmuring unconsciously, "65%, 70%, 76%... 8%..." As the numbers rose, the magic pouring from him grew increasingly turbulent. Gradually, a faint yin-yang pattern flowed like rippling water from the seam between his palms, circling his hands and slowly rotating on its own before his chest.
"90%... 9%... 94%... 96%... 98%... 99%—" Suddenly, Achill's tightly closed eyes snapped open. A dazzling gleam flashed through them as he thundered with overwhelming authority, "Magic release! Maximum release—100%, fully unleashed!!! Ultimate Magic—" At the same time, he flung his joined hands as far apart as they would go!
"Ultimate Reincarnation!!!!!!"
"Bzzzz—" The instant the final syllable left his lips, the faint yin-yang