The entire [Landscape] was composed of countless labyrinths surrounding a dreamlike space at its core.
At the very center of this dreamlike space, a dazzling golden scale floated, radiating an aura of overwhelming majesty that was impossible to gaze upon directly.
However, as the Azure Sky Spirit erupted with an unprecedentedly terrifying presence, the entire [Landscape] was thrown into violent upheaval.
The labyrinths collapsed one after another, dissolving into nothingness. The once meticulously layered structure was gone, replaced by an expansive, boundless dreamscape every labyrinth had completely merged into one!
"What's happening?!"
"What in the world is going on?"
Countless figures appeared within the space, their gazes sweeping around in shock and confusion.
Just moments ago, they had been in different labyrinths, but now they had been forcibly pulled into the heart of the dreamscape.
At this moment, all eyes were drawn toward the golden scale at the center of the space.
Amid the radiant golden glow, a vague figure could be seen standing beside the scale, as if in control of everything.
But no one could utter a single word.
For in the air, the Azure Sky Spirit began chanting in a grand and solemn voice!
"Fourth-Level Wizardry: The Full Bloom of Leaves!"
"Fifth-Level Wizardry: Withering Maple Sea!"
"Sixth-Level Wizardry: The Stillness of Autumn Leaves!"
With each wizardry name spoken, an immense and ancient sigil appeared high in the sky.
These sigils carried an unmatched oppressive force, enshrouding the entire dreamscape, as if even time and space had been sealed.
"Azure Sky Spirit! The Withering and Flourishing Poem!"
As the final chant echoed, the three sigils merged into one, forming a colossal symbol.
Yet, the sigil was incomplete vast portions of it were missing, leaving only the core adorned with a deep, ethereal blue light none other than the true form of the Azure Sky Spirit!
Throughout the dreamscape, the wizards and apprentices of the Furnace exchanged bewildered glances, utterly clueless.
Even the Master of the Furnace, a Morning Star Wizard, was awed by this mysterious and grand scene.
Only the Enforcement Wizard widened his eyes in utter shock, his heart in turmoil:
"Could it be...?! Is this the lost, one-of-a-kind Glorious Moon Saint Artifact of the Natural Divine Court? Could it be…?"
At that moment, the incomplete sigil in the sky, under the influence of the Azure Sky Spirit, began emanating a surging aura of life energy.
As this azure life energy spread, intricate patterns gradually surfaced on the sigil's surface.
These patterns interwove like an intricate spiderweb, their complexity dizzying.
It was unmistakably the Withering and Flourishing Poem, yet now it was infused with a vibrant surge of life energy azure light flowed, and its presence was awe-inspiring.
Some of the weaker wizard apprentices and wizards felt lightheaded and disoriented just from glancing at these intricate patterns.
Every pattern was inscribed with line upon line of ancient wizard script, written in a language as old as the wizarding world itself, brimming with unfathomable knowledge.
Even the Master of the Furnace, powerful as he was, felt his spirit tremble upon witnessing the incomplete Withering and Flourishing Poem, a flicker of dread flashing through his mind.
BOOM!
With a deafening roar, the incomplete Withering and Flourishing Poem under the augmentation of the Azure Sky Spirit finally became whole, completely taking shape!
At that instant, an unstoppable force of decay suddenly descended, sweeping across the entire dreamscape like a raging tide, enveloping the world!
Mortals have their limits, yet the power of nature is eternal.
At this moment, as the Withering and Flourishing Poem was fully unleashed, the very landscape of the world transformed.
The once dreamlike space vanished, replaced by an incredibly vivid and lifelike terrain:
Mountains rose from the earth, deep lakes formed in the valleys; dense forests materialized in the void, and endless grasslands stretched far and wide…
This was world-altering power, a scene as if the Creator had descended upon the land!
However, the spectacle of grandeur was but a façade the true force behind it brought a crushing sense of oppression.
Every being in the dreamscape, whether an apprentice or a full-fledged wizard, felt an incomparable, overwhelming pressure.
Both spiritual power and physical strength were shackled by an invisible force!
Formal wizards found their spiritual power forcibly suppressed to a mere 40 points, unable to surpass this limit.
Even bloodline wizards, whose bodies were once incredibly strong, found themselves weakened to the level of apprentices!
It was as if an unbreakable shackle had bound every individual.
A shackle akin to Heaven's Law, sealing their strength at the level of wizard apprentices!
This was a complete power reset, where every individual was firmly restrained by the rules, leaving them utterly powerless to resist!
And under this new rule, the greatest beneficiaries were undeniably Nature Wizards, who wielded control over extraordinary plants!
Once their Life Seed successfully evolved into an extraordinary plant, Nature Wizard apprentices would gain a permanent wizardry sigil rivaling those of full-fledged wizards!
At that point, within the apprentice realm, Nature Wizards would be virtually unstoppable, reigning supreme!
At that moment, Lynn's figure quietly emerged amid an endless grassland.
Beside him stood three unusual figures:
A maple tree shaped like a pendant,
A golden scale the size of a palm,
And a two-meter-tall green treant, radiating life.
Lynn closed his eyes, focusing his mind, following the maple tree's guidance, and using the Azure Sky Meditation Technique to establish a connection with Little Green.
Due to the contract binding of the golden scale, Lynn had no fear of being deceived by the maple tree.
Although this process would result in the "consumption" of Little Green, Lynn knew it was a necessary step.
This was a trade-off one that would allow his Yfgríd to evolve ahead of time, freeing up his vast mental resources and granting him a permanent wizardry sigil.
Thus, even though Little Green would be lost, what he gained was far greater it was a worthy exchange.
Besides, Little Green was not truly "gone" but would instead exist in another form, continuing to accompany him…
Whoosh!
At that moment, Lynn's Azure Sky Meditation Technique finally linked with both Yfgríd and Little Green.
In the next instant, Little Green's form began to tremble violently before transforming into a crystal-clear, translucent green liquid, dancing in the air like a spirit of nature.
The entire process was effortless, as if Little Green's existence had always been leading to this very moment of refinement!
The green liquid slowly drifted toward Lynn's forehead, and the moment it made contact, it transitioned from tangible matter to ethereal essence, ultimately fusing into his spiritual domain.
Lynn's spiritual power had already reached an astonishing 30 points.
At the center of his spiritual domain, Yfgríd stood tall and imposing, greedily consuming 80% of his total mental resources.
Now, as the green liquid poured in, Yfgríd's presence began to shift drastically.
Originally, it had taken the form of a tender, vibrant Life Seed, but now… it grew even fuller, more complete…
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