Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2811: 574: Please, Baby, Kill! Battle the Level-10 Once More!

...

In the Nightmare World.

"Why is there still no sign of movement from the demon kin?"

Gathered around a circular table constructed of pulsing meat and bone, more than ten Nightmare Monarchs were in session. The Lost Monarch presided over the meeting, with the Devouring Sky Demon Lord serving as his second-in-command.

The Blood Sea Mosquito Lord, draped in crimson robes, remarked, "The Abyss clearly intends for us to strike first so they can linger in the back and reap the rewards."

"If that is the case, let us proceed immediately. We shall seize Nora at once and leave the Abyss with nothing. Our forces have remained dormant within the Nightmare World for far too long; we are currently at our zenith. Even if the Abyss attempts to move later, they will find no spoils left to take!" the Devouring Sky Demon Lord proclaimed.

It was consumed by a desire to invade Nora and force the Snake of the End, Edmund, the Master of the Dusk Palace, and the others to pay for their past actions.

While the Nightmare World frequently launched external incursions, they were never on the massive scale of the Abyss. Consequently, their collective military strength had not suffered any significant exhaustion.

Ultimately, the Lost Monarch issued his decree:

"Keep our legions stationed for the time being. Our current numbers are insufficient for a long-distance campaign against Nora. We must continue to rally the other Monarchs to ensure a triumphant invasion. We cannot afford to fail three times like the Abyss and become a global mockery. The Abyss is far more restless than we are; once they see our lack of movement, it won't be long before they act again."

The Ghost Alley Monarch, appearing as a strikingly handsome youth, spoke with a sinister edge:

"In that case, I shall begin by razing the Black Dragon Territory. That Dusk Palace Master is far too conceited, dared to slaughter my subordinates; he requires a stern lesson."

Even though he realized this was a futile gesture of mere venting, the Lost Monarch gave his consent anyway, saying indifferently:

"Proceed, but remain vigilant against potential ambushes."

...

Ancient Dragon Continent.

Levi hovered in the empty air, surveying the six battle groups below him.

Song of the Sirens, Iron Crocodile’s Teeth, Blood Vortex, Holy Fist, Nightmare Spear, and Endless Wind... After nearly two millennia, the Ancient Dragon Continent had finally established six specialized combat units across various dimensions.

Every group was commanded by several level 6 or even level 7 knights. Among the ranks, the Holy Fist group practiced the Saint Ape Breathing Technique, a style traced back to the bloodline of Emperor Mu’s progenitor—the Holy Giant Ape.

When forming these elite units, Levi did not prioritize high-tier breathing techniques, nor was he concerned with their long-term potential or growth ceilings. His sole focus was on rapid Cultivation advancement and practical combat proficiency.

Having finished another milestone that felt like completing a collection, Levi was in high spirits.

Following the military review, he promptly deployed these six battle groups into the Nightmare World to stand watch. They were tasked with harvesting resources before the enemy arrived, securing as much wealth as possible.

Suddenly.

A massive disturbance erupted from Gondor City.

Vast waves of Golden Stone Qi billowed forth. A silhouette emerged, bathed in a brilliant golden radiance with the glow of the sunset behind him. His black hair whipped in the wind as his white robes fluttered wildly.

With a casual clenching of his fist, Vic summoned a golden sword tower from the void. It shifted into an archaic longsword, Drawing together 101 flashes of golden sword light.

Faint voices of young children could be heard echoing from within the sword light.

"What is happening?"

"A breakthrough! The master has achieved a breakthrough!"

Levi beamed with a smile.

"Vic is the second person within the Energy Sect to reach level 8, following only the Holy Emperor. It is no surprise given his Innate Spirit Embryo potential."

Elsewhere.

Deep within Vic’s consciousness, a thread of exceptionally refined Golden Stone Qi took solid shape. It pulsed with spirituality as it circled the wizard tower.

As he breathed out, the Golden Stone Qi manifested as a sharp Golden Snake Long Sword. It pierced the sky and tore through the void, absorbing the ambient aura of the world. The blade traveled a thousand miles in an instant before circling back.

"The three realms of Shattering Void—Step Void, Crossing Void, and Returning Void. For the White Emperor Sword Sect, these correspond to the Shattered Invisible Sword Qi, the Invisible Sword Qi from a thousand miles, and the Universal Invisible Sword Qi... Beyond that lies the Taibai Invisible Sword Qi, a level the White Emperor’s Son glimpsed but never attained, comparable to a level 9 sword strike from a thousand miles away."

A beckoning force descended from the heavens, and Vic sensed it was the ancestral power of the Energy Sect. Offering no resistance, his physical form vanished.

...

High above the Nine Heavens.

The Seven-Colored Fairyland.

Amidst the soaring domes and palaces of jade, Vic finally stood before the founding ancestor of the Energy Sect. He saw an elderly bearman dressed in white robes, sitting cross-legged upon a cloud in a light slumber.

"Vic offers his respects to the Origin Holy Emperor."

"Sit, Vic."

The Holy Emperor gestured, and a soft white cloud drifted over to serve as a seat.

Once Vic was settled, he inquired:

"What instructions does the ancestor have for me?"

"I possess a treasure that I wish to grant you."

"And what price must this disciple pay for it?"

"There is no price. We belong to the Energy Sect, we are not wizards... In this world, why must everything have a cost? Hahaha!"

The old bearman made a beckoning motion. A streak of golden light shot down from the high clouds and settled in his hand, revealing itself to be a golden gourd.

"Is this the legendary Golden Stone Gourd of our Energy Sect?"

"Indeed. The treasure I am giving you is contained within."

"But this is the artifact that guards the destiny of the Energy Sect; your disciple cannot possibly accept such a thing."

"A mere object cannot guard destiny; I am the one who suppresses our destiny, not this tool. Out of boredom, I forged this Golden Stone Gourd into a Quasi Celestial Spirit Treasure... well, you can think of it as a level 9 rare treasure. I have crafted seven such artifacts to bestow upon the first level 8 cultivators of each branch of the Energy Sect."

"I thank the ancestor for this gift."

"Return now. The future of the Golden Stone Qi Sect rests on the shoulders of your generation. To utilize this treasure, you must learn the specific Energy Sect mantra for treasure mastery, which you will find inside the gourd."

"This disciple understands."

Vic tucked the gourd away, bowed once more, and departed. He had not anticipated that being the first to reach level 8 would yield such a magnificent reward.

The Origin Holy Emperor returned to his nap. He had used rare materials to refine those seven gourds into seven Quasi Celestial Spirit Treasures, which were: