Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2851: 581: The Four Treasures of the Universe! Massive Gains!
Previously on Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method...
Thus, even a haughty figure like the Amethyst Saint showed utmost deference before this individual, staying quiet until he addressed the matter.
Compared to the Underworld, the Pan-Plane holds just the fifth position, utterly trivial.
"You can return now."
The Rotating Ancient Emperor stated calmly.
A shift appeared on the Amethyst Saint's face.
Within its hand materialized a pair of pale blue high heels, inscribed with arcane symbols that subtly depicted countless rivers flowing back to the ocean. In the midst of the surging tides, a azure silhouette, resembling the Water God, commanded the realm, reigning supreme over every body of water.
This ranks as the 23rd treasure on the Pan-Plane list—the Water Summoning Boots, crafted by Emperor Wan Chuan, a late-stage level-10 powerhouse from the Ancient Age. They grant control over a world's water channels and hold various kinds of Exotic Species Water, delivering powers that are hard to foresee.
Furthermore, donning these boots grants access to the "Water Net Path" and the "Star Realm Ruins Sea" within the void, enabling flight at multiples of the usual velocity. Beyond that, they permit transformation into the "Wanze Saint Body," a genuine immortal deity form.
Countless level-10 powerhouses yearn desperately for such an artifact.
Yet the sole demand from the Amethyst Saint remained:
A single chance at reincarnation and retraining!
The Underworld had already offered numerous such opportunities for reincarnation retraining, and the Kings of the Underworld could typically approve them, including myself.
After all, the Underworld reaps massive benefits from this!
"Put it away; it's truly impossible."
"Does this reflect Lord Nether Ancestor’s will?"
"Indeed."
Upon hearing those words, despair washed over the Amethyst Saint, who hesitated to wield the Water Summoning Boots personally, yet even offering them as tribute was turned down.
Although designed as women's high-heeled battle boots, males could equip them as well.
It uttered no further words, quietly withdrawing to the Purple Crystal World.
Back in the temple, the Amethyst Saint roused itself, its countenance dark and brooding.
The Purple Crystal Seven Kings inquired worriedly:
"Saint, what was the outcome?"
It let out a heavy sigh and replied, "The Underworld won't cooperate."
"Saint, why not consider joining the astral world? Given your prowess, endless mighty gods from the Thousand Hills Countries would eagerly enlist you."
"Right, that option far surpasses allying with the Abyss or the Nightmare."
The Seven Kings proposed various plans and thoughts.
The Amethyst Saint dismissed them, then sat in solitude upon the throne, deep in reflection.
Teaming up with the astral world isn't out of the question. Despite slaying numerous Gods, there must be some who still desire my allegiance... The issue lies in reforming the Divine Body, which would forfeit the exceptional bodily strengths inherent to the Amethyst Race.
"Never mind, I'll hold off for now and observe developments with Nora, the Nightmare, and the Abyss. Should Nora crumble without direct assault, my prospects remain viable."
...
Land of Nora.
The Supreme Council released yet another crucial declaration:
[Lately, the Dusk Palace Master has eliminated the incarnation of the seventh Divine General from the Holy War Army Master inside the Pan-Plane, employing a level 9 physique to strike back against a near-divine entity! To date, beneath the God Race, the Dusk Palace Master has taken down half of the Blood Fire Eighteen Generals.
Through full consensus of the Supreme Council.
The Dusk Palace Master receives a special grant of 3 trillion Aether Stones, plus entry to 100,000 varieties of spells, potions, forging techniques, and array formations from the Ancient Dragon Continent's archives. On top of that, the Dusk Holy Temple gains 50,000 units of transcendent beings and 500 bloodline crystals rated above level 6.
The downfall of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans looms inevitably. The Nora Council reaffirms to all civilizations and foreign races under the Council of Ten Thousand Clans:
Individuals who promptly exit the council or provide key intelligence will earn suitable reductions in penalties moving forward.
Those achieving major contributions can pledge loyalty to the Nora Council and gain full pardon. The stubborn ones will face utter annihilation!]
This announcement sparked massive turmoil across Nora!
"What? He just took down a level 9 before—how is he now eliminating a level-10 incarnation? Only a few centuries have passed."
"The Holy War Army Master counts as a veteran level-10; isn't its incarnation on par with certain feeble Gods from the astral world? This implies the Dusk Palace Master now wields god-killing might!"
"Truly astonishing!"
"Absolutely frightening!"
"Continuing like this, the Holy War Army Master's very existence hangs in peril."
"Correct, the Plane Sovereign faces no reprieve."
"Fantastic! They acted all superior when targeting us earlier, but now panic grips them?"
"My companion fell to assassins from the Council of Ten Thousand Clans. At last, the Nora Council pursues justice—vengeance approaches!"
The report reached the Ancient Dragon Continent.
Members erupted in delight, reveling in festivities for three full days.
"The Hall Master proves unbeatable!"
"This embodies the essence of the Supernova King!"
"Enrollment at the Dusk Holy Temple will boom once more soon."
"Plus, these rewards are incredibly lavish—50,000 transcendent life forms will overflow the Giant Beast Paradise, forcing an expansion."
"500 bloodline crystals over level 6, heavens, a wave of level 6 knights is incoming."
This bounty stunned the entire group. A single piece among them could vastly bolster the Ancient Dragon Continent's reserves.
A month afterward.
The grand public ceremony for the awards.
Elena, Triss, the Blood Knight, and fellow senior figures from the Ancient Dragon Continent, standing for their groups, joyfully claimed the honors. Combined, these treasures surpassed ten trillion in value! Such is the true worth of felling a quasi-level-10 foe?
Supreme Council.
Numerous Legendary Wizards assembled, their faces beaming with happiness.
Edmund remarked:
"Right after the proclamation, plenty of former Council of Ten Thousand Clans affiliates came pleading for help... Still, most are shackled by the Covenant Sword; to fully settle this, we must eliminate the Amethyst Saint."
The Thousand Mountains Immortal commented:
"It's no easy task... This stems from deep-rooted historical troubles. If slaying it were simple, past sages would have succeeded long ago. The nearest attempt came from Councilman Roger, yet he ultimately failed."