Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2921: 593: Seven Calamities Ancient Clan! The Master’s Return!

Soon enough, the assortment of materials morphed into a vibrant torrent, drawn into the Seven Disasters Pearl as though by a colossal whale devouring the vast ocean, rendering the pearl far more radiant and pulsing with surges of sacred radiance.

Several days afterward, the heavenly tribulation at last faded away entirely, and the formerly unaltered Seven Disasters Pearl had evolved, now casting forth a shadowy silhouette standing seven inches tall.

The figure's features showed a faint likeness to Levi, its eyes fixed on him with inquisitive stares, forging a deep link of shared awareness between Levi and the pearl.

"Ma... Master."

An pure-minded notion transmitted from the depths of the Seven Disasters Pearl.

"Has it truly evolved into a sentient entity?"

Levi's eyes flickered ever so slightly.

With a simple gesture, the seven-inch silhouette darted forward and settled onto his hand.

"Master."

"What is your name?"

"What is a name?"

Like an infant just born into the world, it brimmed with ignorance of every idea. Solely via the tie of the primordial soul did it recognize Levi as its master, their minds intertwined in harmony.

"From this moment, you'll be known as Qibao."

"Okay, Qibao... Master, I'm hungry."

"What do you wish to consume?"

"The items you provided me earlier."

"Ah, understood."

Levi produced a hefty stack of worthless beginner-level resources, and Qibao drifted closer, inhaled tentatively, sampled a fragment, then began gobbling them up with evident delight.

Once finished, Levi sensed its presence grow faintly from the early phase of level 9, the shift so subtle it might escape notice, likely owing to the inferior quality of those resources.

He swapped them out for superior ones next, all resources at level 6 or higher. Qibao's gaze sparkled, and this round it feasted with greater enthusiasm, its energy climbing steadily.

Within mere days, it progressed from the early stage of level 9 to the middle stage, then halted, compelling Levi to offer up invaluable level 9 resources.

"Wow, this is perfect, Master!"

In a whirlwind of consumption, Qibao's energy swelled dramatically, and in the end, upon hitting the pinnacle of level 9, it patted its plump form and reclined in the emptiness.

"I'm stuffed, Qibao is stuffed."

By now, it had ascended to a pinnacle level 9 treasure.

Via the primordial soul treasure refining technique, Levi understood that further breakthroughs demanded devouring a Divine Artifact, while his own primordial soul needed to attain legendary heights.

"Such an extraordinary arcane art, this represents revolutionary discovery!"

Excitement surged through Levi.

Thus, every primordial soul wizard could, beyond linking to a Soul Artifact, also attach to a unique treasure, allowing the Soul Artifact's caliber to be forged and elevated repeatedly.

The unique treasure, after gaining spiritual awareness, might ingest rare resources to bolster itself—a straightforward yet brute-force approach, though staggeringly expensive. Few could sustain nurturing such a voracious monster, which had already gulped down resources worth trillions of Aether Stones.

Naturally, should one forgo a supremely potent unique treasure, the expense wouldn't prove so crippling.

He uploaded the primordial soul treasure refining technique to the congress's archive for access charges, spreading it wide. Before long, primordial soul treasure refining would sweep through as the new vogue.

...

Three months onward.

Within the Nightmare World.

In the Swallowing Sky Domain, amid the modest Flesh Mountain Realm.

A massive bulk, resembling a mound of blubber, thrashed ferociously across the barren lands, belching out dazzling white fire. Its foe was a seven-inch form radiating seven hues.

"Seven Disasters Domain!"

As the multicolored domain unfurled to blanket ten thousand miles around, seven apocalyptic calamities materialized like grinding wheels from nowhere, tormenting the Meat Mountain Overlord with agonized cries. Soon after, this mid-level 9 mighty being perished inside.

All that lingered was a heap of lard and a Nightmare Crystal.

Levi gathered the battlefield gains, his face alight with satisfaction.

"Incredibly mighty! Qibao's might, below the tenth level, stands virtually unrivaled, nearly equivalent to half a level 10. Every scrap of level 9 resource I gave you was well spent."

Qibao reverted to its pearl shape, slipping back into Levi's consciousness.

"Master, that foe was far too feeble earlier."

"I know, I'll find you a tougher one shortly."

The potency of the Seven Disasters proves immensely valuable.

Exiting the Swallowing Sky Domain, Levi ventured into the Lost Domain.

As days turned into weeks, three presences arrived one by one, each a Nightmare Overlord long subjugated by Levi, the Black Emperor.

"Share the details you possess,"

Levi shut his eyes, absorbing their accounts.

The Pain Dominator, formerly loyal to the Rotten Sovereign, reported:

"Master, following that initial loss, the Lost Monarch called upon its alliances, beginning to muster forces throughout the Nightmare World. It's also performing a massive sacrificial ceremony alongside various elite monarchs to rouse the dormant Supreme Will."

Levi's forehead creased faintly, "Rouse the Supreme Will?"

"Indeed, the Supreme Will of the Nightmare World has slumbered for ages, and only it can unite those scheming monarchs who otherwise ignore one another. Absent its command, amassing sufficient armies would span centuries, perhaps millennia."

"Doesn't the Nightmare World possess a Level 11 manifestation, akin to the Supreme Will?"

"Correct, called the ’Lord of Fear’... From what I recall, a hundred thousand years back, amid the clash between Nightmare and the astral realm, it clashed fiercely with the Father of All Gods and the Mother of All Gods, suffering a vital wound, and withdrew into the Supreme Will's form to recover."

"How many level 10s does the Lost Monarch intend to call forth?"

"I have no knowledge."

"Approximately when might it conclude?"

"Impossible to say, drawing from past events, as brief as a century, as extended as three to five centuries. The more time spent readying, the greater the number of level 10s deployed.

In the Ancient Era, our longest preparation lasted a millennium, sparking a war with 300 Nightmare Monarchs and the grandest strife ever against the astral realm, claiming over 80 Monarch titans and toppling more than a hundred Gods from their thrones."

"I understand, any leads on the Twilight Demon?"