"Conversing with a wise elder like you is truly a relaxing and enjoyable experience."
Ronan thought for a mont and said, "After you took away from the Spirit Space, you showed the scenes occurring within it..."
"You want to help you monitor those two Level 4 Wizards?"
Alazan’s tone slightly elevated, sounding sowhat surprised and annoyed.
"You can do it, can’t you?"
Alazan fell silent once more.
In the Consciousness Space, the glow of the Spiritual Power Crystal gently radiated, the golden beetle remained motionless, as if asleep.
Who knows how long it passed, but Alazan’s voice rang out.
"Boy, you should be most aware of my current soul state, I’m helping you..."
"I know."
Ronan calmly interrupted Alazan, saying, "In fact, I’ve been preparing all along, waiting for you to propose so not-so-excessive requests at an appropriate ti."
"Hoo—"
Ronan heard Alazan’s exhaling sound.
He closed his eyes, yet clearly saw a beautiful golden beetle crawl out from his forehead, then quietly rged into the Void.
"Actually, I didn’t intend to establish the basis for our future relationship in this way..."
The golden beetle left, and Alazan’s voice seed sowhat distant, carrying a faint sigh.
"But as you said, this is no longer the era I once knew..."
"In fact, you don’t need to value the so-called inheritance in your hands so much; having obtained the ’Spirit Heart Amber’, you already stand above most Wizards in this world. Moreover, I have many similar inheritances..."
Ronan listened to Alazan’s rambling voice like a lonely old man, without making any response.
Finally, at a mont, so blurry images erged in his mind.
Ronan’s spirit stirred slightly, he saw in an image that an Elental Magic Ring Wizard nad Cooper was sitting on a high-backed chair, playing with a blue Crystal Ball while quietly perusing a Wizard Book in hand.
Ronan’s spirit moved, his spiritual power quickly released, and when his spiritual power again touched the protective Rune Formation outside the garden, Cooper in the image instantly seed to sense sothing, shifting his gaze from the Wizard Book to the Crystal Ball.
He squinted, staring at the suddenly glowing Crystal Ball for a long ti, until Ronan withdrew his spiritual power, he calmly set down the Crystal Ball in hand.
Ronan’s eyes flickered briefly, turning his gaze to another image.
This image depicted another Elental Magic Ring Fire Wizard, Lumian, who at this mont was standing before a huge transparent crystal tank, focused on the mating and reproduction process of several red crystal-shelled beetles inside the tank...
In just a few breaths’ ti, the images before Ronan vanished.
Then Alazan’s voice sounded.
"I cannot help you keep an eye on them both for a prolonged period, I can only ensure to alert you when they make any move..."
"That’s already enough."
Ronan nodded and softly said, "Thank you."
Alazan did not respond further; Ronan noticed a part of his soul power being slowly absorbed away.
Knowing that Alazan’s monitoring required energy replenishnt, he chose to ignore it.
In the Spirit Space, Ronan, for the trial of Ewaqu, "burned" about ten years of his soul longevity.
However, this portion of soul longevity was completely replenished after he finished practicing once with the ’Spirit Heart Amber’.
The increase in soul concentration, longevity was just one of the incidental benefits; if Ronan continued practicing the ’Spirit Heart Amber’, it could be foreseen that his lifespan would far exceed that of the average Wizard.
This is also a major reason why Alazan could beco the longest-lived Witch Leader in the Hall of Spirits.
With Alazan watching over, Ronan felt considerably reassured.
What he needed to consider next was, if sothing detrintal to him indeed occurred...
How could he quickly escape from this seemingly exquisite "cage".
Ronan cald his mind, contemplating while entering into the practice of the [Ancient Star ditation Technique].
......
Ronan stood on the balcony of the second floor of the garden villa, beyond the energy protective shield dozens of ters away, thunder cascaded like waterfalls, fierce winds swept up sand dust like ancient demons escaping their seals, tearing through everything between heaven and earth.
Thick black clouds completely obscured the sky, lightning snaked through the cloud layers like silver serpents, tornadoes of various sizes ravaged the land, Ronan saw an imnsely large, Deep blue vortex resembling the Eye of the Vaulted Sky, in which purple lightning ford giant birds and dragons, roaring and bellowing...
The Silver Falcon airship navigated through this apocalyptic scene, braving countless bolts of lightning and storms, soaring forward like a seabird through clouds.
Though protected by the rune array, the maids residing inside the house still curled up in various corners, shivering in fear.
Fear of thunder and storms is the instinct of most creatures, even for Ronan, facing all this, there was also a subtle feeling of heart-pounding anxiety.
"That’s the entrance to the Storm Realm..."
Elegant and noble as a dignified Cooper approached from behind Ronan, pointed at the enormous, unrivaled deep blue vortex, which the "Silver Falcon" seed never to change in appearance no matter how long it flew towards, and gently said, "Don’t think we’re very close to it now, in reality, the distance is far beyond what you imagine...
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