Chapter 52: The Beginning of Great Chaos

  After Zi Wei was forced to reveal his true identity as the young master, Zi Dian and magic complemented each other, illuminating nearly half of the sky. Even under the sun, it was dazzling, with a purple hue that seemed to have endless power.

  Those two 2nd-class mages shouted in unison: "Descent of the Fire God, Explosion Magic - Boost!"

  A fireball rapidly grew in the hands of two people, instantly burning red the entire sky, and the scorching sun under that reflection seemed to have no light.

  "Go..."

  That huge fireball mixed with the power to burn everything

  Two people can only achieve the state of enhancement when they release the same skill at the same time, and it must be of the same attribute. In that state, the attack will stack several times, but the consumption of magical power is huge. Unless it's a desperate situation, no one chooses to use it this way.

  Zi Wei shouted loudly: Give me a break!

  Wind Blade, Sky Splitter.

  Descent of God - Despair of the Saint.

  Those hundreds of feet of wind blades directly occupied more than half the sky, and after being blessed by the power of the purple seal, their power increased greatly, rushing straight at that fireball.

  A beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating the purple willow standing in mid-air, holding a sword of light as if descending like a heavenly god. The shocking aura was intangibly emitted, making it impossible for people to look straight at it.

  The wind blade dispersed the fireball, and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not change the inevitable outcome.

  "Waizhan" ended their lives, and the bisected corpse was instantly incinerated by the remaining flames of that explosive technique, leaving not even a soul behind.

  Everyone was stunned, a person who had just entered for two days had already shattered that transcendent third-level magic, and it was so direct. Was it because he was a magical body? Was it because he said Eight Star Battle Soul Body?

  The onlookers were silently indignant in their hearts: Heaven is unfair! Why are two great bodies combined into one?

  Zi Wei's expressionless face watched as the two were engulfed in flames, but the war god's appearance had a pair of eyes that made people fear to see, like the eyes of the god of death, full of blood color, making people dare not look straight.

  "This is what happens when you go against me, did you know?"

  This overbearing voice filled the entire world, making it impossible for anyone to resist his majesty.

  Those two third-level mages were scared stiff, even forgetting to release their magic, completely unaware that they had two more levels than each other.

  Because that hundred-meter wind blade really scared them silly.

  Zi Wei said: The descent of God - destruction...

  No... Professor, save us! Those two are screaming miserably.

  I see who dares to come forward. Ziwei's words, filled with an aura of invincibility, instantly stunned all the instructors who were about to step forward, leaving them hesitant and indecisive.

  Go die, no one will save you.

  Purple flowers filled the sky, transforming into flying swords that seemed to be able to tear through the void, slashing towards the two people.

  You little rascal, I won't let you get away with this...

  With a wave of his hand, all the purple flowers were gathered in his palm.

  Unfilial descendants, I'll deal with you later.

  The newcomer was Dugu Wuhen, Ziwei's maternal grandfather.

  Dugu Wuhen arranged for those two people to be taken care of and then disappeared from everyone's sight with Ziwei.

  Zi Wei only felt that everything she had was like a stone sinking into the ocean, with no feeling at all, and after being surrounded by Dugu Wuhen, there was no chance to resist.

  The Floating Palace is the political core of Dugu City and the residence of the Dugu family.

  The back hall of Piaoyu Palace, Dugu Wuhen and Ziwie were there. There was also another one, Ziling.

  "Why must you reveal your true identity?" Du Gu Wu Hen rebuked angrily.

  For myself, for the brothers who share life and death with me. I am willing to show my true self.

  Your reason is truly absurd and utterly reasonable. Do you know what your identity is? Do you know what your mission is? Do you know what you are supposed to do?

  Growing up to inherit the position of City Master and bring blessings to the people of Tianxing. Ziwei's face was expressionless as he spoke.

  "This is too small, if it's just a city lord position. Will we do this? I've already made your young master position clear. What you want to do yourself, take a look at it yourself."

  Dugu Wuhen waved his hand and a light screen appeared in front of Ziwie, with shocking scenes floating before his eyes.

  One of the three major forbidden lands in Zhurong City, the Youming Valley is said to be where the corpse of a god is buried. The sky is filled with black air that wanders aimlessly, and the stench is so bad that people dare not approach. Ordinary people who touch it will definitely die, to the point where even birds do not dare to fly over it. However, the quiet Youming Valley suddenly erupted into an outbreak of corpse plague just recently.

  Those thousands of corpses crawled out from the Valley of Hades, attacking ordinary civilians, and the mournful cries shook heaven and earth, to the point where almost no one was left in that country.

  City of Death, the site where the main castle of the Ye family was located in those years. After the ancient war, it became a forbidden land. Legend has it that after the Ye family was destroyed by the ancient gods, they left behind a curse. The curse is that anyone who enters the city and comes out will die within seven steps.

  Many people don't believe this fact and want to try it out, but no one can walk out of the moat surrounding that city of death.

  So a poem has been passed down from ancient times. —The Death City Legend Today, the terror of seven steps remains unchanged.

  But that city of death, as long as you don't provoke it, it never takes the initiative to attack people. So, after a long time, villages and households appeared there. However, recently, a terrifying sound has been echoing every night, making people's hair stand on end and their hearts tremble with fear. It sounds like the roar of the Demon King, causing all the surrounding villagers to flee, and the city of Zhu Rong also sent troops and special personnel to garrison it.

  Desolate land... The place where the first lord of the legendary Yelü City fell, where there is the most vicious curse in the world. However, many people are still recklessly rushing to that absolute land, because when the city lord fell back then, several personal weapons were on his body, all of which were extraordinary treasures. Of course, someone would be jealous.

  Among them, there are also many people who have obtained rare treasures from there, making them even more frantic.

  But recently, there have been frequent explosions in that place, causing those who originally wanted to risk their lives to search for treasure to stop in their tracks and watch.

  Do you know why the Zhu Rong family is targeting you? The city lord's trial by fire wouldn't be like this, and sometimes they would even offer protection.

  Is it just because of the Eight Star Warrior Soul?

  Dugu Wuhen nodded: Yes, the strength of the Eight Star Battle Soul back then was really too terrifying. Even if it wasn't born in any era, but from all the records in history books, I feel hot-blooded and excited. It was an invincible era, yet also a fighting-filled era.

  Gods and demons dance wildly, the war of gods, immortals flying outside the sky. Until the final fall of the gods... Everything is so real.

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