If it were a spar against an opponent of the Same Tier, Lu Cang would be thrilled if that opponent were Izparut.
If Iz were only one level higher than him, Lu Cang would also feel boundless Battle Intent.
But the Izparut before him was unfathomable.
'Date of Death: 5 years, 32 days.'
'There are still 5 years left.'
'I remember the last time I checked Iz's lifespan, he had a full nine hundred years or so.'
'He mentioned Tier Nine Magic.'
'Could it be that the Iz of today has already stepped into the Level 9 Realm...'
Lu Cang switched his vision, looking directly at the Izparut before him.
What he saw was a radiant, infinite Light!
What his `Divine Level·Lighthouse of All Laws` saw was no longer a blazing sun, but infinite Light. The number of spells he had mastered could no longer be measured in quantity.
His Magic was infinite, endless.
He was a Level 9 Mage.
Time froze.
