Jiangzhou Management Bureau Headquarters.
Inside a secret chamber, Ian sat cross-legged and naked. He slowly opened his eyes, a blazing light flashing in their depths before vanishing.
'I trust you've all received my gift!'
The term "Morning Star Wizard" signifies one who lights the path for those who follow, but the very first to receive this gift are always the Wizard's own kin.
The feedback from a Morning Star Bloodline's ascension transcends all distance and space.
A great Wizard from ancient times established this as a fundamental law of the universe.
He stood, and as his body swayed slightly—CRACK!—a web of fine cracks appeared in the air around him.
He hadn't used any Rules or exerted any effort. The sheer Power of his physical form alone had rendered the space on Profound Yellow Star as fragile as paper.
A more intense sensation came from all directions—an omnipresent feeling of rejection, as if the entire world were whispering to him.
"Leave... leave this world..."
