Ashe sighed. "Looks like we still can't make it to the third layer of the Virtual World for now." 

This was to be expected. If there were a simple, straightforward way for sorcerers to smuggle themselves upward, the skies above the Continent of Time would not occasionally echo with the screams of those torn apart by Knowledge Creatures. Perhaps many sorcerers were aware of the Golden Seven-Sorcerer and the White Ox Hypotheses, but both were far too difficult to achieve. Left with no other choice, they could only fly blindly into the heavens, praying to grasp that elusive RainbowTail.

Gold Rank sorcerers were among the most unwilling to accept their fate.

They were more talented than Silver Rank sorcerers, and in the mortal realm, they were already top-tier figures in leadership. Some had even witnessed the overwhelming brilliance of Sacred Realm sorcerers. Society called them geniuses, and they had come to believe it...