Chapter 1142

Chapter 1119 The 1,500-Year-Old Problem Solved!!

Ten years after the tribulation lightning descended upon the world, its target now extended to all elven professionals between levels 5 and 16. For ten long years, countless elves had perished under its power. These elves all viewed Locke as the greatest villain in the world, hating him for treating all elves as mere playthings.

Locke, using the immense magic Tree of Prosperity, unified all things under the Tree and the Rain Witch, simultaneously manipulating the flow and distribution of spiritual energy. He then forcibly created a fabricated cycle of life and death within the world. Without this cycle, the elves of this world should have only died, not been born.

However, because Locke used two immense magics to replace the cycle of life and death, establishing a local cycle within the world, the elves of the Creation Lotus World could be reborn within their own territory. Therefore, new elves were born in this world only after ten years. But because Locke had diverted most of their attention, these elves didn’t notice that no newborns had appeared in the entire world for ten years.

At this moment, the hatred of the entire world was focused entirely on Locke.

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boredom. While fighting amongst themselves, the elves also tried to find the greatest villain in history, but they all failed.

Therefore, these elves were all uneasy. For a time, many elves who still wanted to survive began to try to find a way to break the spell. They gradually discovered that as long as they could increase their strength to a certain level at each level, even the terrifying tribulation of the great villain could not kill them.

In an instant, the elves who survived the tribulation became great heroes. They gained supreme fame and were able to travel throughout the world, enjoying power, women, and all the good things in this world.

Inside a tavern, a level 7 earth warrior, after flirting with an elven prostitute, chuckled to his friends, “I don’t think that big villain is so powerful. I’ve already passed the level 5 and 6 lightning tribulations. My secret is using the lava from volcanic eruptions to temper my body. I’ve forged my body to perfection, so the lightning tribulation can’t touch me. If you want to learn—”

His eyes darted around. “I noticed your two previous girlfriends were quite pretty,”

the two level 5 earth warriors said, fearing the imminent arrival of the lightning tribulation, and immediately offered him their girlfriends.

The level 7 earth warrior was extremely satisfied.

Above the heavens, Locke, Macedon, and Edgar wrote their respective theories on evolution, treantology, and water magic into various magic books, intending to scatter them throughout the world so that ambitious elves could learn them. However, over the past ten years, the elves who obtained these magic books all regarded them as outdated and backward, choosing instead to seek out newer, more powerful, and rapidly advancing methods, regarding the arcane magic of the three as the Grand Wizards of the Moon as worthless weeds and rubble.

In the celestial realm, the Macedonian witch, pale-faced, spoke to Locke: “Over the years, I taught the elves the art of rainmaking, but they used it to create droughts, destroy others’ fields, and divert others’ rainwater to their own. You taught them how to cultivate magical plants and evolve them, but they used it to plant contentious trees like walnut trees next to others’ fields, sabotaging their harvests. Edgar taught them the magic to nurture the forests, but the people of this world mistakenly believed it to be a method for cultivating demonic trees, using it to cultivate weapons of war.” “

Locke, the water in the Milky Way is running low. My magical pressure is dwindling immensely.”

“But I sense the apocalyptic aura of the Creation Lotus World increasing daily.”

“The aura of doomsday is increasing at an ever-accelerating pace. Ultimately, our supernatural powers are no match for karma—”

Edgar said. “I devised a method to examine the existing levels of substance within a world. Although our magical abilities cannot directly observe substance, my ‘Returning Things to the Tree’ method can roughly estimate the current level of substance in the Genesis Lotus World by converting the quality of existing spiritual energy through a formula. My assessment is that our governance over these thousand years has been quite ineffective; for the past ten years, the level of substance in the entire world has been steadily declining.”

The Macedonian witch said, “Well done, Edgar. So that means that after ten years of governance, those elves are still exchanging substance for form.”

“Gaining form by lowering their own substance.”

“Locke, is your plan really feasible? We seem to be merely delaying the arrival of doomsday.”

“If that’s the case, it would be better to bring about doomsday sooner rather than later,”

Edgar said. “Macedonian witch, you must trust Locke.”

The wizard Ramses remained silent.

The wizarding audience in the Rainswamp quietly awaited the outcome. They saw that after Locke and his companions had governed the Creation Lotus World for thirteen years, it had not only failed to improve but had instead become increasingly worse.

Many Moon Ring and Star Ring wizards were exchanging thoughts and sighing. “This creation problem is just too difficult. We have to face both the apocalypse and the Void Swarm. It seems this method won’t work.”

“The people of that world are all reincarnated inferior souls. These people are scum wherever they go, unwanted things wherever they go. They’re beyond saving. They don’t pursue truth, they’re ignorant and foolish, useless in any world in the endless void. These people are like that world falling into apocalypse, a pile of useless things. No wonder Locke Augustine’s method didn’t work; it was indeed too idealistic.”

“Yes, but the attack power of that lightning tribulation was truly formidable. The three’s ultimate magic could be combined like that.”

A Sun Ring wizard said, “Normally, emperors cannot coexist. But a pseudo-forged being of the Universal Truth level can forcibly rule over two emperors.”

“It seems this competition is about to end.”

“The contestants have all performed exceptionally well.”

In the world of Genesis Lotus, Locke said to the Macedonian witch, “Macedon, don’t doubt me so quickly. We’ve only been officially ruling for ten years. Wait a little longer, don’t be impatient.”

“We need to persevere a little longer.”

The Macedonian witch raised an eyebrow. “It’s not that I’m impatient. It’s just that the longer it drags on, the less we can hold on.

The aura of doomsday grows ever stronger.”

—Thirty

years after the tribulation of lightning descended, on the land of Genesis Lotus, even level 20 professionals had to face the tribulation of lightning. The elves all knew that there was an incredibly evil villain in this world who wanted to kill all the elves in the world, and not all at once, but slowly strike them to death one by one with lightning from the sky.

To survive, these elves began searching for loopholes in the tribulation lightning. They established a system of master-disciple instruction, and generation after generation of elves perished under its power. Thus, all the world’s hatred was directed at Locke Augustine. To pass on their experience to the next generation and help them overcome the tribulation, these elves began proactively sharing their knowledge with their descendants before death, no longer keeping secrets.

Previously, elves only needed to defeat others and stand above them; now, they had higher requirements: they must overcome the tribulation lightning!

Generation after generation of elves began striving to conquer it.

One day, a level 15 elven thief stole a Star Ring Ganoderma and a supreme breathing technique from a certain school in a forest. As he prepared to leave with the Ganoderma, he stood on a branch and laughed at his pursuers, “Treasures of the world belong to those with the ability. Today, you cannot protect your school’s treasures, so offer them to me!”

However, the next moment, the tribulation lightning appeared, bolts of lightning falling like streaks of light. The elven thief quickly died under its power.

Above the heavens, Locke, the Macedonian witch, Edgar, and Ramses were all showing signs of the five signs of decay. Their magical pressure was decreasing, their lunar prominences were being tainted, and their light was dimming.

Edgar, unable to contain himself any longer, said to Locke, “Locke, we’ve reached our limit. We’ve exhausted ourselves maintaining this facade of prosperity, but even with the large amount of fake potions you’ve mixed into the spiritual energy, we can’t sustain this false prosperity any longer.”

The Macedonian witch said, “We must have a wizard sacrifice himself, converting the immense magical pressure of his great magic into spiritual energy to continue this prosperity. If you still want to continue our plan?”

The three fell silent. Ramses, who had been hitchhiking, grew fearful. Of the four wizards, he seemed the most useless; the other three were crucial parts of the plan and couldn’t be easily touched, while he appeared to be merely a bystander.

Therefore, Ramses swallowed hard, fearing that the other three would ask him to contribute by converting the immense magical pressure within his spell into spiritual energy.

Seeing the silence fall, Ramses swallowed again, because he figured that even if he didn’t bring it up, the other three would, so he might as well offer it himself and make the sacrifice.

However, Edgar scoffed when he saw Ramses raise his hand.

“Ramesses, what’s the point of your sacrifice? Your ultimate magic is too ordinary, barely managing to forge something on your own. It’s a mediocre forging, not the best. The spiritual energy you convert from your ultimate magic is useless.”

Edgar looked at Locke and said, “Locke, let me do it. Your ultimate magic can control mine, so even if all my magical pressure is converted into spiritual energy and I die, you can still use the mirror image of the Tree of Prosperity to retain some of my ultimate magic, and we can still maintain our tribulation.”

Hearing this, Ramses breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t expected that being a slightly weaker freeloader wouldn’t be a disadvantage, but when it came to “making contributions,” no one thought of him.

Locke said to Edgar, “Edgar, in that case, you will die, and the Creation Problem is unpredictable. I can’t even guarantee whether you can be resurrected, or even if you can be resurrected normally.”

“I can add more Name Potion to dilute the spiritual energy again. This should buy us another thirty years.”

The Macedonian witch frowned but said nothing.

Edgar then said to Locke, “Don’t add any more counterfeit medicine, Locke. If the spiritual energy continues to dilute, the entire world will be in trouble. The spiritual energy has already been diluted to its limit. Locke, my mind is made up. I was disappointed in the world in the Blackwater World, but you asked me to believe in the world again, so I will take the gamble once more. There is one more question. If the existing elves in the Creation Lotus World are guilty, are we, the high and mighty Moon Ring Archmages, innocent?”

Locke and Macedon immediately looked at him.

Ramses asked, puzzled, “What crime have we committed?”

Edgar replied, “Incompetence is a sin. As four Grand Wizards of the Moon Ring, our inability to solve the world’s problems is our original sin. All people are guilty and need divine tribulation to cleanse them; we are guilty, but what can cleanse us? If divine tribulation cannot punish us, then it is ultimately incomplete, and Locke’s fake forge, Little Leather, is merely a facade.”

“I feel this tribulation contains the highest wisdom of the three of us, and I am very satisfied with it,”

Edgar said, voluntarily handing over supreme control of the Tree of All Things to Locke.

The Macedonian witch nodded in agreement; putting everything else aside, she was indeed very satisfied with this tribulation.

Its ingenuity was remarkable and admirable.

Edgar declared, “Today I will ensure the tribulation of the ruling force is complete. A tribulation that cannot punish itself is not complete.”

He then walked towards the thundercloud symbolizing the heavenly tribulation. Within the thundercloud, lightning flashed. Edgar looked at the thundercloud and bowed, saying, “Heaven is my witness, I, Edgar David, representing the four great wizards of the Moon Ring, am willing to bear the sins of the four with my own body. I beg the tribulation

of the force to punish our sins of incompetence!” He then unleashed the “All Sins Return to One” spell on Locke, the Macedonian witch, and Ramses, drawing all their sins toward himself through the union of spiritual energy.

Edgar looked up at the tribulation lightning formed by the combined power of the three great spells. Bolts of lightning appeared above his head, and Edgar laughed. Five spell models appeared in his hands, which he cast into the tribulation lightning. These five models could form a combined spell, [Myriad Transformations Return to Calamity].

Immediately, a bolt of lightning struck his head, shattering his permanent defensive field. Edgar opened his arms.

“Today I will complete our combined great spell: Tribulation Lightning. Only then can this tribulation descend upon the heads of the Moon Ring Archmages. Only such a tribulation is a true tribulation, capable of bringing calamity upon a world.” Bolts of lightning

struck down.

The Macedonian witch turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Ramses

was stunned. He carefully considered the situation and realized that if the tribulation lightning capable of ruling a world couldn’t descend upon them, the Moon Ring Archmages, it would indeed cause the spell model structure to become unclosed. But Edgar didn’t need to risk his life like this.

He was willing to sacrifice himself to atone for his cause, using his death to complete the tribulation.

Locke looked at Edgar, who was being struck by lightning and had his skin torn open, and said, word by word, “If the problem of creation cannot be solved, time will rewind, but it will not repair the damage we sustained in the process or the contamination of our great magic by the apocalyptic aura. If you die here, even if you are resurrected, it will be difficult to maintain your condition, and you may return to the second circle. If the problem of creation is solved, legend has it that there will be magic left behind by a fourth-circle truth wizard that can heal all our injuries. You and I will both recover. Edgar, I promise you, I will definitely solve this problem of creation!”

A bolt of lightning struck towards Edgar’s brow. Edgar switched spells one after another, but the Ancient Tree of Life was useless, the Ancient Tree of War was useless, and the Ancient Tree of the Hippogriff was still useless. He could only say that this combined great magic: Tribulation of Lightning was too powerful, combining the strengths of the three of them, and this combined great magic was even superior to the three of them.

As a lightning spear pierced through his brow, Edgar did not turn around, but only gave Locke a thumbs up behind him.

Then, the lightning spear exploded, and in an instant, his soul, his eternal defensive force field shell, everything shattered, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

But under the lightning tribulation, this cloud of blood mist transformed into pure demonic pressure. Then, this demonic pressure was captured by the spell model he had left behind beforehand, [Myriad Transformations Return to Calamity], and forcibly transformed into spiritual energy, replenishing the spiritual energy flow of this world.

Blood rain fell between heaven and earth, and the three realms wept. Where the rain fell, kapok trees with these bright red flowers grew.

The Emperor fell, and heaven and earth were moved, thus these kapok trees were born, their bright red leaves seeming to be the blood flowing from Edgar’s body.

The elves of the Creation Lotus World were terrified when they saw the blood rain between heaven and earth. These elves came out of their wooden houses and villages, stood in the open ground looking at the blood rain in the sky, and began to discuss among themselves.

“What tricks is this evil man up to now? Could this blood rain be the blood of those he killed?”

“Is this blood rain poisonous? Is this evil man trying to poison us?”

Some wicked individuals seemed to sense their doom. They felt a force trying to lift their physical forms upwards, and their hearts burned with rage. Their physical forms wanted to descend, but someone was determined to lift them upwards! They had given up on themselves, but others wouldn’t abandon them.

These individuals were consumed by immense anger, and they began spreading rumors: “This is the evil man from heaven using this evil water to destroy our fertile fields! The land will be barren from now on, we must hurry and seize the food!”

Thus, another battle erupted in the world of the Creation Lotus. These wicked individuals, seeing people return to a life of mutual slaughter, like dogs preying on each other, instead of studying magic and improving their power, all wore expressions of satisfaction.

Soon, these wicked people began accusing some of the elven hermits who hadn’t gone to steal the grain of being disciples of the great villain. A group of elves then cruelly killed those hermits, placing their bodies on a wooden frame facing the sky, as if this were a provocation against the villain.

Seeing these people’s provocation of Locke, Ramses was furious. He was almost speechless, and said to Locke in the heavens, “How can there be such people who can’t distinguish right from wrong in this world?”

“Are they insane? Edgar sacrificed his life to obtain a large amount of spiritual energy, and the next moment, they’re killing each other because of the blood rain caused by Edgar’s death, wasting spiritual energy and life force. I’m so angry! The key is that if I kill them, the hard-won spiritual energy will decrease again.”

Ramses was practically going mad. He looked at the expressionless Locke and Macedon.

“How can you two bear it? Seeing these people wasting their life force like this, aren’t you even a little bit affected? Working with this group means watching them slowly destroy the great situation we’ve built up; it’s too frustrating.”

Locke nodded and said to Ramses, “Edgar anticipated this situation before making his sacrifice.

“

“This is normal attrition. Continue.”

The Macedonian witch said, “I knew they were like this all along. In my eyes, they are a bunch of monsters. Whatever they do, I feel—”

The Macedonian witch curled her lips and brushed her hair aside, “It’s normal. I’ve said it before, I only trust Locke. I’ve never had faith in them, so naturally I won’t be hurt like you. No one is heartbroken because of something they’ve never believed in.” Sixty years after

the tribulation of lightning descended upon the world, Locke, the Macedonian witch, and Ramses were increasingly showing signs of decay, and their lunar prominences and star rings had lost all their luster.

At this moment, Locke and the Macedonian witch recalculated the substantial level of all beings in this world using the method Edgar had previously discovered. The result made them sigh, because over the past sixty years, the substantial level of these beings had decreased significantly.

Locke and the Macedonian witch exchanged a glance, speechless. At this point, they could only continue to persevere!

In the audience stands of the Rain Marsh, Jinx and Ava, seeing Locke in such a disheveled state, practically covered in dirt, wore expressions of joy and pride.

This was exactly what they had dreamed of.

They never imagined that Locke Augustine would face such a situation.

The Sea Queen Throne, the Red Dragon Throne, and many wizards were moved by the perseverance of Locke and the Macedonian witch.

In the World of Creation Lotus, seventy years had passed since the tribulation of lightning descended, and the population was dwindling. The elves still actively built academies, hoping to pass on their experience. They were gradually able to overcome tribulations below level 10, but tribulations above level 10 were still certain death for them.

Even when academies are established, the practice of plagiarizing others’ work and passing off inferior products as superior ones persists. Difficult problems are ignored, and everyone rushes to tackle the easy ones

because they are the easiest to produce results from.

Eighty years after the tribulation, Ramses was beginning to falter. He could no longer maintain his body with magic, and he transformed into a dragon. Initially, Ramses could speak as a dragon, but later he lost his ability to speak and could only use his massive dragon body to travel between heaven and earth, creating favorable conditions for the Macedonian witch and Locke.

The Macedonian witch’s eyes were now wavering; she had countless times doubted whether this plan was foolish, and she began to look at Locke with suspicion several times.

On this day, she and Locke sat together, recalculating the substantial weight of this world. After obtaining the result, the Macedonian witch sighed; the substantial levels of this world had become even worse.

The Macedonian witch finally couldn’t help but speak to Locke, “Rameses can no longer speak. It’s time for us to consider whether to retreat. Edgar’s sacrifice was indeed tragic, but he was an adult and should be responsible for his decisions.

Locke, our plan has failed. At this point, we can leave. We are all already past our prime.

Retreating now might reduce some of the damage to our powerful magic.”

Locke was silent for a moment, then looked at the Macedonian witch and said, “Then you should leave.”

“If it were you, you should have a way to forcibly leave this world.”

The Macedonian witch narrowed her eyes at Locke, now appearing old and frail, while Locke’s hair was also white.

The Macedonian witch sneered, “Are you looking down on me? Back then, I challenged you to a duel, to see who was better. Now that I’m leaving, it means I’ve lost. Very well, let’s continue.”

Locke didn’t speak, but instead adjusted the spell model, maximizing the intensity of the level 20 lightning tribulation.

At this moment, on the viewing platform, the witch Jinx and the witch Ava were exchanging words.

“It seems they’re going to suffer a huge loss this time. With such a magical backlash, it’ll be difficult enough for them to even maintain their Star Ring Wizard status after emerging. I estimate their magic pressure will drop to around 20,000, and the financial loss will reach about 200 million magic stones.”

“That’s a considerable loss,”

Captain Ava laughed smugly. “I feel so good seeing them helpless. It’s like they’re constantly pouring water into the desert—what a bunch of fools! How can vegetation grow in a desert? I wish their magic pressure would drop completely.” “I

hope they lose a billion magic stones!”

Ava thought bitterly, remembering her shattered promotion dream.

The wizarding audience present sighed, silent for the sacrifices of Locke, the Macedonian witch, Ramses, and Edgar.

Although their efforts ended in failure, their perseverance and unconventional thinking were admirable.

On the judges’ panel, the Red Dragon Witch watched the third-ring wizards packing up their belongings. She narrowed her eyes at the illusion screen displaying the competition. At the same time, the Sea Queen tapped her armrest with her pipe and shouted to the third-ring wizards, “Gentlemen, the competition isn’t over yet! Why are you getting up to have your students pack up?”

The third-ring judges were dumbfounded. Seeing that it was the Sea Queen, a Throne-level potion master, who spoke, their expressions immediately softened. They explained that they were just loosening their muscles and told their students to sit down.

Their students sat down, and the other wizards who had intended to pack up and leave naturally followed suit.

Now, everyone looked at the competition, awaiting the final result.

The world of the Creation Lotus was filled with a crimson aura of apocalypse. Ninety years after the tribulation, Ramses was too old to fly. He crashed onto a dome in the celestial realm, only occasionally opening one eye to look at the world. He hadn’t moved for a long time.

The Macedonian witch, her back hunched, was helped by Locke to use his golden peach as a walking stick. She dragged her heavy steps to Locke, looking at the old man with shining eyes with a strange expression. “Locke,” she said, “let’s recalculate the substantial mass of this world and see if it has increased.”

The witch offered paper and pen and began to calculate. Her eyesight was failing, requiring some aids to arrive at the results. Her once sharp mind seemed to be rusting under the apocalyptic atmosphere. After seeing the result, she sighed.

“The rate of substantial decline has accelerated.”

“Locke, can you check if this result is wrong?”

Locke tried to take the paper and pen from her, but he accidentally dropped them. He bent down to pick them up and recalculated.

“You’re right. Macedonia, the essence of this world is indeed declining further. Our spiritual energy is almost insufficient to sustain this illusory prosperity.”

The Macedonian witch remained silent for a moment before speaking, “Yes, the next sacrifice will be either you or me. We need to be prepared.” “

For so many years, I don’t know what we’ve been persisting in? To watch those demons and monsters dance wildly?”

The Macedonian witch sensed a serious conflict in the world below. It turned out that a group of level 19 elves were fighting over a rare treasure to overcome the tribulation at level 20, a tribulation that had been unattainable for over a century. They were killing each other, friends and family, lovers and disciples alike, all for the sake of pursuing the Dao.

The Macedonian witch felt helpless. She was amused and then laughed.

“Then let’s meet again in the next ten years.”

“How interesting.”

“I was actually changed by your will, accompanying you to complete this foolish plan. In this way, our past favors are now even. I wonder if we can hold on until the next ten years, or if everything we’ve worked so hard to maintain will collapse in an instant.”

The Macedonian witch and Locke both felt the magical pressure of the level 19 professionals below gradually disappearing, as if they were dying one by one from their infighting.

The Macedonian witch sneered, leaning on her cane and turning to leave, but the next moment, a massive level 20 lightning tribulation suddenly descended, heading downwards.

A voice soared into the clouds. “Great villain! You have ravaged our world for nearly a century. How many heroes our world had a hundred years ago, so brilliant and unparalleled! Now, talent has withered away, all because of you, you great villain! Today I will tear apart this heavenly tribulation, I will slaughter gods and Buddhas!”

The ultimate magical pressure of the Star Ring crashed down on them.

The Macedonian witch, weakened by the signs of decay, nearly collapsed, her body trembling with age.

“How is this possible? A bunch of lowly rats, possessing such power! How is this possible?”

The elf, as if hearing the Macedonian witch’s voice, roared in fury. “We are not rats, we are human!”

The Macedonian witch stood in the sky, looking down to see a young elf wielding a wizard’s sword. It was likely a wizard’s sword Edgar had secretly forged to deal with her, evidenced by its hilt made from the branches of an ancient war tree and its blade crafted by a skilled alchemist from the wizarding world.

At that moment, the young elf glared at the sky, slashing at the lightning strikes.

The Macedonian witch, realizing something, quickly took out paper and pen and recalculated. Then she threw the paper and pen on the ground, her body trembling, even showing a hint of surprise.

“Locke—the total substantial mass of our world has increased, and not just a little, but a significant amount.”

“Why is that?”

“How did you do that?”

Locke smirked. “Macedonia, it seems I’ve won again. Over the years, although the people of this world seem unchanged, no matter what happens, they seem utterly hopeless. But you’re wrong. I previously guessed that we indirectly obtained the total substantial mass using Edgar’s method of calculating the quality and quantity of spiritual energy—that was wrong.” “

Because we only saw that spiritual energy was still decreasing, that the mass was still declining, that people’s hearts were still evil and chaotic, that they were killing each other for fame and fortune, and we assumed they were still the same as before. But that’s a wrong view, a labeled view.”

“In fact, the people of this world haven’t given up on themselves. They’ve been working tirelessly to overcome each and every tribulation. Sometimes, though, the effort and improvement can actually make things worse, because there’s no one to guide them; they have to figure it out on their own. So, it seems their spiritual energy has been declining, and when we use spiritual energy to calculate the level of their physical essence, we mistakenly assume it’s still decreasing. But now it seems I was right. My intuition was correct. I always felt the level of their physical essence should be increasing,”

Locke said. “However, when the physical essence increases, I predict there will likely be a phase of declining spiritual energy and form.

I call this phase the ‘form decline period.’ We can write an article about this together, because it’s something we discovered with Edgar and—Ramesses. It seems this guess was correct.”

“Macedonia. We succeeded!”

A rumble echoed through the heavens and earth. The Macedonian witch looked at the elf, who had cleaved through the lightning tribulation. To combat this tribulation, to fend off the other elves who sought to kill him, he had secretly cultivated, gathering a group of companions. Now, he had used his calculated magic to perfect each stage of his cultivation, making him the most powerful level 20 professional in the world’s history.

He raised his wizard’s sword, shattering the final bolt of lightning; he had survived the tribulation.

The tribulation, through its manipulation of nature, transformed into golden light that flowed into his body, tempering his form and strengthening his soul. Within the elf, under the pressure of the tribulation, a trace of divinity spontaneously arose. This divinity continuously refined his soul and body, causing him to radiate golden light.

The wizarding audience noticed this, and many wizards immediately began to analyze remotely what had happened. Why had divinity appeared on the elf who had survived the combined attack of powerful magic?

The Red Dragon Witch smirked. “Locke, countless people are watching this match. After it ends, you’ll be the target of everyone’s ire. I told you to cause a big commotion, but I didn’t expect you to be the center of attention throughout the entire void. But I like it.”

The Sea Queen turned and left.

The Death Witch Doctor hurriedly said, “Your Majesty, why are you leaving? Didn’t you tell everyone to wait?

“

The Sea Queen waved her hand. “I never keep my word. Besides, the match is indeed almost over. I’m not interested anymore. I need to find my wine. Little Witch Doctor, I advise you to mind your own business. Whether it’s your White Frost Witch student or that Sera student, you’d better stay out of it.” “You can’t control it

anyway.” Within

the 39th

Genesis Lotus World, the elf raised her head and roared, “You great villain, you toy with human lives, wreak havoc across the world, stir up bloodshed, your crimes are heinous! If I can overcome the level 20 Heavenly Tribulation, I can help others overcome it too! I will make all the elves in the world know that relying on external things is not as good as relying on yourself. Burning, killing, and looting are unsustainable. More elves will rise up in the future, and you will eventually be unable to kill any elf again. You great villain, you will pay the price for your crimes!”

A hundred years after the Heavenly Tribulation descended, more and more elves began to learn from the elf who had initially broken all the Heavenly Tribulations. They gradually abandoned their original ways and began to seek power from within. More and more elves began to overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, but to this day, the elf who could overcome the level 20 Heavenly Tribulation was still the original one.

—The

Macedonian witch stood in the heavens, feeling her long-lost youth returning, and the apocalyptic atmosphere of the entire world gradually diminishing.

The Macedonian witch looked at Locke and asked, “Locke, you’ve won this time.” “

However, I don’t believe this is a sign of improved character; it’s simply a matter of your superior methods. Your Heavenly Tribulation’s design is indeed ingenious. To avoid being wiped out by it, everyone is afraid to cheat or take shortcuts when advancing to each level, because those who take shortcuts and merely get by at each level will certainly not survive the tribulation.” “

Your Heavenly Tribulation instills fear in everyone, causing them to start thinking about how to strengthen themselves and become invincible within their realm. In reality, how could a self-reliant person possibly be diminished in substance? How could someone capable of self-improvement care about such so-called formalities? And as their substance strengthens, the form naturally becomes subordinate to the substance, and the form also strengthens.”

“Your Heavenly Tribulation reverses cause and effect, forcing everyone to strive for self-improvement. But this doesn’t mean they are saved; it’s just that you, the ‘doctor,’ have superior methods.” “

As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement. You have shown me your wisdom and deserve my respect. You have won this time.”

Locke looked at Macedonia, but saw that she was resolute and unmoved by him.

“Everyone can have their own opinion.”

The Macedonian witch asked, “The apocalyptic aura has begun to diminish, and the laws of the planes are beginning to recover, so why haven’t any external entities come to reincarnate?”

Locke pondered, “This knowledge is too profound; I can only guess and speculate. Perhaps they are still observing.”

“Perhaps it will take some more time. Only when the soul in this void is willing to reincarnate into this world can we truly say we have solved the problem. Let’s wait a little longer—”

The Macedonian witch raised her eyebrows. “The world we’ve created is so beautiful, why should they stand by and watch? Good is good, and good deserves appreciation. There’s no reason for a pearl to be hidden!”

The Macedonian witch summoned the Celestial Cabbage. The cabbage leaves clung to her body, forming a wizard’s robe. She used the Celestial Cabbage to fly high into the sky, then hurled a Celestial Cabbage towards the void outside the crystal wall system. Next, she used a cabbage sword to attack the three thousand Celestial Cabbages.

*Bang!*

A massive surge of magical energy dissipated into the void.

The Macedonian witch cried out, “Everyone, can’t you see it?”

She used all her magical power to strike the Celestial Cabbage a second time. The two magical energies collided, vibrating into the void. “Everyone, look! That’s the ideal world created by the wizard Locke Augustine! Can’t you see it?”

She used all her strength to strike a third time. “Come here, all of you!”

“This is the ideal world created by the wizard Augustine!”

“This place—is wonderful!”

“Come here, all of you!”

Two streams of magic collided in the void, creating a magical tremor that spread far into the distance!

As the Macedonian witch fell from the sky, she saw countless stars appear in the sky

above the World of the Primordial Lotus. Those were souls from the endless void reincarnating into this world.

Thousands upon thousands, endlessly.

The Primordial Lotus’s Dilemma, after fifteen hundred years—was solved.