Until now, faced with these other forces and the High Tier Wizards who didn’t deliberately restrain their presence, Jeming suddenly realized how enormous the gap was between himself and the High Level Wizards.

It was a chasm, a gulf between mortals and deities.

And he, at this moment, was merely a tiny existence on the edge of this chasm.

The stirring in Jeming’s heart was unknown to anyone, and during his dazed moment, the Sixth Level Wizard had already descended above the crowd.

Wizards are one of the most rational and cold-blooded species in this Multiverse.

All their actions are based on the pursuit of truth, knowledge, and resources.

Under the universal training system of the wizards, they clearly understand what they fight for and know what they seek on this expedition.

Thus, the large-scale expeditions of wizards differ from those of other races’ creatures.

There are no lengthy and impassioned pre-battle mobilizations, no emotional oaths, and none of those common inspirational speeches in mundane creatures’ armies—everything is simple and efficient.

This time was no different.

When the imposing Sixth Level Wizard appeared, he didn’t waste words, simply and calmly introducing himself:

“I am Augustine from the Tower of Annihilation, one of the leaders of this expedition.”

His voice was deep and powerful, penetrating through the clamor of tens of thousands of wizards, clearly echoing throughout the entire hall with the resonance of spiritual power.

He didn’t offer any words of encouragement, nor did he paint a picture of future victory; after introducing himself, he directly and concisely issued the command: “All participating wizards, board the ship within fifteen minutes. Depart!”

At the command, tens of thousands of wizards surged toward the hall’s exit like a tide, flying towards the massive desolate continent in the sky.

Some performed their expert flying witchcraft, with elements swirling around them, transforming into streams of light.

Others rode on their tamed flying mounts of various appearances, like giant vultures or magical beasts with wings on their backs, howling as they charged into the sky.

Even more so, they controlled various peculiar vehicles, such as antiquely styled ships, floating platforms carrying Alchemy Puppets and Biochemical Beasts, or even being carried by their cloaks as they flew.

Even without any instructions, the wizards ascended in a well-ordered sequence.

The entire area above the Boundary Point instantly turned into a stream of wizards, vast and unending.

Jeming and Viola also rose into the air with the crowd.

The Floating Cannon Array circled silently behind Jeming, flying with him.

Viola sat elegantly sidesaddle on a Long-Handled Staff that emitted a faint glow.

She turned her head to look at Jeming, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

“Don’t be nervous, it’s just a ‘ship’ ride; the true excitement is yet to come.” She said softly, but there was an imperceptible trace of excitement in her tone.

Jeming nodded, feeling the blood in his veins speeding up and adrenaline surging.

This wasn’t due to fear, but the excitement of facing the unknown and the challenge.

As the altitude continued to rise, when Jeming and his team’s figures broke through a critical point, he clearly felt a subtle change in gravity around him.

That familiar downward pull of gravity disappeared, replaced by a potential energy of descending head first and feet upwards.

They were no longer flying towards the sky, but gently descending toward an independent and vast continent.

Jeming instantly reacted, adjusting his body position, controlling himself to softly and steadily land on the charred and desolate “ship.”

This eerie change in gravity was a direct experience of spatial law distortion, signifying a transition from one world governed by a set of physical laws to another independent “world.”

The desolate plane was vast in its expanse, its surface uneven with charred rocks and cracked earth everywhere, and the air carried a hint of sulfur and the breath of death.

When the last wizard landed steadily, Augustine, the Sixth Level Wizard from the Tower of Annihilation, suddenly radiated a brilliant light around his body.

He hovered in the plane’s sky, arms open, eyes slightly squinting.

The enormous spiritual power erupted like a tide, instantly connecting to the core of the plane’s origin.

He was not manipulating the plane’s rules but instead, like a skilled captain, emblazoning the plane’s “ship” with a will bearing the corresponding spatial coordinates.

“Set sail.”

Augustine’s voice was deep and grand, as if merging with the humming sound emitted by the plane itself.

With his command, the vast desolate land enveloping the sky over the Boundary Point responded.

In the eyes of the wizards and the store clerks from the Alien Race still lingering at the boundary, the once sky-covering desolate land suddenly contracted inward like a rubber band stretched to its limit!

The entire plane began to twist and fold at a speed visible to the naked eye, with the originally flat spatial structure becoming like a crumpled piece of paper.

Then, accompanied by a silent boom, the immense landmass suddenly vanished from everyone’s sight.

As if it had never existed, leaving only the background of the chaotic void restored above the boundary point.

Such a spectacular and unimaginable scene seemed commonplace to the wizards and alien races within the boundary point.

They merely glanced up to confirm that the “ship” had departed, then returned to their busy lives and bustling trades.

After all, such plane relocations had occurred countless times and were hardly surprising anymore.

Inside the plane, ordinary Low Tier Wizards felt little difference.

Thanks to the All-Purpose Eye, Jeming could “observe” the various coefficients of this plane changing rapidly.

“This is the power of High Tier Wizards; they can manipulate and control planes,” Viola said softly beside Jeming, her gaze filled with a hint of longing.

As a Third Level Wizard, she was qualified to access Spatial Power and could clearly sense the changes in the plane.

Within the “ship” plane maneuvered by Augustine, although thousands of wizards were gathered, it still appeared extremely sparse compared to a complete plane.

Wizards began searching for their own footholds on the vast, desolate land, each busying themselves.

Jeming observed and realized this sparsity wasn’t by chance but was intentionally done by the wizards.

He saw many wizards, upon landing, wasting no time in extracting all sorts of Biochemical Beasts or Golems from their spatial equipment.

These artificial creations varied in shapes, ranging from tough-skinned Giant Beasts to metal-armored mechanical constructs, to humanoid puppets emanating strange energy fluctuations.

Once summoned or released, they immediately lined up into cold formations according to commands.

Clearly, these artificial creations, such as Biochemical Beasts, were the first wave of cannon fodder for invading other planes.

Their massive numbers, tirelessness, and fearlessness of death made them ideal for depleting enemy forces or even directly breaking enemy plane defenses.

Only after that would the actual Combat Wizards break through enemy lines.

As Logistics Element Wizards, Jeming and Viola were not required to engage in these pre-battle preparations.

Their roles were more focused on mid-battle operations and post-conquest cleanup, transformation, and resource management, prioritizing self-preservation in initial skirmishes.

Once settled in the “ship” plane, Jeming eagerly took out his Magic Network Terminal.

On the terminal interface, the mission information of the plane they were to conquer had been updated.

However, the information was scant, yet oddly deep.

All the information consisted of just two brief points:

First point: The plane itself contains two Sixth Level Creatures.

Second point: The plane is peculiar; between the four basic elements, Fire Element and Water Element are extremely active, while the remaining two — Earth Element and Wind Element — are notably calm, even inert.

Apart from this, there was no information on the plane’s species, geographic distribution, life forms, or even a simple plane map — no intelligence whatsoever.

This made Jeming feel something was amiss.

“How was such intelligence obtained? Didn’t they conduct in-depth reconnaissance?” Jeming couldn’t help but ask Viola beside him.

Viola, having anticipated his question, carefully explained the reason: “This intelligence shows that the Sixth Level Wizard who discovered the plane didn’t truly enter it. He only made distant observations through its external manifestations from the Chaotic Void.”

“Like I told you before, planes are essentially miracles formed by the coincidental aggregation of elements in certain patterns. Within a plane, its elemental composition, Energy Cycle, and even Law operations are ultimately expressed through the plane’s barrier.”

Viola continued, “From the external side, meaning the Chaotic Void, one can naturally observe this plane’s elemental makeup — such as its particularly active Fire Element and Water Element, which are reflections of the plane’s characteristics.”

Jeming understood this but then puzzled over another critical piece of information: “Then how do they know about the power of the life forms within the plane? Specifically, the two Sixth Level Creatures? That can’t simply be observed externally.”

Viola nodded, “You’re hitting the right point. This indeed can’t be discerned through mere external observation. It involves the attributes of High Tier Creatures.”

She paused, her tone becoming slightly cautious: “Sixth Level Creatures, whether Wizards, Divine Spirits, or creatures from Other Planes, can naturally communicate with Plane Origin.”

“Their very existence is deeply linked to the plane’s Laws, and their power permeates deeper into the plane, creating a Resonance with the Plane Origin. This Resonance makes them stand out in the Chaotic Void, like two glaring beacons in the dark night sky.”

“Of course, I don’t fully understand the specific mechanism, as that falls into the realm of knowledge at the Sixth Level Wizard level, or even higher,” Viola added.

Jeming found himself deep in thought.

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