Chapter 981 - 981

Chapter 981: Revival of the Ancient Glacial Ice Race

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His ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Soul-substance entered the Earth Vein cycle of the world, but when this Soul-substance, wrapped with memories, was returning to the Main World, it was scooped up by a large invisible hand.

The ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍gradually dissipating consciousness wrapped the memories, turning into a Seed of Wisdom under the technique of Wisdom Bestowal.

The ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Information Appraisal Book derived from the Earth Vein Appraisal Spell docked with the Seed of Wisdom, acquiring the memories of this dead person's past life.

Using ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the Seed of Wisdom as the core, endowing it with the power of the Great Tree of Knowledge, creating a specially derived Seed of Great Knowledge.

After ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍it was planted back into this person's body.

This person slowly stood up.

After passing the muddled stage, the pupils of this body that had lost focus suddenly contracted.

Finally meeting my gaze... everything seemed to need no words.

Repeating the operation, repeatedly getting up, they wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths like normal people, tidying up their wretched figures.

They seemed to no longer view me as an enemy.

But... an extension of my will.

Wizards... Elves... Holy Angels... Dragonblood Half-Drakonids... Blood Clan... Beastmen...

To my surprise, there were no Abyssal Demons.

Perhaps they didn't welcome this fourth top academy that came halfway either.

They stepped aside for me uniformly.

Making way for a passage to the Secret Realm Core.

Until my figure disappeared in Qunluosen Wasteland.

Only then did they start doing their own things as if nothing had happened, but unlike before, they no longer had the previous disputes.

"Got... got up!"

Those responsible for recording these scenes exclaimed upon seeing this scene even weirder than before.

"Could it be... Necromancy? Controlling corpses?"

"Then all these people are dead?"

Several "club reporters" gathered at the front line spoke somewhat incredulously.

Until they received instructions from the club, asking one of them to step forward and make contact.

If this was really the work of that Assistant Little Han, then theoretically, these people shouldn't attack them.

Even if attacked, they could leave immediately if they were no match.

"Um... among us, who goes?"

The few people at the scene looked at each other, all very hesitant.

"How about rock-paper-scissors?"

"Rock-paper-scissors, fine! Then rock-paper-scissors!"

After calculating, they finally pushed out an unlucky guy to go.

"Go for it! I'm rooting for you!"

"Good luck run if you can't beat them."

"Mn, just don't run towards us!"

Several people saw off this "unlucky guy", their tone also full hot and cold.

The girl bit the bullet and stepped forward.

She wasn't alone now!

There were at least people from two large clubs watching behind her!

Until she walked to a certain distance, there were completely no obstructions here, and the other party could clearly see her arrival.

"No... no movement?"

Seeing the other party didn't trouble her immediately, and even several had discovered her but didn't move, the girl instantly gained some confidence.

Until she walked in front of the crowd, she gathered her courage to speak: "Um... excuse me..."

"Winian, seventh year, member of the Witch's Secret Realm Club. If nothing, don't get close to here."

Just as this girl named Winian spoke, her identity information was exposed on the spot by one of them.

"Uh, that... I, I just wanted to ask if Assistant Little Han needs..."

Winian still wanted to ask one more sentence dutifully, but was interrupted again.

"Assistant Little Han doesn't need any help."

"You can observe the movements here from a distance, but don't intervene in the subsequent matters in any form."

"Otherwise... bear the consequences yourself."

It could be said that after a few sentences, the meaning of expulsion was already very obvious, and Winian also ran away instantly with the images from the Seed of Knowledge.

She didn't want to laugh inexplicably here, laugh to death, and then become the other party's puppet!

With just a few sentences of contact, she had already deduced too much information.

These people "resurrected from the dead" were not Necromancy.

After all, controlling corpses and undead couldn't achieve speaking, let alone such rich facial expression changes.

They were as if they were really still alive.

The tone, expression, and even the threatening momentum made her dare not stay longer.

And judging from the completely changed temperament of the other party, these people were long no longer the people who were laughing before!

This reminded her of Assistant Little Han's avatars in the academy.

This was common, and even the Power Network ranking match gatekeeper in the Myriad Connection Arena was such an existence.

Speaking of being deterred by these means, it was none other than the club members!

This was the first time they saw how the avatars they always met were made.

People just died like that, and then became the other party's puppets!

Avatars!

Then are there such people in the academy?

Would the academy turn a blind eye to this Little Witch?

Could there be such lurkers in their families too?

Thinking more about such things made them more afraid; the more they imagined, the more terrified they became.

Such things forced them to be afraid.

This kind of means involving the field of life was too deterrent for life itself!

And thinking from another angle, even a Little Witch who hasn't promoted to Transcendent Witch yet can achieve this degree, then the Transcendent Witches in the academy, wanting to overturn the situation of family dominance in the Main World.

Wouldn't the means they use far exceed their cognition?

At this moment, even just a glimpse was enough to make them understand how naive the family's fantasy was.

The momentum of the pro-witch faction also rose unprecedentedly at this moment!

But ultimately...

In the past, witches were still too nice to these people.

Their aloof attitude made them all feel that Transcendent Witches were nothing more than this.

But when they realized that an individual on the "same level" as themselves was enough to threaten them, they would feel scared and terrified.

An assistant not seen for a long time, when appearing in front of them again, even understanding the other party's means became an extravagant hope for them.

Is there anything more devastating than this?

No more...

They even suspected that this Yang Yuehan was a representative chosen by Transcendent Witches to deter families, and the identity of a Little Witch was even more an agent of the Transcendent Witch's will!

***

Ice Throne Secret Realm.

I stepped into the ice and snow, and then a whole section of my calf sank into the shallow snow.

The environment in the Secret Realm was even harsher than I expected.

I won't care about things happening outside, nor do I want to.

What decisions the club makes because of my means has nothing to do with me either.

I'm just completing the things before me according to my ideas.

It can be long-awaited, or it can be whimsical.

The means of Emotional Body Cultivation was the result of my whim.

For this, I even stood still for half an hour just to wait for the last person to fall.

Just to experience the feedback brought by emotions throughout the process.

As for whether these means will scare some people, what does it have to do with me?

Only people with bad intentions towards me would fear me using these means on them.

At this moment, placed in the icy world, I felt a trace of throbbing deep in the Secret Realm.

That was an avatar born due to an accident.

But... I didn't really treat it as an avatar, but as an anchor of Destiny.

I'm not clear what the World Consciousness wants to do, but I can use this to find the consciousness of the world.

Academy Head Mei explained the essence of the world to me, and precisely because of this, I had these ideas.

Just as I stepped forward, several tall Ancient Glacial Ice rose in the area where I was.

I stepped onto their palms and finally climbed onto their shoulders.

Standing high, I experienced the beauty of the snow scene.

And the Ancient Glacial Ice carrying me was taking me rapidly towards the depths of the snowfield in the Secret Realm with an extremely steady body posture.

Until that huge figure appeared in front of me, I experienced the feeling Tan Han and the others had when facing such a behemoth back then.

Shock...

The Ancient Glacial Ice carrying me here tactfully lowered their bodies, their extended arms guiding my path like stairs.

The closer I got to this figure, the more I could feel a huge power rioting constantly!

This power was not as calm as the Great Tree of Knowledge back then, nor as gentle as the Holy Relic.

It was interpreting the majesty of power from beginning to end!

I finally understand why the finished product of the Grand Spellbook is called "Great Snow Throne Spell".

The Ice Throne is the majesty of the king, the determination of the whole race rushing towards power, the product under highly unified will.

When the crowned Ancient Glacial Ice sits on the throne belonging to it... that is the complete it!

At this moment, I took out the last small piece of the puzzle of the Great Snow Throne Spell.

Even just picking it up, it already showed high resonance!

Until carrying this shattered [Transcendent Knowledge] detached from its carrier, this power merged into the body of the Ancient Glacial Ice!

Instantly, a more daunting power roared out from the Ice Crystal Temple...

The vibration brought by the completeness of power caused cracks to appear even on the Secret Realm Core located in Qunluosen Wasteland!

Those cracks ran through the original old cracks and continued to tear the core, but at the last moment, the firmness of the core barely withstood this turbulence.

These originally existing old cracks were caused when I tried the fragments before and almost tore the Void Crack.

At that time, the Void Crack only showed signs of being torn, yet it caused such terrifying impact on the Secret Realm.

This is enough to show what consequences a real tear would cause.

But I didn't do so.

Because before truly creating the Grand Spellbook, I have more important things to do.

That is opening the shackles of the Mimetic Soul on the King of Ancient Glacial Ice...

Letting it become a real life!

Even I am curious, this race destined to become life, achieving life under the premise of already becoming my avatar, what kind of existence will it become in the end?

Become an avatar recognized as life, or an independent life breaking free from my will?

Under the support of power, my figure reached the same height as the Ancient Glacial Ice.

As I extended my hand, under the influence of the Holy Relic's power, the Soul Depiction technique condensed the "Mimetic Soul" of this king in front of me.

This feeling was very marvelous to me.

Like a perspective of looking at each other.

When I pushed away the Mimetic Soul of this king with power, those original Ancient Glacial Ice instantly let out a long mournful cry!

Because they felt the aura of the king falling at the speed of death!

At this moment, I also felt countless malicious intents locking onto me.

This was a gaze originating from an entire race, a silent questioning!

But as their king's aura gathered again in the posture of nirvana, the king's aura soothed the wills of all Ancient Glacial Ice.

All Ancient Glacial Ice felt only one thought, that is... their king broke through the shackles of life and reached a brand new realm!

I watched the life born in the Soul Depiction technique.

That brilliance unique to life was constantly blooming; it was so beautiful in my eyes!

The Ancient Glacial Ice race, at this moment, finally reappeared in this world.

The first cry originating from the race seemed to echo in every corner of the Main World.

But not everyone is qualified to listen to such a sound.

Only Transcendents can hear the signal of the return of the Ancient Glacial Ice race together at this moment.

Meanwhile.

"Time to work, sisters!"

Academy Head Mei Linde spoke to a group of sisters in the Destiny Gazing Technique special project experimental area.

"This is a rare opportunity Little Han won for us! If we can lock onto the Main World Consciousness, our progress in the Main World will advance another step!"

When Mei Linde finished speaking, she was instantly met with responses from many witches.

Their tones were mostly filled with excitement and laughter.

Although such emotions shouldn't appear in such a rigorous observation project, who told witches to be a group of unconventional powerful existences?

After encouraging, Mei Linde's gaze also looked at the several screens appearing in front of her.

She called up the communications of Bev Ailana and Serina Palitzer, the other two Academy Heads, to inquire about the situation.

Although Mei Linde knew that Anti-Witch said she would cover it, as the Academy Head, she couldn't do nothing just because the other party said she would take responsibility.

Two Academy Heads escorting... have to say this scene is indeed grand.

Even if they might not show up in the end, some things cannot be missing.

And at this moment, other Transcendent Academies also immediately noticed this anomaly.

Before long, they successively locked onto the Qunluosen Wasteland bordering the Witch Academy and Sun Rock Elves.

There, something happened that made all Transcendents look sideways.

The Ancient Glacial Ice race, once suppressed by them, actually revived again!

The Ancient Glacial Ice race is remembered by those Transcendents until now because in the time period when this race was first born, it forced Transcendent Witches to almost lock onto the Umbilicus Mundi using the most primitive method!

Even just recalling this matter makes their backs sweat.

Even though they know very well that the same means cannot be used a second time, after hearing about the revival of this race, quite a few Transcendents still had stress reactions.

At this moment, countless Transcendents put down the work at hand, disappeared into space, and descended above the area of Qunluosen Wasteland.

For Transcendents, the distance within the world is not a distance; they have plenty of means to arrive here in the fastest way.

At this moment, only those club members in the distance still didn't know what happened, staying foolishly in place.

Little did they know their existence had nowhere to hide under the powerful perception means of Transcendents.

And these few people still didn't know that above the empty Qunluosen Wasteland, a large number of Transcendents had long been hidden.

They stood here, watching every move of that Secret Realm.

Until these Transcendents noticed those "students" belonging to their respective academies outside the Secret Realm, their brows furrowed.

Because in their view, these "people"... were all dead.