The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 892 Youming, what else do you have to say?!
Upon seeing the core of the formation, Richard knew that he had found what he was looking for.

The massive array spanned nearly half of the Netherworld, and under its influence, energy surged like a boiling ocean. In an instant, an energy wave that swept across the entire world emanated from the array. Under this wave, elements converged like rivers flowing into the sea, transforming into an elemental storm that affected the entire world.

But the storm was shattered by an even greater force the next moment.

Hundreds of kilometers away, the Netherworld Lord's face was ashen, and blood-red mist kept gushing from his body, almost turning him into a ferocious ghost.

Beside him, the Great World Tree glowed with a green light, a symbol of life. Endless negative energy entered his body, instantly transforming into positive energy that was stored within him—

For beings at the level of the Great World Tree, the cycle of life and death is not an ability that is difficult to acquire.

"Youming, what are you so nervous about?"

The Great World Tree blocked the Netherworld Ruler's path, completely disregarding the chilling killing intent emanating from him.

He said calmly, "Could it be that you're hiding something shady in your church?"

Youming remained silent, but the killing intent emanating from him grew even more intense.

"Old Tree, are you really determined to go against me? Just because of a few words from an outsider!?"

Upon hearing this, the Great World Tree slowly twisted its branches into a pair of thick arms.

"Go against you? You think too highly of yourself. I'm not like you short-lived creatures; I don't care about those messy things. I've dealt with you for tens of thousands of years; you should know that I don't care about any inter-racial interests."

However, you'd better not get in my way!

The Great World Tree's voice was powerful and resonant, and its body grew taller and taller with each word.

"Youming, what exactly are you hiding?"

Youming remained silent, but the mist around him suddenly spread out, and this mist was like an invisible beast that swallowed the body of the Great World Tree whole.

As the mist spread, the entire world resonated with it. The endless negative energy of the Netherworld gathered in the blood mist, and surprisingly, another world was created within it.

"Old tree, you're too confident. This is my world!"

Youming's voice was icy cold, though he knew this sudden situation was definitely a setup. The best approach was to work with the Great World Tree to handle it and coordinate things properly.

But what he could think of, the person who framed him couldn't have thought of?
Judging from the current situation, it seems that the Spectre is powerless to stop the monster's actions. If things were any worse, he might even have been corrupted and controlled by the monster.

If the Great World Tree discovers that the Spectres are like this, regardless of the Spectres' fate, the entire Spectre race will be labeled as suspicious.

If that alchemist were to take the opportunity to cause trouble, it wouldn't be impossible for him, the chieftain of the Youha clan, to be imprisoned as a potential traitor.

This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.

If one were to harbor darker intentions, it wouldn't be impossible for the Great World Tree to seize this opportunity to eliminate the Dark Horde, a stumbling block to the alliance.

"We need to deal with this as soon as possible!"

With these thoughts in mind, Youming appeared in the church almost instantly.

The once dark and magnificent church is now in ruins, covered entirely by black veins resembling blood vessels. At the foot of the church, these veins are expanding at an alarming rate; if left unchecked, the entire Netherworld may be corrupted by what lies within the church…

"Sure enough."

A voice interrupted Youming's thoughts.

He turned his head and saw that a dimensional gate had appeared next to Richard's clone. Richard's Overlord Puppet clone had crossed worlds and arrived in the Dark World.

"So you really are connected to the civilization devourers."

Youming's face was ashen, and the blood-red mist around his body grew even thicker, as if the entire world was about to be swallowed up by this blood-red mist.

"Outsider, you talk too much!"

As he spoke, Richard felt the world spinning around him, as if the whole world had undergone some kind of unknowable distortion.

[Space strike detected; dimensional anchor activated]

The puppet's voice rang in Richard's ears, and then the space around him suddenly became stable.

"To be able to manipulate spatial techniques to this level, you truly deserve to be called a breakthrough," Richard calmly commented. "But unfortunately, it's still not enough."

His Dominator Puppet is the culmination of the Supreme Being's technology, a weapon specifically prepared to fight against the Civilization Devourers.

If he doesn't get serious, it's wishful thinking for You to easily take over his body.

Youming was startled, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

In the realm of spiritual evolution, knowledge determines the upper limit of combat power. Richard's current performance clearly reflects the level exhibited by a knowledgeable Overlord. Such Overlord combat power cannot be simply measured by data.

"Youming, why are you so nervous?"

As Li looked into the Netherworld, a faint blue light shone from within the crystal's body—a symbol of abundant energy.

"I can see that you haven't been contaminated. As long as you cooperate, everything can still be salvaged."

Youming didn't say much, but a series of crisp clapping sounds rang out from his body. With each clapping sound, his body began to expand at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye, his body transformed from a skeleton into a white, muscular giant.

Youming is actually a ruler whose physique has broken through limits!

"This isn't right."

Richard felt a slight tremor in his heart. According to the information from the Great World Tree, Netherworld should have broken through the limits of spiritual power.

Although Youming often engages in close combat, he is most famous for his bizarre and terrifying Netherworld Space and his Ghost Domain, which targets the soul.

How could such a ruler have a physical limit?
Youming calmly said, "People within the alliance only know that I am good at the Netherworld Space, but they don't know that the true function of the Netherworld Space is just an auxiliary one."

The master of physical evolution also knows how to use magic.

Richard remained silent, but the blue light emanating from him grew even brighter.

"Are you determined to fight against the Alliance?"

"No, I'm just dealing with my personal matters. I don't want anyone else, whether they're from inside or outside the alliance, to interfere in my family affairs."

As he spoke, Youming's body bent slightly.

"Alchemist, I'll give you two choices. One, you leave this world now and come back after I've finished dealing with my family matters. Two..."

I'll kill you right now.

Richard could sense that the Netherworld's body was gradually accumulating power. If his answer did not meet the Netherworld's expectations, then only a thunderous blow awaited him!
To participate, or not to participate, that is the question.

But before Richard could make a decision, an old, angry voice suddenly rang out in the air.

"Who do you want to kill? Youming!"

boom!
With a deafening explosion, the blood mist beside Youming suddenly trembled, and then it burst open as if an invisible hand had torn it apart.

And at the end of the rift, the Great World Tree stood there.

At this moment, the Great World Tree had transformed into a tree-man, its beard-like branches swaying in the wind, and a chilling killing intent almost materialized.

Youming's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected that the Youhai Space, which even the Cursed Demon Emperor could trap for a short while, could be broken by the Great World Tree in just a few words.

"Answer me, Netherworld! Who do you want to kill!?"

The Great World Tree approached the Netherworld step by step, and with each step it took, the Netherworld would retreat a step.

Although he and the Great World Tree are both Limit Breakers, there is still a huge gap between them.

The ghostly figure retreated step by step towards the church, and with each step back, an indescribable murmur echoed in his ears.

The murmurs were like the whispers of the devil, urging him to fall into the boundless hell.

"Damn it, is the Ghost already unable to hold on?" Youming roared inwardly.

His response was a roar that was almost ecstatic.

"Hahaha, I did it! I did it! Clan leader, I did it! I've got him under control!"

Behind the Netherworld, the corrupted church suddenly emitted a thunderous roar. Immediately afterward, a pitch-black Spectral being burst through the church, like an adult insect emerging from its cocoon.

"Chieftain, I've succeeded! I've subdued him! I've broken through that barrier!"

The pitch-black Haunted Clan let out a piercing roar, and with that roar, all the undead in the Bone Ash Plain were shattered to pieces.

The Great World Tree looked at him, its eyes on its trunk piercing like sharp swords.

He could naturally recognize that the dark-skinned Youha Clan member before him was none other than Yougui, the second ruler of the Youha Clan.

"Youming, what else do you have to say!"

(End of this chapter)