The Wizard: From Zero-Ring Wizard to Almighty Lord.

Inside the training room of Lynn's Wizard Tower, in the Temple of Life.

The interior is filled with layers of overlapping formations, which isolate, silence, and seal off the atmosphere, completely separating this place from the outside world.

No sound or movement from the outside world can penetrate in; similarly, no movement here can escape in the slightest.

However, at this moment, screams echoed repeatedly in the room.

Each cry was louder and more shrill than the last, as if they were being torn from the deepest part of flesh and blood, carrying a trembling sound that ripped apart the soul.

After listening for a while, even the air seemed to grow chilly.

Lynn sat cross-legged, his expression calm and composed.

Behind him, a huge tree shadow was faintly visible.

The branches and leaves are illusory, yet they seem to be rooted in some higher level of reality, solemn and dignified, carrying an ancient aura.

The aura of creating rules flowed slowly like a tide, wave after wave, making the entire training room increasingly heavy, even the concept of space was completely covered by the rules of creation.

A blue orb of light floated in front of him.

The sphere of light was crystal clear and pure in color, as if it were carved from a flawless emerald, and its warm and smooth surface contained an indescribable life force.

Within the blue light, a figure was frozen in place; it was none other than the mad thorn wizard of the Rogers family, who had been captured by Lynn.

The cyan orb was formed from the spirit of the Azure Sky, gathering terrifying and pure life force, and solidified in an instant, like natural amber, forever sealing the wizard in the moment the battle ended.

Therefore, his expression remained one of terror, his pupils slightly dilated, as if he was still shocked by how Lynn was able to unleash such a terrifying attack.

At this moment, two beams of light slowly rose from outside the cyan sphere.

The luster was like smoke and mist, rising and swirling, separating yet subtly drawing them together.

Lynn's mental energy transformed into fine, invisible threads, weaving the two beams of light together like threading a needle.

The smoky luster on the left side had an almost realistic texture, with faint starlight shimmering within it—that was the mental power of the Mad Thorn Wizard.

When a wizard cultivates to the level of a third-level Grand Wizard, his spiritual power can be materialized.
If one goes further and enters the realm of the Morning Star, star-like points of light will be born in one's spiritual power, symbolizing the initial reflection of the rules.

At this moment, the spiritual energy carrying starlight had been forcibly extracted by Lynn.

The luster on the other side is completely different.

It is ethereal and elusive, like a wisp of mist that does not exist in reality. It is invisible to the touch, yet so heavy that it is suffocating.

This is not simply energy, but the Mad Thorn Wizard's complete understanding of the "rules of life types," connected to the soul and linked to the true spirit, already integrated into one.

Lynn used his mental power as a guide, and then used the soul essence of the Mad Thorn Wizard to activate the Rogers family's rule refining secret technique, peeling away the life rule insights that originally belonged to the Mad Thorn Wizard bit by bit.

This kind of pain is far beyond what can be compared to extracting mental energy.

It wasn't a physical injury, nor was it a wound on the surface of the soul; rather, it tore away inch by inch the understanding of rules that a wizard had painstakingly cultivated for many years and engraved deep within his very being.

It's like peeling off skin and dismantling bones, or dismantling existence itself from its very foundation.

A hundred times, a thousand times more severe than ordinary punishments.

Thus, the agonizing screams, worse than death, echoed repeatedly in this closed training room, like a roar from the depths of hell.

However, Lynn himself remained calm throughout.

Those heart-wrenching screams seemed to be completely shut out of his consciousness, unable to even cause a ripple in his heart.

His gaze was intense as he stared intently at the life rules he had painstakingly unraveled before him.

That thing was ethereal and elusive, like a phantom that did not exist in reality.

If not for mental focus, it would almost be mistaken for a visual illusion, as if there were nothing in front of you at all.

"These insights into the rules of life... are all the understanding and interpretation of the Mad Thorn Wizard himself..."

Lynn whispered to herself, her thoughts clear and calm.

"Directly absorbing and refining it... is tantamount to destroying one's own foundation."

The power of rules is as vast as the starry sea.

Although a Level 4 Morning Star Wizard can touch upon the rules, he is merely picking up scattered fragments from the complete river of rules. Perhaps it is a section on the left bank, or perhaps a corner on the right bank, which are pieced together in a mixed and impure manner.

Not to mention, it is inevitable that personal biases, cognitive errors, and even fundamental misunderstandings will be involved.

If you forcibly incorporate other people's understanding of the rules into your own system, it is tantamount to forcibly embedding other people's path into your own soul.

What seems like a shortcut actually cuts off all other paths.

However, the Rogers family's secret rules offer another possibility.

It's not about absorbing it, but about using it as fuel and burning it.

Using the insights and understandings of others as fuel, ignite them, allowing the traces of rules contained within to manifest, decompose, and restore to the fluctuations at the source level during the burning process, thereby attracting a massive amount of life rules to manifest.

By observing, filtering, and grasping the thread that truly resonates with oneself in that fleeting moment when the rules are revealed.

This is the correct way to gain insight from rules.

"I have extracted about one-third of his insights into the rules..."

Lynn's gaze darkened slightly.

"Let's see how much progress it can advance for me after burning and consuming."

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, his mental energy surged, and the secret technique of refining rules was unleashed.

In an instant, streams of spiritual energy imbued with starlight surged from his sea of ​​consciousness, like the starlight in an endless galaxy, enveloping that ethereal and intangible perception of the rules.

The flames were not real flames, yet they were more intense than any other flame.

The next moment, the fire started.

The formless and intangible understanding of rules slowly dissipated under the scorching heat of the starlight, no longer maintaining its original form of "understanding by others," but disintegrating into more fundamental fluctuations of rules.

At the same time, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the space around Lynn.

That's not a specific rule.

Rather, they are the many tributaries that emerge during the differentiation of the "rules of life":

The law of reproduction weaves hidden veins in the void, the law of vitality surges like the spring tide, and the law of healing quietly reorganizes in the subtle details... Countless branching rules unfold like branches and leaves, appearing one by one in his perception.

These are not physical entities, yet they are more real than physical entities.

They are projections of the rules of life from different angles and perspectives, and are ripples that briefly surface in the long river of rules.

Of course, this must also include what Lynn truly sought: to create rules.

Deep within the intricate tapestry of life, the very essence of "creation" is already faintly visible.

It is not ostentatious, but rather extremely secretive, yet it carries a sense of dominating all things, as if the true source is slowly emerging above thousands of tributaries.

Lynn's gaze grew even more intense.

He took a deep breath, his mind sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, as if he had fallen into an endless deep sea, slowly approaching that wisp of "creation" and beginning to focus on comprehending it.

However, just as he was engrossed in it, something strange was quietly brewing outside the Wizard Tower.

The training room where Lynn was located was ultimately only at the level of a third-level archmage.

When it was first built, it was sufficient to isolate mental fluctuations and block the dissipation of energy, but it was not specifically modified to target higher-level rules and forces.

What is now revealed is the rule.

It is a power that only a fourth-level Morning Star Wizard can truly access.

When the fluctuations of the rules manifest indoors, those protective formations, concealment formations, and isolation formations become as thin as paper, utterly unable to withstand this level of power.

The spiritual aura of the Mad Thorn Wizard could still be suppressed by the array, but the fluctuations of life rules attracted by the ignited understanding of the rules could no longer be completely concealed.

Thus, centered on the floor where Lynn's training room was located, an invisible yet real ripple of rules began to spread outwards.

The air on the outer wall of the wizard's tower suddenly became thick and moist.

In some corners, withered vines silently sprout new shoots; between the cracks in the rocks, tiny moss grows wildly; even seeds that were originally dormant are quietly budding without anyone noticing.

That was the aura of the rules of reproduction.

It is not violent, but highly pervasive, spreading slowly like a spring tide, and even showing a faint tendency to spread beyond the wizard's tower.

Outside the tower, in other areas of the Temple of Life, all the third-level archmages, second-level wizards, first-level wizards who have not yet reached the Morning Star level, and even the weaker apprentices, are within the coverage of this ripple of rules.

If one has not reached the corresponding level but is forced to violate the rules, that is by no means an opportunity, but more likely a disaster.

If the rules of reproduction were to spread completely, then under the cover of these rules, regardless of gender, strength, or whether one is a naive apprentice or a seasoned level three great wizard, all would be forcibly drawn by the rule of "reproduction" and fall into the most primitive and instinctive state.

That will no longer be an impulse that willpower can resist, but a coercion at the level of rules.

Intercourse that transcends boundaries, identities, and even species!
If such a scene were to actually occur, the entire temple of life would be plunged into unimaginable chaos.

What's even more frightening is that what's being revealed at this moment is not just the rules of reproduction.

The laws of healing silently mend minute cracks in the air, the laws of restoration quietly revive weary spirits, and the laws of vitality breathe new life into things that were once decaying...

One after another, the rules governing the branches of life are spreading outwards.

………………

Fortunately, Lynn was not the only Morning Star Wizard in the Temple of Life at this moment.

Lynn is currently in seclusion, immersed in comprehending the rules, while another fourth-level Morning Star Wizard, Tina, emerged from seclusion not long ago.

After completing the transaction with Lynn, she obtained the piece of world origin and, without hesitation, immediately began refining it to stabilize her injuries.

The quantity of that world's origin was not large, but it was extremely pure.

After being refined, the hidden injuries that had been slowly eroding and spreading within her body were finally forcibly suppressed. Although not completely healed, at least they no longer spread out of control.

She was finally able to free her mind to think about the next step.

Reconstruct the physical body.

No longer appearing in a superficial, soulful form, but truly returning to the complete state that a wizard should be in.

At this moment, in the Life Temple leisure area, there is a coffee shop outside a small pavilion built by the water.

Tina had solidified into a physical form, indistinguishable from an ordinary person. She sat on the sofa, her posture elegant, and picked up a teacup with her delicate hand, taking a small sip.

Amidst the rising steam of the tea, a hint of coldness subtly surfaced in those beautiful eyes.

"We'd better head to the White Wizard's territory."

“There, it’s easier to find a way to reshape the physical body. More importantly… in the White Wizard’s territory, my ‘uncles’ and ‘great-uncles’ would no longer dare to hunt me down with impunity.”

When she spoke the second half of the sentence, a hint of coldness crept into her voice.

Since fleeing the Rogers family, she and Herdre have been relentlessly pursued and besieged, nearly driven to the brink of despair on several occasions.

If not for a combination of luck and skill, he would have perished in the Black Wizard's domain long ago.

Now that we've finally caught our breath, just one more step forward and we can truly escape that shadow.

The sky is high enough for birds to fly freely, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap freely.

"Um……"

Hedley sat down beside her, responded softly, his gaze tender. He reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

However, at this very moment...

"Tina...look over there..."

Hedley suddenly frowned, his gaze sharpening slightly. He gently touched Tina's side, gesturing for her to look up.

"Ok?"

Tina put down her teacup and looked in the direction he pointed.

From their vantage point, the two could see Lynn's wizard tower at the very heart of the Temple of Life.

At this moment, the air above the wizard's tower seemed to be slightly distorted.

A faint ripple spread outwards from a certain layer. The air became moist and heavy, filled with an indescribable life force.

Tina's pupils contracted slightly.

"That's... an overflow of the power of rules?"

She recognized it almost instantly, and the next moment, her expression became completely serious.

"The Green Forest Wizard... has already begun practicing the secret arts of rules!"

Tina's gaze sharpened slightly, a hint of surprise flashing through her mind.

How long has it been since she handed over the secret techniques of the rules to the other party?
In such a short period of time, the other party has been able to truly operate the secret technique and trigger the manifestation of the rules. What does this mean?
That means that Lynn must have a captive at the Morning Star level, or... possess a complete understanding of the rules of life types.

The latter often implies the former.

A sense of rules is never gained out of thin air.

In most cases, it is obtained by forcibly extracting it from the body of a captured Morning Star Wizard, tearing apart his soul, and stripping away his understanding of the rules.

Even though she had spent a long time with Lynn, Tina still couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in her heart at this moment.

This Green Forest Wizard was even more unfathomable than she had anticipated.

She had no idea that the Morning Star prisoner in Lynn's hands was one of the Morning Star wizards who had been sent by the Rogers family to hunt her down.

If she really knew about this, she wouldn't be moved at all; she'd probably raise a glass in celebration and then curse him, saying, "May he die a good death."

However, as shocked as she was, the current situation left her no time to think.

The leakage of rules is no small matter.

"The Qinglin Wizard did not set up a rule-based isolation formation..."

Tina's gaze darkened.

"If we let it spread, the trouble will be huge."

Before she finished speaking, her figure had already disappeared from the spot.

………………

Around the Wizard's Tower.

At this moment, several Level 3 Archmages from the Temple of Life have appeared.

They clearly sensed the anomaly; the air became viscous, their mental perception was suppressed by some higher-level fluctuation, and a restlessness arose within their bodies.

That was the pressure from the rules, a realm they completely failed to comprehend.

They dared not approach rashly and could only stand guard on the perimeter, their expressions solemn.

Just then, an aura suddenly descended.

A starlight-like spiritual energy spread down from the void, carrying the aura of the Morning Star Wizard, and it was Tina who appeared.

Everyone knew that Tina was a Morning Star Wizard, so they all bowed in respect.

Tina nodded slightly, her tone calm:
"It's alright."

"This is a manifestation of the rules triggered by your temple master's cultivation, not an invasion by external enemies."

Her gaze swept over the crowd.

"Everyone back off. Isolate the area around the Wizard Tower; no one may approach it for the time being."

With that, she waved her hand.

In an instant, streams of spiritual energy containing starlight spread out like a woven net, overlapping and intersecting with the power of rules, transforming into a semi-transparent barrier that hung down from the top of the wizard tower, enveloping the entire wizard tower layer by layer.

The fluctuations in the rules were forcibly brought under control.

The life rules that were originally spreading outward began to slowly recede under the suppression of that starlight barrier.

While it's impossible to completely erase these manifested power of rules, at least they've been confined to the vicinity of the Wizard Tower.

Once Lynn's burning understanding of the rules is completely exhausted, the rules that have lost their source will dissipate on their own.

After doing all this, Tina's figure flashed, the starlight subsided, and she returned to the small coffee shop pavilion.

She sat back down next to Hadley and nestled into his arms.

The Morning Star Wizard, who had just suppressed the rules and sealed off the entire Wizard Tower with a wave of his hand, seemed to have never existed.

At this moment, she is more like an ordinary woman, gentle, quiet, and with a touch of languor after exhaustion.

"We met this Green Forest Wizard by chance..."

Tina spoke softly, her tone carrying a rare air of seriousness.

"I'm afraid it's not something that belongs in the pond."

She slightly raised her eyes and looked at the wizard tower in the distance, which had returned to peace.

"Perhaps it won't be long before he becomes famous... perhaps even more famous than my ancestor."

Upon hearing this, Hadley's pupils suddenly contracted.

That "ancestor" naturally refers to the ancestor of the Rogers family, the one who cultivated to the sixth level of Morning Star perfection and was known as the "Morning Star Extreme Realm".

Such a person is almost equivalent to a real celestial star, capable of shaking an entire region with a mere gesture.

Tina's evaluation of Lynn naturally shocked Hadley.

The wizard tower in the distance had been contained by the starlight barrier, and the fluctuations in the rules gradually subsided.

This minor incident, triggered by Lynn's seclusion, was quietly suppressed before it could escalate into a major disaster.

………………

Time flows on and on.

The layers of life force fluctuations that had previously surrounded the Wizard Tower began to become more frequent and dimmer.

Like embers that have burned out, shimmering in their last rays.

That means that Lynn's refinement of the rules is nearing its end.

………………

After some time had passed.

Inside the cultivation room, a pair of eyes that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened.

His eyes were like stars.

With that instant of condensation, the entire space seemed to tremble slightly, and the remaining fluctuations of the rules instantly returned to calm.

Lynn's seclusion has come to a complete end.

At this moment, a faint field of rules existed around him.

That was not simply an energy fluctuation, but rather the aura of the rules of "creation," a field that naturally formed around him.

Faint, yet real.

It is not as intense as reproduction, nor as surging as vitality, but rather carries a profound aura that encompasses all things and nurtures all life.

Lynn slowly exhaled.

With a thought, the familiar panel appeared before my eyes.

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Name: Lynn

Realm: Early Stage of Level 4 Morning Star Wizard

Meditation Method: The Anchor of Echoes in the Blue Sky Meditation Method (20000 / 20000)

Level 4 Rule-Based Spell "Close to Heaven": Mastery (5231 / 10000)

Body Refining Secret Technique "Martial Immortal Body": Volume 3 (20000 / 20000)

World Tree: Level 4, Early Stage, Creation Rules (End of Chapter)