Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 290 - 150: Spatial Elemental Spirit, Dawn Magic Tools_3

Just as the two encountered each other, the opponent didn’t hesitate at all and directly attacked him, there was no need for any reason.

The Young Wizard’s Task Ring held more abundant gains than his own, unbelievable where he had good luck sweeping through, the ring was actually filled with numerous oddly shaped Potion Crystal Bottles.

Ronan swept everything inside into his own Ring, then casually threw the emptied Ring back on the young man.

This guy’s head received a heavy blow, nearly both of the Spiritual Power Crystals in his mind were shattered by Ronan’s two palms, and after waking up, he would need some time to recuperate; he wasn’t capable of continuing exploration for the time being, and effectively withdrawn from this exploration mission.

Just when Ronan was about to cross over the other’s body and continue upwards...

Suddenly, the entire spiral staircase began to shake violently, strong fluctuations of Space Energy Particles emanated from both sides of the staircase.

Before Ronan could consider how to respond, a burst of intense silver light emanated from either side of the staircase, and he only felt his body being powerfully sucked towards one side, uncontrollably leaning over, followed by a dizzying Space Transmission.

After barely stabilizing his figure and reopening his eyes.

He startlingly found himself standing in a straight long corridor.

This corridor was intensely eerie, all four sides up, down, left, and right were composed of mirrors.

Mirror reflecting mirror, the mirror images layered upon one another... for a moment, Ronan couldn’t tell how many of himself there were in total.

With a slight movement, countless shadows around him mirrored the same action, making the sense of space and distance incredibly diminished at this moment.

Ronan felt like there was someone moving behind the mirrors nearby.

Breathing sounds, chanting sounds, Spell booming sounds...

A mix of messy sounds seemed to be very close by, and they were not coming from only one direction or location; it seemed like many others were also transported to a similar place, actually very close to each other.

Just as Ronan was contemplating whether to attempt to break through the walls on either side to see if it was as he speculated.

A supremely intense light, accompanied by a rich surge of Space Energy Particles, came from the end of the Mirror Corridor.

Ronan squinted hard and looked into the distance, faintly discernible, he saw a figure dazzling like the Sun in silver, standing at the other end of the corridor, directly facing him.

A wave of consciousness traveled across immense distances, abruptly transmitting into his mind.

It was a completely indistinguishable voice, harsh and obscure.

Speaking softly.

"Reflected Light Corridor... pass through... heritage... eight..."

"Buzz——"

...

Meanwhile, outside the Secret Realm, above the peaceful and tranquil Mirror Lake.

Over a hundred various-sized water-screen projections suddenly all converged toward one spot, silently colliding into each other, forming a super-large gigantic water-screen.

On the water-screen projection, one could see names from various factions, all the Wizard Geniuses involved in the exploration of the Secret Realm were lined up in the same eerie corridor.

At the end of the corridor, a dazzling silver light orb, resembling the Sun, kept transforming into various shapes, emitting bursts of powerful, mysterious, and obscure energy fluctuations.

The originally sitting or standing four Level 3 Wizards above Mirror Lake, upon seeing the appearance of the silver orb, their figures simultaneously shuddered, abruptly standing up from the Void, eyes fixed on the orb of silver light, uttering in disbelief.

"Spatial Elemental Spirit! Dawn Level Magic Tools?!"