Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

「One day later, deep within the Eastern Border Wilderness.」

The silhouette of the Rift Valley was barely visible through the morning mist, like a scar on the face of the Earth.

The cliffs on either side towered thousands of meters high, their gray-black rock faces covered in wind-eroded gullies.

The valley floor was quiet. No birds sang, no insects chirped. Even the wind was sliced into thin wisps by the towering cliffs.

Ian sat cross-legged in the center of the valley floor.

He had already used Witchcraft to flatten the ground and carve three concentric circles into it.

A dark silver light flowed along each line. The circles intertwined, forming a three-layered shielding Witch Array.

Gaga stood thirty meters from the Witch Array, perched on a jutting rock.

It kept its wings tucked in, its mismatched silver eyes scanning the surroundings with vigilance.

Its left eye watched the valley entrance, while its right eye watched the sky.

Its small claws gripped the edge of the rock tightly, talons sinking into the cracks.

"Ian..." it called out, keeping its voice low.

"It’s... so quiet here."

"It’s fine. Just watch the perimeter for me. If you see anything unusual, notify me telepathically at once."

"Roger that!" Gaga bobbed its small head as its body gradually faded into the shadows.

Ian opened his eyes. Deep within his pupils, the faint images of three concentric Star Orbits slowly spun.

After a full day of scouting and preparation, he had confirmed the area was merely quiet, with extremely few Tier Two or higher Extraordinary Creatures.

He retrieved the Jade Box from his Ring and lifted the lid.

A pale gold crystal lay at the bottom of the box. Intricate, star-like patterns flowed across its surface, making it look like a slumbering star.

’Time to begin.’

He picked up the crystal and placed it in his mouth. The instant it touched his tongue, it dissolved into a cool liquid.

It slid down his throat before silently bursting.

Ian’s body shuddered slightly as the Energy spread through his limbs, torso, and head...

Every muscle, every bone, and every blood vessel resonated with this surge of Energy.

Pale gold patterns surfaced on his skin.

The markings spread, tracing the lines of his muscles like an impossibly intricate web of Energy.

It connected every part of his body, uniting it as one.

A panel notification appeared at the edge of his vision.

[Water of Balance now in effect... Duration: 2:00:00]

Ian closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking completely into his Sea of Spirit.

Deep within the Sea of Spirit, three concentric Star Orbits hovered, and the miniature Star Map was accelerating its spin.

Hundreds of points of light traveled along arcane orbits, resembling a miniature Star System.

Ian’s consciousness ’stood’ at the center of the Star Map, gazing up at the border of pure Void above his Sea of Spirit.

That was the gateway to the Void, the channel through which he would draw upon the very essence of a star.

’I hope this all goes smoothly.’

The silent whisper echoed through his consciousness.

He pushed his Meditation Method to its limit, and the stellar array within his Sea of Spirit flared to life.

The light intertwined, forming a silver beam that shot skyward.

The moment the beam of light touched the boundary...

HUMMM!

The barrier of his Sea of Spirit silently split open. Beyond the fissure lay the endless Void.

Ian’s consciousness followed the beam, extending out into the Void.

It passed through overlapping folds of space, through turbulent currents of distorted Energy, through zones of frigid vacuum.

Like a single, fine thread, it extended into the darkness, stretching farther and farther away...

Suddenly, he sensed them.

In the distance, countless stars were calling to him. Their calls were faint, yet perfectly clear.

They were like lighthouses in the night, guiding his way.

The call from one star in particular was the strongest.

It was ancient and vast, pulsing with a primal rhythm. This was the stellar essence he was meant to connect with.

Ian’s consciousness slowly drew closer to that star.

Just as he was about to make contact...

Deep within the Void, a dark purple light abruptly appeared.

The light appeared without a single warning.

It was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, blooming outward in an instant.

’Abyssal Will? This feeling...’

It far surpassed the Level Five aura he’d felt in the Burning Canyon. That matriarch had only been an Abyss Commander.

But this thing before him... Ian’s consciousness froze, his scalp prickling in terror.

He "saw" it.

Deep within the dark purple light was an indescribable ’presence’.

It had no form, no boundaries... only pure, unadulterated Will.

Mad, chaotic, and filled with an eons-old hunger.

’This... this is a true sliver of the Abyssal Will.’

An apex predator that roamed the deepest layers of the Void, capturing and corrupting countless worlds.

It had sensed Ian’s aura.

To be precise, it had sensed the aura of the Abyssal Soul Contract within his Sea of Spirit.

Although the contract had long since been purified by the panel into an information seed, its unique Rule Mark remained.

It was like a brand, seared into the very depths of his Soul.

The Abyssal Will ’looked’ toward Ian.

It had no eyes, but Ian felt himself being ’observed’.

The observation was laced with curiosity, with distortion, and with a certain... amusement.

Then, it transformed into a stream of information and burst into Ian’s Sea of Spirit without any warning.

"A Wizard with an Abyssal Soul Contract in his Soul, yet he remains uncorrupted..."

The instant the Abyssal Will entered...

Deep within Ian’s consciousness, the panel erupted with a violent tremor!

The vibration was so intense it nearly tore his Sea of Spirit asunder.

At the edge of his vision, crimson characters cascaded down like a waterfall of blood.

[Invasion by Abyssal Source Will detected...]

[Invader Level... * ...]

[Activating highest-level Purification protocol...]

A silver vortex abruptly materialized in the center of his Sea of Spirit.

The vortex spun at an extreme velocity, its edges tearing at space itself and emitting a piercing hum.

At the same time, the dark purple Abyssal Will also made its move.

It dissolved into hundreds of millions of fine threads that seeped silently into every inch of his Sea of Spirit.

Each thread carried with it mad whispers, distorted illusions, and information on chaotic Rules.

It was like innumerable needles piercing Ian’s consciousness all at once.

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