Abyss Calendar, Year 35.

Tulisha has been the Great Sage for nine years, destined not to live past ten.

In the last stage of her life, she is in her twilight years, an adorable and introverted little girl transformed into an old lady leaning on a cane, draped in a purple robe, conducting her final research.

"Everything has been completed."

"This land shouldn't need a third Great Sage. I've basically deduced all the low-level realms of the wizard world."

"The next Great Sage should be used after your ascension in the Otherworld, building a new Sage Tower over there."

"However, according to detection, the gateway to that world is extremely distant, requiring vast soul power to ascend across, needing at least the realm of the Legendary Peak."

"Slowly cultivate, it may take another twenty to thirty years."

On her deathbed, Tulisha had already arranged everything.

And the wizards and all living beings of the era already had a premonition.

This remarkable person, this giant who advanced the era, is about to leave them.

People seemed to have already sensed the coming tragedy, as the start of a legendary era also signifies the dusk of a great person.

Sure enough.

This day marked the end of Tulisha's life.

Countless wizards at her bedside shook their heads and walked away, powerless.

"If only she had a few more years!"

"Salute to the era's great person!"

The news spread throughout the world, exploding directly.

The entire wizard world, a great tremor!

Major newspapers wrote various reports and articles, and people began to spontaneously parade, holding various farewell activities.

"The era prospers because someone moves forward carrying the weight!" — Feng Delun Imperial City Times.

"We have always respected their greatness, yet still underestimated their greatness!" — Wadon World News.

The voices echoed across every city.

...

In the academy.

A mentor spoke to the young children:

"This is an unprecedented era of cohesion!"

"Unlike the infighting of the ancient times of Elis and various wars, selfless strong people like Wadon began to emerge, sacrificing great people who passed the torch and advanced civilization repeatedly!"

"Many often tell me: they were born in the wrong era, this era is full of heroes, and they are dim and dull. Now I want to tell you all, we should also be grateful to be born in this era!

We should thank those great people,

We wizards are about to step outside the distant civilization, but we will never forget, wizards are people who pursue truth!"

The era becomes fleeting, heroes successive.

Wadon served for seven years, Svallo for nine years, Tulisha ten years,

Which hero of the Golden Era lived long? Gold is forged with blood!

The mentor recited: "And as a great person is about to pass, let us sing a song of heroes, dedicated to the greatest Ms. Tulisha!"

"Praise Ms. Tulisha!" A student stood up.

Boohoo.

Many young wizards below cried.

The lighthouse is about to collapse, people remember all the silent contributions of the heroes, yet heroes are destined to leave in their era.

...

...

In the memoir "Me and Tulisha".

Weianna, a friend from Mishnaca College, wrote this passage in the book:

"She was still very young at the time, with a lifespan of seven to eight hundred years, timid but a genius, pursued by many male wizards at school who found her adorable, but she was so shy that even refusing was something I helped with. I thought we would be lifelong friends, but that timid girl left that day."

"Only then did I realize that this shy little wizard with unclear speech had light in her eyes, a desire unique to us wizards for pursuing truth. Later, I sent her to the Imperial City to participate in the elections, on a warm day with flowers, a train whistle sounded in the distance, and thick smoke rolled."

"I will always remember the day I asked her: Must you go? She carried her suitcase and said to me: I want... to seize the present."

"When I saw her again, that introverted friend was already wearing the world's only purple robe, paired with the solemn Divine Sage Badge, sitting in the brightest position to welcome her twilight, her frail shoulders carrying an entire civilization, leading wizards across the land, I became her attendant, still taking care of her daily needs, continuing to help the timid her communicate with other wizards..."

Finally, in the bookstore, the noble lady Sibyl looked at the memoir and couldn't help but bawl out loudly...

This era is the purest, an era of blooming colors, filled with a group of the most adorable truth-seekers, sacrificers succeeding one another.

At the bookstore counter, Li Qing just sat quietly next to it, still reading a book.

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky:

"The Ancient Gods of the Holy Hall sent a downpour to farewell the previous sage, yet Proeus, only a monarch on the earth, also seems wanting to offer something to the sage of her generation."

...

Tulisha just sat quietly in a garden blooming with flowers.

The fragrance was intense, and the trees lush.

This elderly person gazed far into the sky beyond the Crystal Wall, waiting for the final end.

Monarch Emperor Proeus slowly approached, looking at the elderly Great Sage who led an era, "I cannot do much for you, only let you witness a historical moment."

"Look at the sky! Your efforts will witness the ascension of the wizard world, I'm going to break through the realm and leave."

This elderly Tulisha was stunned and showed a look of wanting to stop him.

According to calculations and realm classifications, it requires at least the Legendary Peak to break through the realm, for the soul to travel that long distance to reach the end.

Otherwise, death by exhaustion is inevitable.

"I once underestimated your talent and intellect in research, but you also underestimate my cultivation talent and combat power." Proeus just smiled.

He had only cultivated for a few years, already in the legendary middle period.

This speed is frighteningly fast!

But still, he couldn't catch up with Tulisha's death, allowing her to see her achievements before she passed, to witness her successful ascension.

However, during the Legendary Middle Period, according to some secret discussions with wizards he had, as long as he wore the Ancestral Demon Core and absorbed the demon core power of all beings, he could open the Gate of the Undead and temporarily reach the Legendary Peak.

Even so, the side effects would be enormous, costing him a thousand years of life, a decision deemed foolish beyond compare. With his aptitude, slow cultivation wouldn't take long at all.

Tulisha instantly guessed the other party's plan, "Don't..."

"Many things are not about whether they are worth it, but whether you are willing."

He recited:

"Like you all, with only a few years left to live, is it worth it? But you are willing."

Boom!

"I am willing." His expression was solemn as he slowly donned the Ancestral Crown, using the Sage Tower as the center to absorb strands of demon core power from all beings to empower himself.

"This heroic celebration is dedicated to the greatest lady of this era, Tulisha!!"

The man smiled affectionately, with familiar yet terrifying power continuously erupting, "You should witness the fruits of this lifetime with your own eyes."

"I will send back information here."

Boom!

Countless bolts of thunder surged.

A terrifying aura erupted.

The pressure enveloped the entire Abyssal Land.

Even the distant Elf World felt that strong will.

"My heavens, unbelievable, His Majesty intends to break through the world right before her departure as a gift!"

"The Old Gods once offered stormy send-offs, and now His Majesty breaks through the world."

On the streets full of wizards, children, wizards, women, and newspaper vendors gazed at the color of the sky with expressions of disbelief.

"Legend, that is a legend! The king within the world!"

Everyone looked at the fully erupted aura, unable to restrain their shock.

A feeling of incredulous oppression, an immense and boundless Soul Intent Realm swept over, compelling worship.

"Truly the greatest cultivation talent of the age!!"

That terrorizing soul prowess seemed to illuminate the entire sky, like sunlight showering the earth, a genuine legend of the mortal realm.

Snap!

The sky-reaching thunderbolt flickered with dazzling brilliance.

Proeus's entire form began to dissolve, rapidly shrinking, flesh and bone withering, surprisingly being absorbed into the crystal core at his brow.

Immediately after, a 'crack' was heard as the crystal core shattered.

Broke into pieces.

He had completely vanished by then.

At the moment the crystal core shattered, a massive golden soul phantom appeared, as if it was the sole True God within the entire world.

Boom!

Everyone was suddenly jolted in spirit!

His Majesty abandoned the physical body, the soul-condensed figure was about to traverse the Crystal Wall, and step into the world.

The invincible man's phantom turned into a streak of light shooting away, crossing into the ancient eternal boundless Chaos, shrouded in white mist.

He hesitated slightly before the passage, as if he saw something.

Similarly, he wrote down a line of words:

[The Fourth Wizard Monarch Emperor, Proeus steps into the future!]

He proceeded along the dark passage.

"Ah~ please take our glory with you, to the coordinates of the Otherworld, that unknown land..." Children on the ground followed the wandering minstrel's lead, singing out loud. This was destined to be a historic moment.

The world's structure was about to change completely at this moment.

His Majesty went all out, heading to the alien Space-Time, abandoning the physical body, ascending, leaving no way back.

Boom!

Traveling through endless chaos, void, darkness.

Proeus's almost spent soul finally descended, entering a land, swiftly merging into a living body.

Possession.

The life taken over by the soul started to wriggle all over, its structure altered, and gradually a crystal core appeared on its forehead, with the soul residing within the crystal core.

Possession Rebirth!

"Where is this....??"

When he set foot on this strange and vast land of the Otherworld, this land that haunted his days and nights, his eyes could not help but become moist.

"Go back! Look at it! All the hard work!"

He smiled, pointing to the sky, using his last strength to send out an electromagnetic wave message: "We have broken free from the cradle, a great civilization has stepped into the cosmos!"

In the Wizard World, a piece of information suddenly transmitted back, leaving everyone stunned and speechless.

They succeeded.

For a long time, the wizards remained silent, standing still for a long while. The children hugged and cried.

Before their eyes lay an ocean of truth.

In the academy, on the streets, in the high towers, wizards and scholars all unanimously removed their hoods, bowing in respect to the wizard projects they had studied all their lives:

"This is our diverse and splendid era, a tribute to all the explorers in history."

All the names of sacrificers on the legendary path, heroes comparable to gods, would be carried forward with civilization, becoming eternal stars pursued by future generations.

In the garden.

A few physicians stood by the chair.

Tulisha, the Great Sage of the Wizard World, this old woman looked at the returning information, closed her eyes completely, and murmured: "We did it, we did it..."

A gentle breeze passed by, suddenly turning into flying ash, a great person of an era, becoming history.

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