Before entering the Divine Domain Fragment, Carl had triple-checked the items for the breakthrough; nothing could go wrong. There was no problem with the Silence Potion either. Firstly, the Silence Potion came from the Cape family. Secondly, Marian had already brought him to the Magic Forest by then; anything she wanted to do, she surely would have done already. Only the Grin Potion, acquired in the Black Swamp, might be an issue. "No wonder!" Carl thought. "No wonder Marian’s attitude towards me was so bizarre—unnaturally warm, yet she seldom saw me." Carl continued, "She doesn’t care about me, but about this body of mine, or rather, about you, who will replace me! The Grey Robed Wizard, Adison!" With that in mind, many of the abnormalities made sense. "Hmm..." Adison looked up, gazing into the darkness ahead, his wrinkled face revealing a smile. "You’re very smart. I’ve been in a deep slumber over the years, not clear about what has happened, but I reckon your guesses are largely correct." He tapped his Magic Wand lightly and spoke softly, "The long years haven’t eroded my yearning for life. I... I don’t want to die yet. It’s just a pity that because of the Master of Dawn’s indifference, without my sacrifice, the Star Gate could not be opened." "Alas!" Adison sighed lightly. "I wanted to see the Kaliem Continent recorded in books, to experience the world through the eyes of a Third-Circle or Fourth-Circle Wizard, so... Carl, my young friend, would you let me take over your body?" You wish! Carl cursed in his heart but remained expressionless, his hands quickly arranging various Demonized Items. To guard against attacks from Star Realm Creatures, he had bought many that could target Soul Bodies. "How did you do it?" Carl asked, trying to buy time while devising tactics. "You sacrificed yourself to open the Star Gate; everyone saw it. Shouldn’t your soul have been destroyed?" "Very simple." Adison, in no hurry to act, spoke leisurely, "Life Box Splitting Technique! It’s a kind of witchcraft that can split one’s soul, sealing a part of it in a Life Box. If the main body dies, the soul can be resurrected through the Life Box. Although this weakens one’s power, it can save one’s life. It’s said to be witchcraft belonging to the Witch Demon. The Life Box Splitting Technique I acquired is not complete. Nor am I a Third-Circle Wizard who can freely divide body and soul. I could only blend my consciousness into the Grin Potion, waiting for someone to consume it and then take over their body." "Why choose me?" Carl pressed on. "When I first met you, I was just an inconspicuous Wizard Apprentice." "Ha..." Adison shook his head gently. "My young friend Carl, you underestimate yourself. Reaching the level of an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice in just a few short years within the Wizard World, and a Great Knight on top of that—such a rate of progress cannot merely be attributed to talent. Therefore, there must be something very special about you, something so special that your Cultivation progress outpaces even those with second-tier Wizard Talent!" Carl’s methods could deceive an Official Wizard, but not a Second-Circle Wizard. Adison smiled and continued, "Once you become an Official Wizard, you’ll understand that Wizard Talent is just a stepping stone. What truly takes a Wizard further is the thirst for knowledge, the pursuit of life, and other things." In the spiritual world, there were no true sounds, but Adison could feel the killing intent rushing towards him. Orıginal content can be found at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Before his ’voice’ faded, a figure in the darkness, holding a Long Spear, had already thrust straight at him. Pure killing intent, concentrated from pure will, could also damage a Soul Body. Simultaneously, dozens of arcs of electricity appeared out of nowhere, striking at his ’body’. The power of Thunderclap has always been the bane of shadowy life and can severely damage consciousness and Soul Bodies. Adison’s expression remained unchanged as he gently raised his Magic Wand. One-Circle Witchcraft—Secret Technique Spirit Light! A gentle halo shimmered and spread out, appearing soft and slow, yet it caused the Thunderbolt to dissipate like smoke. The charging figure was also flung away. Once again, Adison reached out his hand. One-Circle Witchcraft—Death Withering! A pitch-black ray cut through the void and struck the figure; the pure force of destruction caused it to crumble immediately. In the blink of an eye, it dissolved into nothingness. "It’s useless." Adison shook his head lightly. "Even if only a small part of my soul remains, I can still deal with a Wizard who has just advanced..." "Hmm?" He had not finished speaking when he suddenly stopped, looking up with a puzzled expression. The dimensional cage—it was still there! How could it be? Logically, if the consciousness that cast the witchcraft had been destroyed, then the witchcraft itself would also vanish. I must have been muddled from sleep. Adison narrowed his eyes, the casualness on his face quietly dissipating as he murmured to himself, "The figure just now was blurry, not you, my young friend. This means there’s another consciousness in your Spiritual Inner Sea. How odd." Suddenly, a Gale swept through the darkness. Upon closer inspection, it was not wind but a grey mist formed by countless tiny flying insects. "Magic-energized creatures? It seems, in these years, my young friend Carl has earned quite a bit of Magic Stone, possessing so many methods." It was not just the grey mist and Gale. Dark tendrils, Spell Spirit Light, energy torrents—all sorts of attacks surged towards him as if they cost nothing. Adison tapped his Magic Wand again, and visible ripples surged out in every direction. Wherever they passed, all attacks were annihilated. One-Circle Witchcraft—Weakening Aether! After casting three kinds of One-Circle Witchcraft in succession, Adison took a deep breath, weariness showing in his eyes. However, he was aware that he had no way out at that moment. Without a physical body, consumed spiritual power could not be replenished, and he would only weaken over time. He then opened his eyes wide and, with a low roar, declared: One-Circle Witchcraft—Life Resonance! Although this was a One-Circle Witchcraft, its power increased with the caster’s spiritual power. By expending a certain proportion of his spiritual power, a blinding Spirit Light burst forth, rushing towards the surrounding darkness. The labyrinth created by the dimensional cage was forcibly breached by this force, revealing cracks. Adison’s form flickered as he leaped out through one of the cracks. Immediately after, an extreme fear surfaced in his consciousness. Second-Circle Magic—Fear Aura! After Carl advanced to Wizard and his Bloodline integration reached 30%, the Tier of his Fear Aura also increased. Especially here, with the absolute rationality enhanced by the Divine Domain Fragment, the power of the Abyss Bloodline’s Talent Wizardry would not weaken due to insufficient spiritual power. As the Fear Aura descended, Adison’s Soul Body stiffened involuntarily. Simultaneously, spike-covered vines appeared out of nowhere, tightly wrapping around Adison’s Soul Body. Zero-Circle Magic—Sinful Thorns! What Adison perceived was not his eagerly awaited young friend Carl, but a massive squid. The squid extended over a dozen tentacles, each dotted with suckers and eyes. Wrapped around each tentacle was a broad sword. Every broad sword exemplified a Battle Skill. Battle Skill—Holy Sanction! Over a dozen sword lights descended within the Divine Domain Fragment, slicing repeatedly into Adison’s consciousness as the violent force exploded. Carl, still worried that Adison might not die, reached forward with a tentacle, enduring the slicing Sword Qi to activate his Talent Wizardry. A bright light exploded in the Divine Domain Fragment, also blowing Carl away.