Wizard: My Skills Can Infinitely Break Through

"Argh!"

Countless piercing screams rang out, accompanied by the dense sound of breaking bones. The Cultists’ bodies were crushed, pinned flat against the ground.

"What... what is this Superpower?"

The Pope’s expression changed drastically. Dark purple Energy erupted from him, forming a barrier in an attempt to resist the Gravity.

But it was utterly useless. The Gravity Field was like a giant net, penetrating everything and tightening its grip.

"We’ve prepared for so many years! How can the ritual fail?! Absolutely not!"

He roared at the sky, his hands rapidly forming a Sealing Technique. At the center of the altar, the dark purple crystal flared with brilliant light.

The connection was re-established, and the Rift showed signs of expanding once more.

Ian’s eyes were filled with contempt. ’A futile effort.’

He made a grasping motion with his right hand. Deep within his chest, the crimson Light Core began to spin, faster and faster.

The temperature began to climb—one thousand degrees, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

The heat radiating from the Light Core was sealed firmly within his body by the Gravity Field, not a single trace leaking out.

But the surrounding air began to distort, and light started to bend.

"To die beneath the Star Core... is a kind of blessing in itself."

Ian threw his hand downward, and a ball of impossibly pure light fell.

Wherever the light passed, the air was ionized and the mist instantly vaporized.

The moment the Runes on the altar came into contact with the light, they silently melted away like snow in the blazing sun.

The dark purple crystal trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared on its surface.

The hundreds of Cultists didn’t even have time to scream. From the outside in—skin, muscle, bone, organs—they were stripped away layer by layer until not even Ashes remained.

The two Bishops desperately held up an Energy shield, but it lasted only for half a breath before the incandescent white light pierced through their bodies.

"AHHH!!!"

Their dark purple Long Robes turned to ash, revealing their distorted bodies beneath, which then also began to vaporize.

The Pope also let out a wretched howl as Dark Gold Energy surged out, solidifying into a heavy shield before him.

The shield’s surface was covered in twisted Runes, emitting a dense Abyssal Aura.

The pillar of light slammed into the shield, which rapidly dissolved.

"No! I am a Legend! How can I die here..."

The Pope’s pupils contracted, and for the first time, a look of terror appeared on his face.

A vicious glint flashed in his eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood.

"My Lord... please grant me Power!"

He roared at the sky as his body began to distort.

His skin split open, and dark purple Tentacles squirmed out from the wounds. His aura began to skyrocket.

From Legend Initial Stage, it soared to the Middle Stage, and then... the Late Stage.

The Power of Distortion allowed him to instantly jump two Small Tiers, but the price was the complete loss of his sanity, reducing him to a puppet of the Abyss.

"Gaga!"

Gaga shot out of the mist and landed on Ian’s shoulder, its small eyes wide as it stared at the distorted Pope below.

"Ian, how did he get so much stronger just by turning into a monster?!"

"This is the Abyss’s Power of Distortion. In reality, he’s already dead."

The pillar of light from Ian’s right hand dissipated, and he slowly descended to land in front of the monster.

The distorted Pope no longer looked human at all.

Its ten-meter-tall body was covered in a dark purple Shell. Six Tentacles grew from its back, each tipped with a crimson eye.

"Die... die..."

It hissed, all six Tentacles shooting out at once, stabbing toward Ian like six javelins.

Ian didn’t dodge. He simply raised his left hand, palm facing outward, and a pale golden light of Purification surged forth.

SIZZLE!

Black smoke rose from the surface of the Tentacles as they rapidly rotted away and disappeared.

"AWOO!"

The distorted monster let out a pained roar. Its Tentacles retracted, their tips dripping a viscous black fluid.

Bathed in the light of Purification, a sliver of clarity flashed in its crimson eyes, but it was quickly drowned in madness again.

"My Lord... will not let you go..."

Ian sneered. "Don’t you worry. I’ll find it soon enough."

With that, he raised his right hand again. This time, it wasn’t a ball of light that coalesced in his palm.

It was a... Light Spear.

The Light Spear was only a meter long. A vivid crimson flowed along its shaft, and the space at its tip was slightly distorted, its temperature bending the very light around it.

"I’ll call you... Red-Pointed Spear!"

It was Wei Song’s signature Skill, but in Ian’s hands, it had evolved again, its power more than doubled.

Ian thrust his right hand forward, and the Red-Pointed Spear pierced through space, flying toward the Pope.

The distorted Pope felt a pang of terror and tried to dodge, but its body was locked in place by the Gravity Field.

It roared again, its six Tentacles flailing wildly in an attempt to block the attack.

But it was useless. The Red-Pointed Spear became a streak of red light, instantly piercing through the Tentacles.

PFFT!

The spear tip emerged from its back, carrying a spray of black blood that vaporized from the high temperature before it could even hit the ground.

The distorted Pope’s movements froze. It looked down at the gaping hole in its chest.

The flesh at the edge of the hole was carbonized, the Shell had melted, and its internal organs had been directly vaporized.

"My Lord..."

It opened its mouth, trying to say something, but the terrifying Thermal Energy contained within the Star Core had already erupted.

With a BOOM, its entire body turned to ash in the extreme heat.

With a thought, Ian dispersed the Red-Pointed Spear and looked at the still-intact crystal.

The spatial Rift above the crystal began to slowly shrink due to the ritual’s interruption, but the process was very slow.

’It needs to be completely purified...’ Ian raised his right hand and activated the Gravity Rule.

An invisible Force Field enveloped the crystal, prying it loose from the altar.

The crystal trembled violently, trying to resist, but the Gravity Field held it firm like a giant, invisible hand.

At the edge of his vision, the panel silently vibrated.

[Corrupted World Origin Fragment (Level Five) detected.]

[Pollution Level: 87%. Purify?]

’Yes,’ Ian confirmed with a thought.

A pale golden light rippled across the panel’s surface and submerged the crystal.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The crystal struggled violently, but after a silent scream, it quickly grew calm. The dark purple faded, replaced by a pure, radiant gold.

[Purification complete. Commencing absorption of World Origin...]

The panel’s notification flashed, and then a thread of golden Energy was fed back to him.

In his Sea of Spirit, five-colored lights intertwined, madly Devouring the influx of Energy as the progress bars began to jump.

Gravity Rule: 52%→53%.

Thermal Energy Rule: 47%→48%.

Purification Rule: 27%→28%.

...

Every percentage point of growth represented an all-around improvement for Ian.

More importantly, the panel also fed back a deeper "understanding" of the world’s Rules.

Ian could feel that his "attunement" with this world had increased yet again.

He withdrew his hand and looked at the spatial Rift above the altar. With the World Origin Fragment stripped away, it began to shrink with increasing speed.

The entire Rift started to collapse.

"Gaga, time to go."

Ian called to Gaga in the shadows, transformed into a streak of light, and rushed toward the exit.

Outside, the dark purple mist in the valley began to slowly dissipate. Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting down faint rays of light.

Ian’s figure flashed into view as his gaze swept across the valley.

"Advisor Yin, there were no problems outside. Is... is it over inside?" Zhou Zhen approached with his team.

"Yes," Ian nodded and briefly recounted what had happened inside.

"Clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils."

"Yes, sir!" Zhou Zhen immediately got his team to work.

The team members’ gazes toward Ian had transformed from a distant awe into fervent worship.

One Level Five Legend, two Level Four Peaks, and hundreds of Cultists... not even ash was left.

He had so nonchalantly eradicated a Cult that had been a scourge for two hundred years.

Ian ignored their gazes, frowning slightly. The reward from the world he had expected never came.

When Wei Song purified the Rift, he received a world insignia, but this time, Ian got nothing.

’Is it because... our Souls are from the same source?’ Ian guessed to himself.

He and Wei Song shared the same Soul source. The World Will probably considered them a single entity, so there was no repeat reward.

Furthermore, just like when Wei Song purified the Rift last time, no Source Crystal Vein Ore had formed in the vicinity.

’It seems the source of the Source Crystal Vein Ores is the purified World Origin itself.’

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, followed by a faint smile. ’Good. That suits me just fine.’

Gaga landed on his shoulder and blinked its small eyes. "Ian, where are we going next?"

"First, we’ll return to Jiangzhou to collect our Source Crystal payment," Ian said, turning to walk toward the valley exit.

"And then... we purify the next Rift."