CHAPTER 500: 07 REVISITING ANOTHER WORLD

"Master of Essence!"

"King of Thousand Forms!"

"Taiwei..."

Divine Names... With the Divine Names silently chanted in his mind, the Divine Domain Fragment immediately stirred with ripples, pulling several souls into it.

Under Carl’s control, the souls unfolded like pages of a book, revealing past experiences one by one. Many secret cultivation Magic Doors that were never shown to others were no longer secrets.

Kill one person, gain the memories of one. If I were to kill millions, wouldn’t I become an immortal on the spot?

This is but a Divine Domain Fragment. If it were an actual god...

No wonder gods are omniscient and omnipotent!

Carl shook his head gently and set his gaze upon Dies’s inherited Magic Door, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Fire Condensing Technique!"

Although it is only a Second Order inheritance, this fire demon’s Magic Door is indeed profound. It can even transform the body into flames to a certain extent. This is something that one would have to reach Third-tier to achieve in the Secret Cultivation Association’s Magic Doors.

Hmm...

I wonder if this Magic Door for concealing aura can hide from the Green family’s methods? Probably not.

The primary reason Carl hid in the Dream Market and dared not venture out was his fear of the Green family. If I could cover the Green family’s method of locking onto my aura... then I could go wherever I wished in the future.

"Fire Element!"

Touching his chin, Carl pondered thoughtfully. Could it be that I have an affinity with the Fire Element? If I switch to cultivating fire, I won’t have to worry about inheritance before becoming a Four-Circle Wizard...

"Forget it!"

He shook his head and said, "If I want to construct the Three-rings Witchcraft, Life Source, within the realm of a Second Circle Wizard, I cannot change the Meditation Method."

"Even if I were to change, it would have to be after the Life Source is fully constructed."

All was set. As he was about to return to the Main World, Carl had a sudden thought, an unusual idea.

I wonder how the Otherworld is doing?

The resources of the Otherworld had been crucial in his rise from a downtrodden Baron to his current status in just a few decades.

If lost... it would indeed be a great pity!

Even though he still had the Divine Domain Fragment as a trump card, as well as the Golden Finger, he would miss out on exploiting the resources of an entire world.

"Let’s go take a look!"

With narrowed eyes, Carl teleported to the Otherworld. Although he guessed that the Otherworld was extremely dangerous now, he simply couldn’t resist the urge to see for himself.

What if... what if nothing is wrong there?

BOOM!

CRACK...

Thunder roared, deafeningly.

Carl’s body appeared in the void. Surrounding him were howling cyclones, reversing currents, cracking earth, and the collapsing sky.

The Blood Moon, which had always hung in the sky, fragmented like a broken corpse, piece by piece plummeting toward the earth.

WHOOSH...

Suddenly, a giant maw that devoured all appeared, and the land within thousands of miles fiercely rushed into it.

Carl’s heart raced. Damn! He subconsciously wanted to return to the Divine Domain Fragment.

Unexpectedly, what used to be a place he could return to with a mere thought now seemed to be held by some tremendous force, trembling and unstable, preventing his return. His body flickered between phantom and solid but was continuously unable to escape the pull and return to the Divine Domain Fragment.

BANG!

A massive shadow smashed towards him. Carl’s body trembled violently, and he lost control as his mind went blank, plunging downward.

Holy Demon Transformation!

Ten Thousand Buddha Hands—Vajra Seal!

BANG!

BANG! BANG!

In the pitch-black darkness, his spiritual power was in chaos, and his body kept colliding with other objects.

It felt like a century might have passed, or perhaps just an instant.

By the time Carl came to his senses, his body had slammed heavily into the deep sea. Pain surged throughout him, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred.

BANG!

The seawater surged over a hundred meters into the sky. Carl, submerged in the deep sea, looked through the surface at the collapsing sky.

The Moon Goddess’s Divine Domain, the ’Blood Moon’, was falling chunk by chunk from the Star Realm to the Mortal World.

Hundreds of meters long, twisted, and horrific tentacles stretched across the void, madly dancing and swinging.

An eye as large as the moon itself slowly opened.

Several ancient and vast shadows stood above the horizon, twisting and overturning a portion of space and time.

...

"Ah!"

Carl screamed in horror as his eyes burst instantaneously. The mere leakage of the Evil God’s aura, a glimpse of which he caught, caused his body to lose control and begin to collapse.

The Divine Domain Fragment in his Spiritual Inner Sea flickered like mad, and then a powerful force dragged him into it.

「Divine Domain Fragment」

Carl’s body constantly shifted between the shape of an Abyssal Squid and a human, most of the time somewhere in between.

After a long while.

WHOOSH...

"I almost died over there!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Carl barely managed to revert to human form, his reborn eyes still filled with terror.

I am, after all, a Second Circle Wizard, and I have even practiced Spirit Secret Techniques. Theoretically, I even have a chance to withstand a Fourth-tier spiritual assault.

Just now... it was likely a Sixth Rank Upper God, or even a Seventh Order Main God, clashing in battle. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be unable to withstand even the residual ripples of their aura.

Heaving a long sigh, Carl shook his head helplessly. "It seems that the Moon Goddess’s Barrier has ultimately shattered, and the invasion by an Outer Realm Evil God is now a foregone conclusion."

"In the future..."

"Forget it!"

「 」

Although Evgeny did not agree with Carl’s ideas, he carried out his orders diligently and meticulously. He had Anglie forge thirty-six tokens.

Each token was infused with anti-counterfeit markings, difficult for others to replicate, and then given to certain Wizards.

At the trading event in three months, only those in possession of a token would be allowed entry; all others would be turned away at the door.

Moreover, they would need to verify their assets. Without sufficient funds, or goods of equivalent value, even those with tokens would not be allowed to participate in the trading event.

Of course, to provide corresponding safeguards, Carl granted everyone holding a token certain privileges, allowing them to leave the Dream Market at any time. Furthermore, he prepared different passages for each person to ensure nobody would be tracked or ambushed.

「Half a year went by like this.」

Another seven-day trading event began.

"Why?"

Watching the Wizards enter the trading event one by one, and the merchants wanting to buy the tokens at high prices, Evgeny wore a puzzled expression.

They’re spending money, and they’re still fighting to get in?

"Mr. Conni."

In a quiet private room, the soul Wizard Albert bowed respectfully, his face serious. "Thank you for saving my wife. If there’s anything you need in the future, please do not hesitate to ask."

"You’re too kind." Carl gestured with one hand. "Sit down and talk."

"How is Miss Mammon doing now?"

"...Not very well." Albert’s expression darkened. "I’m planning to find a life-aspect Second Circle Wizard to reconstruct a physical body for her, but she is not willing."

Reconstructing a physical body is no trivial matter. The array of materials required, along with hiring a Second Circle Wizard, would surely leave Albert penniless.

Moreover, the reconstructed body would be merely that of a mortal, possessing no Wizard Talent, and even its lifespan would be limited. It was equivalent to finding a doll for Mammon to possess.

It’s no wonder Mammon wouldn’t agree to him squandering his life savings on a substitute body that wouldn’t live long.

"She wants to refine herself into a Puppet, so her consciousness could last a while longer to accompany me..." Albert’s voice tinged with sorrow, and he hesitated to continue.

There are numerous methods to infuse one’s soul into an Inheritance Witchcraft. The woman in the painting Carl possessed was of this sort. However, separating the soul from the body is not something a First Circle Wizard can achieve.

Over time, the memories within the soul would gradually fade until it became a blank slate—an ’AI’ that only followed commands.

In conclusion, neither option was favorable.

"My condolences," Carl offhandedly offered his sympathies, then steered the conversation. "You say you have a lead on something I’m interested in?"

"Yes." Albert nodded. "I know a Second Order Barrier Master who is especially adept at concealing auras and sealing various devices."

"The talisman he crafted once helped a Wizard escape from the clutches of a Third-tier Divine Son of an Evil God."

"And that talisman was not even his proudest creation."

"Oh!" Carl’s eyes brightened. "Where is he?"

"He has been aiding the Green family in exploring a demi-plane and only recently came out," Albert said. "I have already notified him; he will arrive shortly."

Carl gave an awkward smile. "Albert, do you know why I need a method to conceal my aura?"

"Why?"

"To cover up the Green family’s aura on me."

Albert’s expression stiffened. "Um... I wasn’t quite aware of that."

"Never mind," Carl said exasperatedly. "Then, is he still willing to come and trade?"

"When he heard it was for you, he agreed readily." Albert pursed his lips. There might be a problem.