At this moment, it felt as if something silently shattered in their hearts, and from the debris of old days, something new was rapidly being born.
This feeling, only the Six Great Wizards could truly empathize, and even they themselves felt a strong surreal sensation.
Moments later, all the young wizards of the Silver Magic Ring heard Clements’s low murmur.
"Gentlemen... the future of the Silver Magic Ring may well be authored by this name..."
No one spoke, each face only showed a profound complexity.
Ronan released his hand, and Jupiter stumbled back, his face pale.
Ronan finally abandoned the idea of forcibly extracting the Dawn Rank Magic Tool that he had "seized."
Jupiter’s soul was mostly integrated with the Magic Tool, and doing so would likely result in his immediate death.
Although falling in the genius battle was fairly common, Ronan still didn’t want to proceed with it, but he did explore the core of the Dawn Magic Tool and noted down the runes.
Looking up, Ronan saw Jupiter watching him with an incredibly complex look.
The electric and silver lights in the figure behind him shattered quickly, and a huge Mysterious Light Group surged out from his body before entering his own.
In an instant, Ronan felt his soul power surge dramatically, and the fourth Spiritual Power Crystal in his mind grew to its peak in a breath.
Inside the Consciousness Space, specks of golden light gathered, and the fifth Spiritual Power Crystal was rapidly forming...
This speed of spiritual power growth.
"For the true strong, the genius battle is the best crucible for growth..."
Ronan couldn’t help but sigh internally.
At this moment, the gray smoke around him and behind him expanded rapidly, growing by more than a third, the huge cloud covering a large part of the platform high up.
Layers upon layers of gray cloud churned, with strands of smoke trailing down, all originating from Ronan’s body.
At least two-thirds of the mysterious substances that could enhance soul power obtained by Ronan were "stored" in this gray cloud.
The Soul Smoke materialized by Heramus’s unique methods not only represented the strength of the contenders in the seat competition but also their "stake" in this battle of talents.
Only the ultimate "winner" who lasted till the end had the right to leave the field with the richest rewards and glory.
Jupiter staggered and stood in the void, his lips moving slightly as if he wanted to say something to himself.
In the end, he just transformed into a burst of exploding lightning and disappeared.
Ronan sensed Jupiter’s aura gradually fading, guessing he had gone somewhere to silently "heal himself."
For someone like him, who had walked his path adorned with flowers and accolades, the heart and will shattered by this defeat was likely unparalleled, but that had nothing to do with Ronan anymore.
Ronan calmly walked towards the edge of the platform.
He exited the state of "Full Giant Demon Transformation", his colossal ancient demon body gradually returning to its normal form, with Titanium Solidifying Clothing clinging onto him inch by inch; only his shimmering white long hair couldn’t return, fluttering slightly in the wind like a pure white cape.
Outside the arena, his Stone Pillar began to rise, elevating a level, reaching the same height as the previous winners.
At this moment, countless gazes were fixed on Ronan.
At the beginning of the ranking battle, that soul-stirring sensation emerged once again.