Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 828 Family Secrets

The elder's withered face resembled an old tree bark.

Li Daoxian did not speak, but a phantom image of a giant black and white tree appeared behind him.

The roots spread out and wrapped around the Grand Elder's body.

His eyes shone with a soft light as he carefully observed the Grand Elder's every move.

The Grand Elder did not make any unusual moves; he simply sat there, like a stone or a statue.

Let the roots entwine around him.

Is it arrogance? Or confidence?

Li Daoxian narrowed his eyes, waiting with bated breath.

Those tentacles, capable of absorbing even the aura of chaos, seemed to have become entangled with something that did not exist.

It was as if there was nothing inside this withered shell, so the giant tree was unable to absorb anything in any way.

"No need to waste your energy." The elder drooped his eyes, unsurprised by the scene. "Truth is not bound by rules."

Li Daoxian smiled and said, "Can you represent the truth?"

The Grand Elder still looked half-dead, but now he seemed to have a haughty air about him: "I cannot represent the truth, but I was the truth."

"Hmm? You used to be the Wizard of Truth?" Li Daoxian raised an eyebrow.

"Of course." The elder extended his withered right hand and gently flicked it.

The things that had been wrapped around him were brushed aside and curled up beside his hand like obedient pets.

The elder exclaimed in praise, "Not bad, little fellow."

It's unclear whether they're referring to the severed root or to Li Daoxian.

Li Daoxian felt it was the latter, so he sensed obvious malice and instinctively felt a sense of disgust.

He smirked, "In that case, allow me to give it a try."

Suddenly, ten dazzling deep blue crystals floated out from the void behind Li Daoxian, surrounding him.

A crystal suddenly dimmed.

Then, a strong, deep green light burst forth, as thick as a forearm, rushing towards the Grand Elder with a howling malice.

Li Daoxian was certain that even a rule-based wizard could not directly withstand his deadly curse and would have to avoid its edge.

Not only is it reinforced with countless layers of deadly control, but it is also imbued with the malice and killing intent gathered from all his subordinates by the Peace Leader talent, plus the threads of fate that Li Daoxian's talent can see in the Second World. This is a magic that kills instantly upon contact, encompassing all of Li Daoxian's domains in this one strike.

The deadly curse, amplified by multiple layers of enhancement, slammed heavily into the Grand Elder's body.

Green light burst forth, forming a vast green ocean in which countless wronged souls howled. One could even see the hands of countless wronged souls tearing at the Grand Elder's body, trying to drag him to his death.

The elder was thin and frail, yet he stood firm like a rock amidst the deep green storm of death.

The vengeful spirits haunted him until they dissipated, and the Grand Elder remained unharmed.

Li Daoxian did not stop, and several more magic crystals behind him suddenly lost their color and dimmed.

A scorching, pitch-black flame.

Extreme cold that penetrates to the bone marrow.

The surging, violent lightning.

The various talents and laws copied from the Revelation Tree pushed Li Daoxian's various elemental magics to their limits.

When elements fuse together, their power increases exponentially.

It wasn't over yet. The stone magic crystal behind Li Daoxian, whose parts had dimmed, was gradually regaining its luster and was still replenishing itself.

After being replenished, it dimmed once more, condensing into new magic.

Forbidden-level magic was easily wielded by Li Daoxian.

Not only can it be cast instantly, but it also comes with various super-powerful perks such as spell enhancement, spell power, and spell amplification.

Various magical spells appeared in succession, bursting forth with endless rainbow light, like an ever-emerging, inexhaustible tide, pressing down on the Grand Elder.

Li Daoxian wove a magical rainbow waterfall, with death and terror permeating the beautiful radiance.

Every bit of magic was under his control, condensed into the magic, without affecting the furnishings and decorations in the room, and no one else outside the wall even felt the magical fluctuations.

This is the ultimate forbidden spell combination matrix, enough to annihilate anything that stands in its path.

The elder suddenly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and took a step forward.

All the magic suddenly ceased.

At the same time, the magic crystal behind Li Daoxian also froze. The originally bright magic crystal suddenly shattered, and the magic power dissipated.

The elder stood with his hands behind his back, his small frame exuding boundless power. His empty eyes stared at Li Daoxian: "I have said it before, truth is not bound by laws."

"If you answer my questions now, I will grant your wish."

"This is your last chance. You were once a member of the Li family and possess exceptional talent, which is why I'm being patient with you. You'd better not let my patience run out."

Li Daoxian did not answer, but narrowed his eyes, the scene from just now still replaying in his mind.

The moment the elder stood up, all control of his magic was taken away, and the spells he was about to cast were countered and rendered ineffective.

This is precisely why the situation suddenly came to a standstill.

It's understandable that the spell might fail, but how can someone deprive themselves of the right to use their own magic?

To seize control silently before one notices anything amiss, one must be several levels above oneself, relying solely on one's mental strength and magical control.

If they truly possess such strength, why are they keeping such a low profile?

What is he afraid of?

The timing of the other person getting up was a bit abrupt. If it were me, wouldn't it have been a better choice to maintain the same posture and continue to apply psychological pressure?

Is the opponent's ability time-limited or...?

Li Daoxian recalled the events, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

I see……

"A wish?" Li Daoxian chuckled lightly. "You know what my wish is? Yet you dare to spout such nonsense that you can make it come true. On what basis? Just because you're bluffing?"

"I don't like the way you are. If you want me to submit, then show me your strength and let me know what a true wizard is like."

The Grand Elder's eyes were cold and sinister, like those of a venomous snake: "Very well, you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

He took a deep breath, and then his body suddenly swelled up.

His originally thin frame, with its muscles twitching, eventually became well-proportioned and robust.

The sparse white hair on his head has now grown back, turning from white to black and casually draped over his shoulders.

His old face, as white as an orange peel, now had red lips, white teeth, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes, making him exceptionally handsome.

His originally sinister expression now became sinister and extremely charming.

"It seems I have to knock you to the ground first before you'll understand the difference between us."

His arrogance was unmistakable.

This scene clearly shows that the Grand Elder was a lawless and arrogant man in his youth.

Li Daoxian remained silent.

He had no intention of wasting the cutscenes during the time it took for the other character to appear.

The 10 magic crystals behind him flashed and healed, simultaneously bursting forth with a dazzling halo before dimming instantly.

A dark green and a grayish-brown spell were simultaneously unleashed, their aftershocks enveloping Li Daoxian.

All matter within his surroundings disintegrated and vanished into nothingness.

The next moment, Li Daoxian flicked his finger.

Dark green and gray magic intertwined, swirling and bursting forward, aimed directly at the Grand Elder.

A hint of disdain flashed in the elder's eyes.

"You're so stubborn! I've already experienced your magic; it couldn't harm me in the slightest."

"No matter how many times you come, it will be the same. This is a qualitative difference, and it is your destiny."

"Of course I don't know what your wish is, but after today, your only wish can be to return to the truth."

The elder stretched out a hand, fingers spread, and reached out to grab the powerful magic spell.

"Now let me shatter your magic and make you realize the difference between us... Ah—"

The moment the elder's right hand touched the magic, his flesh instantly vaporized, revealing the dark bones inside.

The bones are covered with tiny spikes.

It's less like a skeleton and more like a plant vine.

The same vast ocean of death appeared once more, and the howls of the dead echoed in my ears.

But this time, the Grand Elder was not as composed as he had been the first time; his face was filled with terror.

All the flesh and blood on his body disintegrated, leaving only a mass of black bones, which were constantly melting, seeping out drops of blood that emitted a golden light.

"No, that's not how it is! How could this be?" the elder cried out in pain, his face filled with disbelief. "You couldn't have hurt me."

His surging aura was instantly diminished by a large portion.

Behind him, the roots that had been lying prostrate on the ground now revealed their ferocious faces, with sharp teeth appearing on them, like saws, directly lunging at the Grand Elder and enveloping him.

The sharp teeth pierced deeply into the elder's body.

In an instant, the Grand Elder was drained of all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

The breath is weak.

"No...this is impossible..."

Li Daoxian appeared before the Grand Elder like a ghost, looking down at him with his eyes lowered.

Nothing is impossible.

Judging from the scattered fluctuations of the Grand Elder's soul, he was also doubting himself at this moment: "Your talent and power come from the blood of a saint. As long as you have the blood of a saint in your body, you should not be able to harm me..."

Li Daoxian's guess was confirmed. He stretched out his right hand, raised his fingertip, and condensed a ball of blood-red essence on his fingertip, with fine golden threads densely covering the essence.

Anyone who gazes upon this essence will feel a surge of desire to consume it, and it is almost certain that consuming it will bring great benefits.

The elder's empty eye sockets stared at the blood-red crystal.

His soul pulsed wildly, even distorted by sheer terror: "How is this possible? You extracted the blood of a saint, but if you did, why hasn't your strength decreased?"

"That's impossible! Your extraordinary inspiration and your talent for alchemy are signs of the blood of a saint returning and being nurtured."

Upon hearing this, many of Li Daoxian's doubts were resolved.

He sighed deeply, looked up at the ceiling, his gaze unfocused.

"I see. So-called gifts are simply returning what is mine to me. Strictly speaking, helping to develop potential is indeed a form of help."

"It's just a different skin."

There are no gifts in this world without a reason.

Every action has a purpose.

Strictly speaking, whether Li Daoxian develops the magic potion auxiliary system or plants the Revelation Tree in the strange world, it is essentially the same thing.