The genius who counterattacked the mainland

Xu Tiancai and the others gazed in the direction the Envoy of Light had vanished, their hearts awash with mixed emotions. Ah Gang stood up and brushed off the dust. Though exhausted, his eyes held a resolute look. "This world truly hides countless powerful forces unknown to us. But as long as a threat exists, I will not lay down my battle axe."

Xu Tiancai nodded slightly and carefully put away the Heart of Earth. Its light was now slightly dimmed, as if it had consumed considerable strength in its confrontation with the Dark Devil. "The Envoy of Light is right. The dark forces are only temporarily sealed. We must become stronger to cope with future crises." He gripped the Colorful Flowing Sword tightly. Though the blade's multicolored light was no longer as dazzling as it had been during battle, it still exuded an aura of tenacity.

Lin gazed at the gradually dissipating traces of darkness in the sky and said thoughtfully, "The power of that angel of light is pure and powerful, as if it comes from another, higher world. Can we reach that level through cultivation?"

The mysterious figure stood with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn. "The appearance of the Envoy of Light may be an opportunity for us to realize that there is an even more powerful guardian force in this world. But reaching that level is no easy task. We need to explore more ancient ruins and search for the legendary divine heritage."

The Ice Princess waved her wand, dispersing the remaining ice magic around her. She said, "We've endured many trials in this desert. Perhaps it's time to leave and venture into a wider world. I've heard that in the far north, there's a mysterious Ice Temple, containing a powerful source of icy power. If I could obtain it, my ice magic would surely reach new heights."

The white-robed figure's flute playing became soothing and melodious, as if dispelling the post-battle fatigue of the crowd. "I also sense a mysterious musical force calling from the depths of the eastern sea of ​​clouds. Legend has it that this is the secluded abode of the ancient god of music. If I can grasp its true meaning, my flute music may have the power to change the world."

Xu Tiancai pondered for a moment and said, "Now that we all have a direction, let's each embark on our own journey. But before that, we need to agree on a time and place to meet again so that we can fight the forces of darkness together in the future."

After discussion, they decided to gather at the Holy Spirit Square in the center of the continent on the Autumnal Equinox three years from now. Afterward, they said goodbye to each other and each set out towards their respective goals.

Xu Tiancai embarked alone on a quest to reach the higher realms of star power. He journeyed through a dense forest, its trees so tall and dense, their branches intertwined, that sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting only dappled shadows. Strange creatures darted through the trees, some gleaming with light, others emitting strange cries. Xu Tiancai advanced cautiously, ever vigilant for possible danger.

Deep in the forest, he discovered an ancient stone tower. It emanated a faint starlight, seemingly connected to the astral power he cultivated. Xu Tiancai approached the tower and discovered that its doors were engraved with star patterns and ancient runes. He attempted to touch these runes with his astral power. As he infused it with the power, the tower door slowly opened, and a powerful suction drew him in.

The interior of the stone tower was a vast space, its walls inlaid with countless gleaming star gems. In the center stood a massive astrolabe, its star patterns slowly rotating, as if unravelling the mysteries of the universe. Drawn by this mysterious power, Xu Tiancai walked over to the astrolabe, sat cross-legged, and began to immerse himself in the deep cultivation of the star power.

As he cultivated, his consciousness gradually entered a strange astral realm. Within it, he witnessed the birth and destruction of stars, and felt the vastness and depth of their power. Gigantic stars streaked past him, some blazing like the sun, others as cold as an ice cellar. As Xu Tiancai journeyed through the astral realm, constantly absorbing the essence of their power, his own power gradually becoming purer and more powerful.

Meanwhile, Agang journeyed towards a mysterious mountain range. This region was renowned for its ruggedness, with steep peaks and jagged rocks. Thick fog permeated the mountains, hiding a variety of powerful magical beasts. Agang fought his way through the thorns and thorns, relying on his powerful eternal fighting spirit to slay many of the magical beasts that stood in his way.

Deep within the mountains, he discovered an ancient fighting ruin. The ruins were filled with a rich vortex of fighting spirit, and the walls were inscribed with training methods and combat experiences for various fighting techniques. Agang was thrilled, knowing this was a golden opportunity for self-improvement. Within the ruins, he found a manual containing the ultimate fighting technique, "Unparalleled Overlord." The text was ancient and obscure, but with unwavering faith and unwavering perseverance, Agang diligently delved into it.

Following the instructions in the secret manual, he continued to cultivate within the ruins. Each time he cultivated, a powerful burst of fighting spirit erupted, and his body grew stronger under the tempering of the fighting spirit. During his training, he discovered a trial space within the ruins, filled with various powerful phantom fighters, each possessing immense strength and masterful combat skills. Without hesitation, Agang entered the trial space and engaged in fierce battles with the phantom fighters.

Lin arrived at a vast plain of wind. Strong winds blew year-round across the plain, and the wind element was extremely active. Lin fully felt the rhythm of the wind element on the plain, her figure moving like a spirit in the wind.

She discovered a wind castle suspended in mid-air. Constructed from pure wind, it was surrounded by a powerful vortex of wind. Lin carefully controlled the wind element and approached the castle. Upon entering, she beheld the phantom of a wind spirit. The spirit's eyes gleamed with recognition as it gazed upon Lin. "Your presence here demonstrates a deep connection with wind. I will teach you the ultimate secret of wind—the 'Breath of the Wind Spirit.'"

Under the guidance of the phantom wind spirit, Lin began to cultivate the "Breath of the Wind Spirit." She needed to deeply merge her soul with the wind element, sensing every subtle shift in the wind. As she practiced, her body gradually became transparent, as if merging with the wind. She could feel the wind caressing the earth, echoing through the valley, and roaring across the ocean.

The Ice Princess embarked on a difficult journey to the Far North. The Far North was bitterly cold, with snow and ice flying everywhere and fierce winds slicing at her face. Relying on her powerful ice magic, the Ice Princess struggled forward across the icy plains.

She finally found the legendary Ice Temple. Encased in a thick layer of ice, it emanated a cold, blue light. The Ice Princess approached the temple, and the gates slowly opened, releasing a powerful icy aura. Inside, a massive ice statue clutched an icy-blue crystal, a source of powerful icy power.

The Ice Princess walked before the statue, knelt respectfully, and began to absorb the power within the icy blue crystals. As she absorbed this power, her ice magic rapidly increased, and the ice around her body grew thicker and harder. Within the Ice Temple, she comprehended the highest realm of ice magic—"Freezing the World." This magic could instantly freeze vast areas, forming a world of ice.

The man in white flew towards the depths of the eastern sea of ​​clouds. Within the sea of ​​clouds, shrouded in mist, lay countless mysterious islands and bizarre creatures. He journeyed through the sea of ​​clouds, searching for the secluded retreat of the ancient god of music.

On a mist-shrouded island, he discovered an ancient Qinyin Pavilion. Inside, a variety of ancient musical instruments were displayed, and the walls were engraved with instructions for practicing musical melody and powerful sonic attack techniques. A man in white entered the pavilion, picked up a glowing guqin, and began to play.

The sounds of his flute and the guqin blended together, creating a wondrous resonance. As he played, his consciousness entered a musical illusion. Within this illusion, he beheld the figure of an ancient musical deity, who revealed the boundless secrets of the power of rhythm and imparted to him a long-lost musical skill: "Heavenly Sound Requiem." The man in white diligently cultivated within the illusion, and his flute music gradually acquired a soul-shaking power.

Three years passed in a flash, and Xu Tiancai and the others had made tremendous progress in their respective cultivation journeys. With anticipation for the future and wary of the resurgence of dark forces, they converged on the Holy Spirit Square. There, they reunited, each radiating an even more powerful aura than before, their eyes filled with a newfound resolve and confidence. They knew a new journey was about to begin, and that even more challenges awaited them. Together, they would safeguard the peace and tranquility of this mysterious continent.