The Strongest Magician of Gods

"Humph!"

The old man's seven orifices blazed with rage, a glint of blood flashed in his eyes, and a putrid smell emanated from his body.

In the bamboo forest, Mo Bei's entire body seemed to be ablaze with fire, the power of the two forces having merged to a critical point.

"Click"

A terrifying phenomenon manifested in the sky: dark clouds rolled in, and bolts of lightning exploded in the void with a series of booming sounds.

A slight tremor ran through the forest, startling many small birds, each no bigger than a palm, which flapped their wings and cried out in alarm.

Meanwhile, within his body, a muffled thunderous sound reverberated through his bones. The thunder roared, and a terrifying aura spread outwards, with lightning surging around him. Even his skin was flashed with a few streaks of lightning.

Even more terrifying is that within his magical source, the two seeds seem to be undergoing a transformation. The two seeds represent two kinds of secret power, merging and fusing together to become one.

"rumble"

Flames and lightning erupted, dazzling the seed and even its flesh glowing with a black light. A magical broom that had been suspended in mid-air from the source of magic was instantly incinerated and reduced to ashes upon contact with the power of fire and lightning.

The seed transformed, growing larger than before, with a fire mark and a lightning-like pattern clearly etched on it.

The fusion of the two forces caused the Fire and Thunder Seed to gradually become transparent, and tender sprouts began to emerge from the chaos within.

This moment was terrifying. The spiritual root was being nurtured, and gradually an invisible sprout took root inside the seed. Roots burrowed into the seed, excitedly absorbing the power of fire and lightning. Profound magical patterns gradually appeared on the sprout, waiting for its final birth.

That day shouldn't be too far off.

"Wow"

Mo Bei sat cross-legged, his entire body trembling violently. Above his head, a radiant glow shone brightly, accompanied by crackling flames and thunderous roars.

In an instant, all the pores on his body opened up, and six magical vortexes on his body surged back, turning his entire body golden and radiating extremely dazzling light.

The strange phenomenon continued, and the earth seemed to tremble.

With a deafening crack, more than a dozen bolts of lightning surged through the endless void.

In the dilapidated monastery, the old man glared angrily when suddenly he heard a wave of sound. He looked up and stared at the rolling dark clouds in the sky with his scarlet eyes.

"Hmm, that is..." The old man was shocked. With his own level of cultivation, he could already sense that it was a magical fluctuation.

"Could it be him?"

He lowered his head, his face etched with wrinkles and a deep sense of dread as he pondered the implications.

However, his concern wasn't about how terrifying the phenomenon was; as a great mage, such magical fluctuations posed absolutely no threat to him.

He was alarmed. If it really was that person, it meant that he had solved the problem of his magical spiritual root and was able to start cultivating again.

This was clearly not the scene the old man wanted to see. For a great mage, even if they had to start from scratch, they could quickly improve their cultivation level and magic.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. That's a forbidden technique. Even if he were a magical prodigy, he couldn't break free from such a restriction."

The old man trembled slightly, and with a swift movement, he drifted out of the inner courtyard and hurriedly ventured deeper into the bamboo forest.

"M-Sir, wait for me."

Lin Luo pondered for a moment, struggling with his inner conflict. If such a strange phenomenon was the work of a great mage, he would surely die if he went there with his magical skill. He hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and jumped over the inner courtyard wall to chase after it.

Deep within the bamboo forest, extremely loud thunderous sounds emanated from Mo Bei's body. The thunderous sounds were so powerful that they seemed to contain some kind of rhythm, causing the rows of bamboo to sway innocently.

"squeak"

A series of cracks appeared on the bamboo; it was that very rhythm that caused even the strong bamboo to break apart.

"Does the aura contain powerful lightning energy?"

As they advanced, the old man gradually calmed down and became completely at ease. He remembered that the fat monk was a wood-type mage, and the reason he hadn't died yet was because the wood element contained terrifying life force, which was what kept him alive.

However, this person is a genuine lightning mage; a person's magical constitution cannot suddenly change.

"Humph!"

The old man calmed down, and his anxious expression cleared.

"Swish"

He slowly lowered his body, his toes touching the ground, and immediately saw where Mo Bei was sitting cross-legged.

Mo Bei sat cross-legged, his body radiating a deep, dark black aura of lightning power. The lightning flowed through his flesh, cleansing his bones and blood.

"What a powerful physique. So young, yet he has already cultivated to the peak of the Burning Acupoints realm."

The old man was several feet away from Mo Bei, but he could clearly see the surging power in Mo Bei's acupoints, flowing through his skin, and his entire body was enveloped in lightning.

"grown ups."

Lin Luo's voice came from afar, and in less than a breath he arrived behind the old man.

At this moment, Mo Bei had already anticipated that someone was coming. Just from the aura of the two people, he could sense something unusual.

As soon as the voice called out "Master," Mo Bei's body trembled slightly. The voice was very familiar, probably coming from an acquaintance. Who could it be? In an instant, images flashed through his mind, one after another, until finally one image appeared in his mind.

Mo Bei remained seated, the fusion of fire and lightning power nearing its end. He absolutely could not be interrupted at this moment. If anything went wrong, the volatile fire and lightning power would shatter the magic seed in the magic source in an instant. If such a dangerous situation occurred, it would be troublesome.

He became impatient and angry.

"It's him."

Lin Luo was filled with astonishment. In the battle in the Magic Forest, Mo Bei's magic had left a deep impression on him, and it was this person who caused his mission to fail.

However, it was precisely because of this person that he received Lord Mu's reward. Lord Mu was very interested in this person, which he deduced from the other man's expression.

"What an unexpected bonus!"

As Lin Luo pondered, the way he looked at Mo Bei changed, as if he were facing a selection of ultimate magic spells.

"Humph!"

The old man was slightly angry. He had suffered countless humiliations throughout his life, and it was only in his old age that he had finally cultivated to his current level.

Looking back on his life, he realized that it was those geniuses who had made his path of cultivation fraught with hardships. The old man also harbored an instinctive aversion to those who considered themselves geniuses.

"boom"

The old man unleashed his magic, stomping his foot with tremendous force, causing the foundation to tremble, and a surge of immense dark energy crawled out from the foundation.

Immediately afterwards, dark magical patterns appeared on the ground, and two skeleton soldiers rose from the ground, half of their bodies rolling in the mud, holding a cross sword and a skull shield in their hands.

"Nani"

Lin Luo's face turned green. Two skeleton soldiers stood up, each as tall as a person, their bone-filled eye sockets glowing with eerie green flames. They walked towards Mo Beisha.