The Strongest Magician of Gods

"collapse"

Mo Bei leaped down and landed steadily.

At that moment, a beam of light appeared on the mysterious wall, reflecting off a figure in a dark corner. The figure gradually enlarged, its body enveloped in an intense flame; upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be practicing powerful magic.

"I wonder what will happen!" Mo Bei stared intently at the figure on the wall, slightly nervous.

This wall resembles a memory stone from a magical world, except that the shadows on it have the same face as Mo Bei.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the magic the shadow practiced was the same magic Mo Bei practiced, only that the power of that magic was far greater than the magic he had cultivated himself.

"It's practicing the Fire Dance."

In a split second, Mo Bei discovered what kind of magic the figure on the wall was practicing.

The fireball spell that manifested on the wall last time left a deep impression on Mo Bei, which brought his control over magic to its peak. He was particularly looking forward to what the wall would bring him now.

Dance of Fire. Dance of Fire is an intermediate-level spell, a powerful offensive spell among intermediate-level spells. Only intermediate-level mages can cast Dance of Fire, and it is much stronger than ordinary intermediate-level spells.

When Huo Wu reaches the peak of her cultivation, she can conjure five pillars of fire, which can even burst forth from under the enemy's feet when fighting, with astonishing power.

"That is……"

Mo Bei froze, his mind reeling for a moment. He stared at the figure on the wall, but the next moment, he couldn't believe it.

The fire serpent conjured by the figure inside the wall was condensed to its extreme. The flames resembled a taut steel band wrapped around the stone pillar. The magic had materialized, making it even more terrifying than dark iron chains.

"how is this possible?"

Mo Bei was dumbfounded. The power of Fire Dance was inherently difficult to control, and this was no fireball spell; it was a flame the size of a fist.

"What on earth is this wall? It's terrifying! If someone saw Huo Wu like this, they'd go crazy with fright."

Mo Bei exclaimed in surprise. He was no longer a novice who had just arrived in the magical world. With hundreds of thousands of magic books in his mind, his understanding of magic had surpassed that of his peers.

But what exactly is that wall?

"Could it be that cultivating five pillars of fire is not the highest level of the Dance of Fire? But who can achieve such control over demons?"

Mo Bei felt a chill run down his spine. If he could cultivate to the level that the figure on the wall had reached, then when facing an enemy, he only needed to unleash five extremely refined fire ropes and materialize them through his demonic control ability. At that time, perhaps no one among his peers could break free from such a constraint.

The black flames emanating from his body alone could burn everything, and with the added power of binding, it was like roasting the enemy in a furnace.

And that binding force is so strong that even ordinary defensive magic probably can't neutralize it. Once the black flames touch the defensive magic, they can pierce through it in the blink of an eye.

"Just thinking about it is terrifying. This wall must be a supreme treasure of the magical world, just like the Magic Star Stone."

Mo Bei pondered, his surprise mixed with a touch of solemnity. The magic cast by the recording stone possessed extremely sophisticated magic control abilities.

On the photo stone, the figures and flames surged, and the fire dance transformed into streaks of fire snakes. The fiery red color was gradually replaced by black flames, and the power was astonishing.

Gradually, Mo Bei's expression changed, and his understanding of the Fire Dance Technique continued to increase.

"The significant increase in magical power due to the advancement in my cultivation level has led to a decrease in my magical control. For now, I can only slowly adapt to this immense power and then gradually master it."

He realized that the source of magic was boiling, and a frenzied magical power was filling his meridians.

A fiery red serpent shot out from the magic wand, its ferocity and power overwhelming. Mo Bei could only continuously unleash magic; controlling the fire dance spell was extremely difficult.

"It's not refined enough. The Fire Dance Technique requires more magic energy than the Fireball Technique. To control such violent power is simply a joke. Do you think I'm stupid? But the figure in front of me has indeed cultivated to this level."

Mo Bei repeatedly cast spells, but could never achieve the same level of power as the figure. He was annoyed; it was simply inhuman. If someone could cultivate to such a level of control at this realm, that person would probably be a god. What was even more terrifying was that the figure was using fire dance techniques, and it was made of black flames.

The temperature and the degree of condensation of the black flames were beyond Mo Bei's current control. With his magic control ability, he could at most add a trace of black flame power to the fiery red fireball spell. The black flames were too terrifying. Although there was only a trace, it slowly replaced the fiery red flames. However, the condensation of that trace of black flames completely dissipated.

Mo Bei couldn't fully condense that wisp of black flame, yet it still burned the werewolf to death, demonstrating just how terrifying the power of the black flame was.

"If I could control the flames all over my body to be the color of black flames, I probably wouldn't need to condense them too much, and my fireball spell would be upgraded to a high-level spell."

Mo Bei was sweating profusely as he continuously unleashed his Fire Dance Technique, sending massive fire snakes swirling and the flames surging to their peak.

"Never mind, since it can be manifested on the wall, it's probably not that no one has done it before. But the Fire Dance Technique is more difficult to control than the Fireball Technique. If I want to practice it, I can only adapt slowly and master it little by little."

Mo Bei kept thinking, and once again cast a spell with the magic wand in his hand. The fire serpent suddenly turned into a thin, fiery red line, but it slowly became taut.

Gradually, Mo Bei seemed to have grasped the pattern. The magic wand slowly increased its magic power, and the thin thread also transformed into the thickness of a finger as the magic power increased, until it collapsed at the last moment. After several days of training, Mo Bei could barely control the fire dance technique that was two fingers thick. Fortunately, there was enough time in the space, with one day being equivalent to more than half a month in the outside world.

"It's far from enough. This hasn't even been enhanced with the power of the Black Flame yet. If the Black Flame were added, my meridians would ache slightly."

Mo Bei exhausted all his magical energy and swiftly climbed onto a lotus leaf to meditate.

Whenever his magic was abundant, Mo Bei would flip down and start cultivating again, over and over again. He seemed to know no fatigue and became more and more courageous with each battle.

As time passed, Mo Bei grasped the rules of cultivating the Fire Dance Technique. He continuously dissected the Fire Dance Technique in depth in his mind, and the mysterious magical marks became more profound and deep.

"Dance of Fire"

Mo Bei roared, and dark purple veins climbed up his face. Through continuous cultivation, and with the accumulation of time, his Fire Dance Technique gradually became incredible.

"Hoo"

The fire was fiery red and mottled. Mo Bei's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the distance. As the flames shot into the sky, they spread out in the fiery red light, carrying with them a trace of black flames. At this moment, the fire snake slowly turned black as the black flames spread, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose by a lot.

"This is all we can do for now. It's a little regrettable, but there are more important things to do right now."

Mo Bei pondered for a moment, then reluctantly released the magic, and the fire serpent turned into lukewarm smoke and disappeared.

At this moment, Mo Bei's thoughts had returned to his physical body. Ever since the battle with the great mage, he had felt an even stronger desire to become stronger.

The original owner was already at the level of a high-level mage, and the biggest difference between a high-level mage and a mid-level mage lies in their physical cultivation.

The training of advanced mages involves developing a deeper level of physical strength, allowing the body to withstand more violent magical power, so that they can cast spells with greater ease.

From practicing the Fire Dance Technique, Mo Bei had already sensed that if he wanted to transform the fire element in his body into black flames, he would have to advance to the level of an advanced mage.