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Inside her personal tent at the Explorer's Camp, Mo Lan stood beside the Well of the Sky and activated the Seran world invitation in her hand. After the familiar pulling sensation of cross-world teleportation, the expected feeling of landing never came. Instead, she seemed to have fallen into a peculiar state of "suspension." She couldn't see anything. Her limbs felt weak and limp, and she could faintly feel a resilient, elastic barrier surrounding her. She appeared to be trapped in a cramped space. Rich,…-
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As the inherited memories unfolded before her "eyes" like pages of a book, Queen Eliana's words were confirmed. She saw the magnificent magical capitals built by high Elves in ancient times, soaring into the clouds. She saw Elf archmages guiding elemental tides with a wave of their hands, reshaping heaven and earth in spectacular fashion. And she saw, in the epic tableau of the Primordial War, Elf legions fighting shoulder to shoulder with dragons against otherworldly invaders, safeguarding all of…
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After seeing the others off, Mo Lan returned home only to hear a knock at the door. Glancing at the icon flickering on the magical clock beside the door, someone was visiting at the lakeside cottage in Witch's Town. "Who could it be at this hour?" Mo Lan walked to the door with mild curiosity, gripped the handle, and with a flicker of thought, turned the magical clock's hand to the lakeside cottage icon before gently pulling the door open. Standing outside, beaming with a radiant smile, was Sylph. "You're…
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After two hundred years, Mo Lan's Starsea Ark finally traversed the boundless void once more and returned to the star region where the Valen world was located. In the observation lounge beyond the boundary membrane, everyone gathered together, their gazes fixed on the familiar world ahead. Yet almost at first glance, they all sensed something was off. "Wait... is Valen's boundary membrane significantly stronger than when we left?" A flicker of confusion passed through Lilith's ruby-red eyes. Traci nodded.…
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Chapter 922 - The Immortal Realm Submits During the voyage toward their next target Spirit Realm, Mo Lan was far from idle. She personally took charge of editing and post-producing the footage they had gathered, ultimately creating a documentary titled 《Mystic Spirit Rebirth》. The opening was a thunderous display of force, focusing on the awe-inspiring footage of everyone concentrating their fire on the Mystic Spirit Realm's boundary membrane—a stark emphasis on the cold reality that "resistance will…
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From the moment the first volley struck the boundary membrane to the establishment of the contract... the entire process lasted less than three seconds. The second wave of attacks hadn't even been launched before the Immortal Realm chose to submit. It hadn't even held out as long as the Mystic Spirit Realm—the first world to be "persuaded by force." No fierce resistance, no stubborn defense, no prolonged war of attrition as anticipated. After sensing that they truly possessed the devastating power shown…
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The promotion of Card Magic in the Mystic Spirit Realm, with the wealth of experience accumulated from the lower cultivation worlds as reference, proceeded without any unexpected incidents or complications throughout the entire process. The only things that truly required some effort from Mo Lan and her companions were three matters. The first was designing the Mystic Spirit Academy's cards according to the Mystic Spirit Realm's style and aesthetics, in order to enhance the local intelligent races'…
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The boundary membrane of the Mystic Spirit Realm was enduring enormous pressure unlike anything it had experienced since its birth. "S-stop! You... you fiends!" The Mystic Spirit Realm's world consciousness let out an agonized wail. Yet what answered it was an even denser, even more ferocious barrage of attacks. Everyone's Firework Blasts were focused on a single point, rising and falling in waves, an unbroken chain of devastation. As the damage to the Mystic Spirit Realm's boundary membrane grew…
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The Starsea Ark completed its final jump and hovered silently in the void outside the Mystic Spirit Realm. Nearby, the Mystic Spirit Realm's boundary membrane, originally a grayish-blue, had already grown extremely dim, while the dark-gold luster identical to the Immortal Realm's boundary membrane was strikingly conspicuous. Even though the ascension channel had already been severed, the situation hadn't improved much. Judging by the state of the boundary membrane, no one held much hope for persuading the…
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Without these top-tier combatants shouldering the burden, the Immortal Realm could only take a passive beating in any form of confrontation that followed. For the Immortal Realm to inflict effective, direct strikes against beings outside its world would become extremely difficult — perhaps even... impossible. "Does that mean we can just attack the Immortal Realm's boundary membrane directly?" Anita's eyes instantly lit up with astonishing brilliance, as if fireworks were blooming within her pupils. Mo…
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