The legendary warrior

As the power of the seven runes reached their limits, the casting power at the Sage Level finally emerged from within Ricky. The runes shone brightly with a golden light, proclaiming that they had evolved into holy runes.

When the drum sounded for the eighth time, the audience gaped at Ricky with open mouths just as they had when they witnessed Kamari's real strength a moment ago.

The air was filled with an eerie silence.

As realization sunk in, a shaky voice broke the oppressive silence. "Are my eyes deceiving me? Ricky... Is Ricky a casting master of Sage Level?"

"It is as plain as day! He released the holy runes, same as Kamari."

It took Kolton a while to recover from his shock as well. He couldn't help but clap his hands like a kid, exclaiming with a laugh, "Nice work, boy!"

The other saints and casting masters of Sage Level stood up unconsciously and stared at Ricky, their eyes almost popping out in disbelief.

"Incredible!" they remarked in unison. There was no other word to describe Ricky at that moment.

Simultaneously, all of them came to the same conclusion—they would go to any lengths to invite Ricky to join their forces.

Even though they equally admired Kamari's talent, he was from the Helian Clan, and they knew that he would never betray his clan for any price. However, Ricky was different. Although he was already a core disciple of the Misty South Palace, Ricky didn't belong to any casting force yet.

Meanwhile, the casting masters of the Helian Clan, including the three elders, were in no mood for celebration. Their eyes were narrowed at Ricky. The proud expression on their faces was now replaced by gloomy stares. This was no good news for them. This man was now a threat to the Helian Clan.

'No way! He has become a casting master of Sage Level?!'

Kamari's heart roared, his face twisting as he looked at the holy runes on Ricky's body.

"Impossible," he muttered to himself. He couldn't believe his own eyes.

He did not want to believe that there was another person who was also less than a hundred years old in the Misty South besides him having become a casting master of Sage Level. To make things worse, this fledgling was not even from the Short Human tribe.

There was no doubt that Kamari was an incredible casting genius, but on top of being naturally talented, he reaped the benefits of being in Helian Clan. For many years, Kamari had cultivated on the Casting Ladder and acquired the original energy of casting from the nine hundred and ninety ninth stair.

experience in his pocket, he didn't think that anyone could

a terrible weakness. He was used to looking down upon others and was convinced that there was no one who

part of

very moment, he was tasting it for the first time in his life. Even though

the nine hundred and ninety ninth stair of the Casting

Elder Calhoun sensed Kamari's instability. In a serious, but gentle voice, he said

genius of our clan. But even if

The drum sounded eight times for me and fifty

turned to look

others' eyes followed suit.

a collective conclusion that there was no way

got fifty-one circles to

drum. Thirty three

it reached the thirty-third.

among the crowd. "It's about to

seems so. What a

Ricky is still going to lose. I have a feeling that his holy runes are inferior to Kamari's. I guess he only recently became

even if he loses now, he

still a winner. After all, he

be long before

drum sounding eight times, it doesn't change anything. Thirty-three is the best he could

neither did the other members of

to look at him. "You got fifty one circles. You think I can't do that as well?" Rickey asked with a

chaotic power, and integrated it with

him in this test, but the chaotic power

runes came from the

and the zones, more circles began to light

circle, the light stopped once

Ricky unleashed the power of the bright ancestral spirit.