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.

his pocket, he didn't think

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

a part of his lessons.

the first time in his life. Even though he was

on the nine hundred and ninety ninth stair of the

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

best casting genius of our clan. But even if you

I haven't failed yet. The drum sounded eight times for me and fifty one circles appeared," Kamari murmured to himself.

turned to look at the yellow

eyes

they got over their shock, the crowd slowly came to a collective conclusion that there was no way Ricky could defeat

got fifty-one

were on the drum. Thirty three

as it reached the

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

if he loses now, he will still lose with

he comes only second to Kamari, Ricky is still a winner. After all, he has

believe it won't be long before he

drum sounding eight times, it doesn't change anything. Thirty-three is the best he could get," Kamari scoffed, with a trace of disdain

feel any excitement and neither did the other members of the

"You got fifty one circles. You think I can't do that as well?" Rickey asked with a defiant smile on the corner of his lips.

and integrated it with the power of his

in this test, but the chaotic power was definitely going to prove helpful.

from the

driven by the chaotic power and the zones, more circles

the forty-fifth circle, the light

power of the bright ancestral spirit.