Chapter 586

Five years later.

Jie Ming stood at the edge of the East District plains, looking at the huge array in front of him, and sighed softly.

After decades of construction, this giant array of the Dao Soldier System that covered the entire plain was finally fully debugged.

One hundred and eight rune pillars were neatly arranged, each emitting stable energy fluctuations.

The central control hub had been activated and could be put into operation at any time.

"I really want to refine one immediately to try..."

Jie Ming's tone was full of regret.

According to the records of the Great Dao Library, Dao Soldiers are best refined with Di Liu Jiang, which yields the best results.

Over these years, besides what he used for experimental testing, he had also accumulated quite a bit of Di Liu Jiang, just enough to use.

But refining Dao Soldiers is not a matter of a day or two.

The preparation work alone has to be calculated by the month, and the formal refining requires continuous output of spiritual power, which cannot be interrupted midway.

And today is the day promised with Wei Aola.

Jie Ming withdrew his gaze and turned to walk toward the teleportation array.

"Wait until I come back to try, I hope this trip won't let me down."

The light of the teleportation array lit up, and silver-white spatial energy swallowed him.

Plane Nuolun 1.

The moment Jie Ming stepped out of the teleportation array, the hair all over his body stood up.

Invisible pressure surged from all directions, like water pressure in the deep sea, heavy and suffocating.

But Jie Ming quickly calmed down, because he immediately distinguished that it was not an attack directed at him.

It was the natural dissipation of the spiritual power of countless powerhouses, converging into an invisible ocean.

He looked up at the sky.

The gray-blue sky was trembling slightly, and the entire atmosphere was vibrating at some extremely low frequency.

Ordinary people couldn't feel that kind of vibration at all, but Jie Ming could clearly perceive that it was the residual waves of the power of countless powerful existences, surging and resonating in the air.

As the earliest plane established by the Nuolun Workshop, after more than 100,000 years of operation, this place was no longer the ordinary plane it once was.

Thousands of plane fusions and countless spatial expansions had allowed it to grow from a medium-sized plane into a veritable "super-large plane." But at this moment, the atmosphere of this super-large plane was trembling.

Jie Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

He had seen this kind of scene once before.

Decades ago, when the Nuolun Workshop launched a Wizard War with the Chaos Secret Sect and the Tower of Silence, the elemental disturbance produced by the gathering of tens of thousands of high-tier wizards had this effect.

His originally relaxed expression became serious at this moment.

Except for that Wizard War, he had never seen so many high-tier wizards gathered together.

Even when Private Secretary Andong Buchanan was promoted to a Tier 8 wizard, there weren't as many high-tier wizards coming to observe the ceremony as there were now.

"It wouldn't be another war with other wizard forces, would it..."

Jie Ming muttered to himself.

But soon, he denied this guess.

Although the atmosphere around was solemn, it was not tense.

The wizards who walked by in a hurry didn't have the murderous aura before a battle on their faces, but instead carried a kind of... expectation?

Jie Ming shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and stepped toward the Nuolun 1 Academy.

Along the way, his guess was constantly confirmed.

There were too many high-tier wizards.

Those figures wearing robes of various colors passed by him and moved in the same direction.

Tier 6s were everywhere, and Tier 7s were not rare.

High-tier wizards were arriving continuously through the teleportation array and gathering toward the Nuolun 1 Academy.

Jie Ming quickened his pace, passed through the academy gate, and walked along the central avenue all the way to the main square.

Then he stopped.

The square was too big to see the end at a glance.

But at this moment, in this huge space, it was all high-tier wizards.

Jie Ming scanned with his eyes and quickly estimated in his heart.

Those figures wearing robes of various colors were at least Tier 6.

Tier 7 auras were everywhere, and he could see dozens of them with a casual glance.

And there were no low-to-mid-tier wizards at all.

Or rather, wizards below Tier 6 had long since retreated voluntarily because of the surging pressure on the square.

Jie Ming stood at the edge of the square and suddenly felt that he was a bit conspicuous.

Because he was only Tier 5.

On the entire square, he might be the only Tier 5.

He subconsciously looked for familiar faces, trying to alleviate this awkward feeling of being out of place.

Then he saw another person.

In a corner on the other side of the square, a young man wearing a gray robe was standing there, the expression on his face full of the confusion of "why am I here," completely different from the confident look he had back then.

It was David.

Looking at the other party, Jie Ming almost laughed out loud.

Like him, Tier 5.

The only two wizards below Tier 6 on the entire square.

Jie Ming waved from afar.

David noticed him immediately, squeezed through the crowd with a look of relief, and walked over quickly.

"Jie Ming!" David's voice carried a hint of the luck of "surviving a disaster," "You're here too?"

Jie Ming nodded: "Summoned here. What about you?"

David made a bitter face: "My mentor told me to come, saying it was to see the world. As a result, after coming here, I found out that this isn't seeing the world, this is torture." He lowered his voice and pointed to the high-tier wizards around: "Try the feeling of being stared at by dozens of Tier 7 wizards at the same time, my legs are shaking."

Jie Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Coincidentally, my legs are actually shaking too."

"Do you know what's going on?" David asked.

Jie Ming shook his head: "You asked the wrong person, I really don't know."

As the two were talking, a lazy female voice suddenly came from behind.

"You two, what are you dazing about standing here?"

Jie Ming turned his head and saw Wei Aola walking out of the crowd.

She was wearing a deep purple robe, and her aura was deeper than when they last met.

It seems she had a very "tragic" time under Mentor Lei Si over these years.

"Senior Sister." Seeing a familiar person, Jie Ming felt that he had relaxed a lot again, "What on earth happened?"

Wei Aola walked in front of the two, the corners of her mouth curling into a playful smile.

"This..."

Wei Aola stretched out her index finger and shook it in front of the two: "Strictly speaking, the reason these wizards gathered here is also because of you two."

Jie Ming and David were stunned at the same time.

"Us?" David's voice changed pitch, "I don't even know what this place is for!"

Jie Ming also frowned: "Senior Sister, this joke is not funny."

"It's not a joke."

Another voice came from the side.

Jie Ming turned his head and saw Dean Avery Knight walking over slowly.

This dean of Nuolun 147 Academy was wearing a deep blue robe, and the aura of a Tier 7 wizard was steady and restrained.

"Wizard Avery Knight." Jie Ming saluted.

David also saluted, the confusion on his face deepening.

Avery Knight walked in front of the two, his gaze sweeping over Jie Ming and David, with a hint of a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Wei Aola is not wrong. This 'gathering' this time, thanks to you two."

Jie Ming and David looked at each other, both seeing shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

Ah?

Us?