“What’s going on?” Meng Lei was stunned. “They want to retreat?”
“Undoubtedly! Your killing spree has scared them!” The old man laughed happily. “Or, your killing spree scared the ant monarch. Seeing that the deed cannot be done, it must have decided to retreat, recover, and come back again.”
“The ant monarch?” Meng Lei seemed contemplative.
“Magical Beasts of the ant kind are a very special type of gregarious Magical Beasts. They have clear hierarchies and job scopes, and maintain a very efficient situation amongst themselves.”
The old man explained, “And at the very top of the Ant Magical Beasts is the ant monarch. It is the monarch and also the order center, controlling the movement of the entire ant group.
“Given how many of its subordinates you slaughtered in such a short time, the ant monarch must have a pinch in its heart, right?”
“I see!” Meng Lei understood. “Will they come back, then?”
“That’s hard to say! Maybe they will, or maybe they won’t!”
“Hard to say? How can this be?”
Meng Lei was anxious.
System! Hurry! Hurry and exchange for me! 1,000,000 points for Magic Power and Spiritual Power, respectively!
Whoosh!
In but an instant, 20,000,000 gold coins disappeared into thin air!
Chapter 93: Ninth-Grade Spell, Heavenly Fire Meteor
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
1 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ant ≈ 10,000 gold coins!
10 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants ≈ 100,000 gold coins!
100 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants ≈ 1,000,000 gold coins!
,000 Bloodthirsty Iron-Crystal Ants ≈ 10,000,000 gold coins!
After setting them on fire just now, Meng Lei’s wealth had increased tremendously. After deducting the amount spent to replenish the magic power that he had expended, his wealth had already broken through the 40 million mark!
,000,000 gold coins!
Even those wealthy overlords didn’t have assets as impressive as that. One could easily imagine just how rich Meng Lei was right now.
Yet in that split second just now, 20,000,000 gold coins... instantly poofed into thin air.
Boom!
At the same time as that, a wave of incomparably terrifying aura burst forth from Meng Lei and produced series after series of ferocious, surging waves of impact that swept away everything around him in an unbridled manner.
It was a majestic presence whose robes fluttered in the air!
Meng Lei stood proudly in the air, his eyes sparkling like the Milky Way and bottomless like a black hole. As if brimming with a light of boundless intelligence, his eyes dazzled and stunned others, causing them to involuntarily drown within.
“He... He has...”
At the sight of this, the soldiers on top of the city walls looked as if they had just seen a ghost. “Broken through? Has he broken through!?”
“A Great N-ninth-Grade Magician! Oh my dragon god, I’ve actually witnessed the birth of a Great Ninth-Grade Magician with my own eyes?”
“Brat, how come you’ve broken through again?” Ol’ Amos was astonished, too. “It hasn’t even been a week since you broke through to Eighth-Grade Magician, yet you’ve broken through again?”
“Yes! I’ve broken through again!” Meng Lei murmured to himself, the look in his eyes somewhat indistinct.
At that moment, he discovered that the world in front of him had completely changed. It wasn’t just a diverse and colorful world anymore. Rather... some additional blurry, indistinct things had now appeared—the drifting clouds, the caress of the breeze, the thick, heavy ground, and the swaying grass!
Everything was completely different from what he had seen in the past. Even the magic elements drifting about in the universe weren’t just drifting about haphazardly without a fixed orbit anymore, but moving rhythmically according to some kind of cadence.
“Is what you’re seeing now different from before?”
Ol’ Amos’ voice drifted over to him softly. Despite his astonishment at Meng Lei’s speed of breakthrough, he had already attained a transcendental frame of mind, so he had recovered his composure by now.
“Yes,” Meng Lei replied honestly.
“That’s correct, then!” Ol’ Amos’ emotions were rather complex. “When one’s spiritual power reaches the ninth-grade stage, they are able to see beyond the surface to look at the way how things run and operate. In other words, the universe’s momentum!”
“The universe’s momentum?”
A huge jolt went through Meng Lei.
“In nature’s laws exists the rhythm that everything in the world follows. That is the universe’s momentum, nature’s momentum, and the power of the universe.”
Ol’ Amos sighed and went on. “Let’s put it this way. After one crosses over into this stage, they are no longer just rigidly chanting spell incantations and carrying out a simple manipulation of magic elements. Rather, one must understand the magic elements’ rhythm and act in tune with how they’re moving, and then guide and control them.
“How to control the most magic elements using the least amount of spiritual power;
“How to act in accordance with how the magic elements run and operate, and bring out their might to the largest extent;
“How to break away from the magic framework left behind by predecessors and create spells that belong only to you. These are what you need to do from now on.
“In other words, controlling the universe’s momentum!”
“Controlling the universe’s momentum?” asked Meng Lei pensively.
“When your understanding of the universe’s momentum reaches a certain level that you can feel the laws on a deeper level, the road to Saint Domain will naturally form.” Ol’ Amos sighed faintly and said, “Work hard brat. You’re even more outstanding than I’ve thought. Sigh, outstanding people always make me feel like I’ve spent my life in vain.”
Ol’ Amos was in a complex mood. He had initially thought that Meng Lei would need to train for a few years before he could attain Ninth-Grade Magician level. Little did he imagine that Meng Lei would actually achieve it so quickly.
Going from eighth-grade to ninth-grade in just a week... Was he really human?
No, he wasn’t... He was a mutant, a monster!
Becoming a great Ninth-Grade Magician before he’d even
