Cultivating in the Wizard World-Chapter 331 - 297: Reversal

The newly arrived Sixth Level Wizard wasted no words, gathering vast power just the same.

With hands imbued with the opposing forces of destruction and creation, he tore fiercely along the trajectory Balsa had ripped!

Buzz...

The space moaned under unbearable strain, with the originally contracted rift forced open again, even subtly expanded.

The wizard’s figure flashed and penetrated the passage, joining Balsa.

The two Sixth Level Wizards stood side by side amidst the furious torrent of energy and endless metal frenzy. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Yet they still chose not to venture arrogantly into the heartland of the Giant Spirit Realm, opting for the safest yet toughest tactic—holding ground awaiting reinforcements.

They were like two silent rocks, standing unmoved against the raging fury poured out from the Giant Spirit Realm, irrespective of provocations.

With their bodies, they firmly pinned this initial door to victory and destruction for the subsequent wizard army.

Jeming watched the two figures standing tall amidst the relentless bombardment, knowing the most critical moment was near.

Whether they could truly step into the Giant Spirit Realm to harvest resources and glory depended on whether these two wizards could hold until new reinforcements arrived.

Before Jeming could delve deeper into subsequent plans, a piercing alarm rang through the legion’s command network into his mind.

[Warning!]

[Detected a large-scale enemy unit rapidly approaching from the flanks and rear!]

Clearly, the Giant Spirit Realm side also realized how deadly this ripped barrier breach was.

Not only did the garrison inside the plane madly surge towards the passage guarded by Balsa, but even outside the plane, other fleets from the still-battling Giant Spirit Realm also dispatched numerous large auxiliary forces.

These battleships, like sharks sensing blood, charged toward Jeming’s "vanguard remnant troops."

Aiming for internal and external encirclement to completely remove this deadly "wedge"!

"Prepare to face the enemy!"

No more orders were needed, the surviving wizards suppressed their exhaustion, driving the remaining cannon fodder forces to construct a sparse yet resilient defense line once again.

Jeming took a deep breath, the [Great Light Appearance] array at his back unfolded again, though its light was much dimmer than its prime.

The factory within him operated under overload, continuously deploying newly produced Talisman Witchcraft to fill the gaps in the Great Light Appearance array.

In a blink of an eye, the flames of war reignited.

Energy beams crossed the void, explosions flaring one after another.

Jeming dared not squander power anymore, manipulating the [Great Light Appearance] for precise shots and area suppression.

Simultaneously commanding a recently spawned swarm of Patrollers for suicide interception, trying to slow the enemy fleet’s assault speed as much as possible.

Every second consumed his precious reserves, every moment saw wizards or their creations turning to ashes in the onslaught.

Pressure surged like a tide once more.

Meanwhile, inside the plane barrier passage, Balsa’s situation was not eased by the support of another Sixth Level Wizard.

"Get out of our world!"

A roar filled with anger and resolve accompanied a giant mechanical puppet charging forward like a towering figure.

The energy fluctuations emitted by this puppet astonishingly reached the Sixth Level, wielding a Laser Giant Sword filled with destructive energy, a top-tier strong enemy among the Giant Spirit Realm natives.

It swung the Light Saber with an all-tearing momentum, cleaving at Balsa!

However, the Light Saber, enough to split mountains and evaporate seas, struck the seemingly thin invisible Shield in front of Balsa, failing to cause even a ripple, as if slashing into endless void.

The operator inside the mechanical puppet—a Giant Spirit Realm being resembling a Slime but with immense spiritual power—had its pupils shrink in utter disbelief.

Even more terrifying for it was just approaching the opponent, a bizarre and malicious energy wave infiltrated past its proud defense force field, beginning to erode its life origin!

It frantically burned life, trying to resist this tenacious Law infiltration, yet to little effect.

Balsa did not even glance at this enemy, casually raised his hand, and pressed his palm down.

Crack!

The Laser Giant Sword shattered with a sound, turning into scattered light points.

Following that, the palm continued its downward trend, pressing towards the mechanical puppet.

"Damn it!!!"

The native strong enemy let out a cry of despair mixed with unwillingness, driving the puppet to converge all energy at a point, not retreating but advancing, initiating the final charge!

Then, only to see Balsa’s palm lightly press down.

Boom!

Like a fly swatted away casually, the massive mechanical puppet flew back faster than it came.

The terrifying force caused it to disintegrate midair with a thunderous sound, revealing the violently struggling Slime inside.

As Balsa’s power continued to spread, whether the resilient metal or that life form, they both disintegrated and annihilated in the face of the invisible terrifying power, eventually disappearing completely.

One strike, instantly annihilating an enemy emitting the same level of energy fluctuations.

No change flickered on Balsa’s face, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

He flipped his hand and struck again, an invisible force spreading out and pulverizing thousands of enemies whose energy levels had reached the Fifth Level.

"Those guys haven’t caught up yet?!" Balsa roared irritably.

Where the sound waves passed, the bodies of low-level native creatures twisted and collapsed, as if crushed by an invisible giant hand.

Clearly, the law he mastered was related to sound.

"Lord Obelus is already coordinating, others should arrive soon," a Sixth Level Wizard who had just arrived for support said calmly from behind.

At this moment, Balsa’s entire body had completely "squeezed" out of the narrowest part of the rift, replaced by that Sixth Level Wizard stuck at the key node of the passage.

Feeling the freedom of his body once again, Balsa couldn’t help but burst into deafening laughter: "Hahahahaha... I will make you pay a greater price!"

Despite saying so, after launching several attacks casually, he still firmly guarded the front of the plane’s barrier rift.

He took the brunt of the most violent attacks, sharing the pressure for his companions.

"God of the Exotic Realm, don’t be too pleased with yourself!"

A more grand, terrifyingly oppressive roar echoed from afar.

A mechanical puppet several times larger than before, like a metallic star, wielding a giant sword, came tearing through layers of space at great speed!

The energy level emanating from its body had astonishingly reached the Seventh Level!

A truly powerful enemy had finally emerged!

Balsa’s eyes narrowed, not daring to be careless.

The Seventh Level mechanical puppet swung its giant sword, invoking the native power of the Giant Spirit Realm, slicing a black rift in space wherever the sword light passed.

Balsa, with his palms fluttering, transformed the invisible sound waves into the sharpest blades and the sturdiest barriers, crazily clashing with the sword light.

Each clash exploded with shockwaves of terrifying energy capable of annihilating everything, impacting all around.

The nearby low-level native warships and giant beasts were instantly vaporized or shattered into metallic dust just by brushing against a bit of the dispersed energy.

As the tidal waves of energy subsided, the figures of both sides became apparent.

The energy shield on Balsa’s body violently fluctuated, the edges of his wizard robe showing some damage, appearing somewhat disheveled.

But the Seventh Level mechanical puppet opposite him was even worse off, with several giant mechanical arms broken and its heavy armor covered in spiderweb-like cracks, one leg component completely disintegrated by the Sound Wave Law, visibly hindering its movement.

The Wizard Civilization, with its deep understanding and efficient application of laws, often battled beyond its level.

Though Balsa was Sixth Level, the sound wave witchcraft he mastered had a natural advantage over the Giant Spirit Realm, which depended on complex mechanical structures and energy conduction.

In just a brief skirmish, the Seventh Level native had suffered a significant setback.

However, Balsa and his companion’s expressions did not improve; instead, they became even grimmer.

Because, from afar, three more Seventh Level auras, equally powerful or even stronger, were approaching the battlefield at an alarming speed!

"Invader! Your corpse will become the most dazzling trophy in my Divine Hall!" the damaged Seventh Level mechanical puppet arrogantly projected its spiritual waves.

The two Sixth Level Wizards remained silent, steadfastly defending the rift, their eyes resolute.

Beyond the plane, in other regions, the Wizard Legion seemed to sense the crisis here, intensifying their offensive suddenly.

They attempted to draw in more enemies from the outside, indirectly easing the pressure here.

At this critical juncture...

Buzz!!!

A surge of powerful witchcraft energy, distinct from both the Giant Spirit Realm and Balsa’s duo, suddenly emanated from the other end of the barrier passage!

Immediately, the rift, which had been continuously healing under the rules of the Giant Spirit Realm, was forcibly pried open by a cold and void-like power.

A colossal head, seemingly entirely composed of writhing shadows, slowly emerged through the rift.

This head was so enormous, with a diameter exceeding ten kilometers.

Its features were blurred, with only two points of ghostly light resembling eyes, scanning the battlefield.

It first looked at Balsa, whose spiritual power was somewhat chaotic, and emitted a voice directly affecting the soul, with a texture like metal friction:

"Balsa, you’ve worked hard."

Then those two ghostly lights shifted to the continent below, filled with steel and flames of war, carrying a hint of scrutiny and curiosity:

"Is this... the Giant Spirit Realm?"

Saying this, the shadow giant extended a hand to grasp the nearby rift, forcibly squeezing its massive body through.

Following this shadow giant, the barrier passage shook violently, one after another, strong Sixth Level wizard auras relentlessly "squeezed" through!

Soon, counting Balsa and the initial supporter, the number of Sixth Level Wizards gathered here reached six.

This was already nearly half of the high-end combat power of this plane expeditionary army!

The remaining High Tier Wizards did not refrain from coming but were maintaining the Law Solidification domain, and deploying six was already the limit.

Balsa looked at the arriving reinforcements, then turned to the natives of the Giant Spirit Realm, whose attacks faltered, astonished by the appearance of consecutive formidable enemies, and a sinister smile spread across his face:

"Next... it’s your turn to run!"