Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy

Chapter 645: Chapter 632: Anti-Saint Light Alliance_2 Chapter 645: Chapter 632: Anti-Saint Light Alliance_2 In the eyes of the world, the Ice Cliff is an endless expanse of glaciers, with no end in sight, and no one knows what lies on the other side.

After leaving the Frozen Bone Wilderness, Templer came to this place alone. He did not linger and stepped into the icy world before him without hesitation.

At a certain moment, he suddenly stopped and couldn’t help but frown.

Because he inexplicably felt uncomfortable, with a vague sense of oppression in his heart, which was very unusual.

“Brother Templer, what’s the matter? Could it be that you knew I would come to greet you and were waiting for me on purpose?” The Golden Pig Beale approached swiftly, arriving in the blink of an eye.

“The snow and ice dazzled me, making my eyes a bit blind.”

“Haha, brother, you are really humorous.”

Seeing that he didn’t want to elaborate, Beale didn’t press further and led him deeper into the place.

After what seemed like an eternity, a magnificent golden mountain suddenly emerged in the icy landscape, still made of ice crystals but emitting a golden glow from the inside out.

“Haha, we’ve arrived.”

“This is the Golden Snow Mountain. On the mountain, there’s a Golden Valley, within which lies a Warm Sun Lake. That’s where I want to take you.”

Just as Beale described, upon crossing one side of the Golden Snow Mountain, Templer saw a dazzlingly golden great valley, within which was a steaming lake. The deep red swaying in the depths of the lake water seemed like boiling lava.

This place appeared out of place amidst the icy snow world.

“How is it?” Beale asked with a smile.

“Chaotic yet not chaotic, balancing various conflicting forces just right, a truly peculiar place.” Of course, Templer wouldn’t spoil the mood and offered some compliments.

His words were not just flattery; the place indeed gathered many different powers, like the red lava, crystalline ice, dazzling golden thunder, the vigorous lifeforce, and the elusive Power of Space.

If it weren’t for someone leading the way, he definitely wouldn’t have found this hidden place.

“Well said, but this is just the surface. Please, follow me.”

The two descended the mountain and entered the Golden Valley, stepping into the lake, leading them to another world, one enveloped by raging powers, akin to a duct.

The lake actually contained a world within a world.

“Don’t resist, follow me.”

“I understand.”

Beale took out a Token, which activated in resonance with the surroundings, immediately enveloping the two in a Space Force Field that transported them away.

In an instant, they arrived at another place, a White Jade Square.

The square was bathed in a dark blue sheen.

“Are we at the bottom of the deep sea?” Templer glanced around and realized they had entered the depths of the ocean, unable to discern directions.

“Precisely, a hidden place at the bottom of the sea.”

Beale continued to lead him forward. On one side of the square, there was an underwater corridor, with seawater repelled outside. Occasionally, deep-sea fish could be seen swimming by.

Soon, they arrived at a palace, one of the largest among many.

Upon entering, Templer found that the four people from that day were in the hall, along with three others he hadn’t seen before. Some were sitting cross-legged, some were leaning against the pillars, and some stood straight, seemingly all allies of Beale, comrades on the same ship.

The next second, he felt his face hit.

He was blatantly scrutinized by someone, goosebumps appearing due to the extraordinary nature of the power.

“He’s not a thief secretly trying to infiltrate us.” A woman sitting on the ground spoke; she was dressed modestly, her voice cold.

It turned out that she was the one scrutinizing Templer’s essence. Her power was omnipresent.

Being investigated like this, Templer was naturally displeased.

“Brother, brother, please forgive us, we’re compelled to do so, this place can’t be exposed.” Beale quickly mediated.

“What’s with that woman? Was that the power of Holy Light just now?” Templer of course knew these people wouldn’t blindly trust him based on his words alone, so he asked, holding back his anger.

“As you see, I was once a penitent of the Holy Light Tribunal.” In response to his questioning, the other party even admitted it.

“Let me introduce, she is Brianna, self-proclaimed ‘Fallen Nun’, one of the strongest among us, a very reliable companion.”

Beale introduced her from the side.

“Fallen Knight, Monroe.”

“Bimon Lord, Batus.”

Before Beale could introduce them, the other two announced themselves. Monroe was evidently also from the Holy Light Tribunal, having once been a Holy Guardian Knight.

Like Brianna, Monroe had betrayed the Holy Light Tribunal.

“Knight King, Templer.”

As a newcomer, it wasn’t Templer’s place to question their identities, so he refrained from making himself the target, not particularly concerned about such matters.

His main objective was to determine if these people had a path to the Elf Plane.

After forming a preliminary alliance, Beale no longer kept him in suspense, divulging some things he wished to know.

For instance, the ‘previous realm’, which they knew was a vast and powerful plane closely related to the Song Praise Plane, but they did not know its name or what it specifically was.

However, they were acutely aware that only by infiltrating that plane could they find a solution for the Song Praise Plane.

As for the specific method, they were steadily exploring it.

Beale also recounted various aspects of the Song Praise Plane’s situation, such as the Holy Light Tribunal’s strength and dominance. Most other tribunals followed the Holy Light Tribunal’s lead, firmly controlling the resource-rich regions of the Fertile Continent.

Their ‘Anti-Saint Light Alliance’ was weak and could only reside in the Frost Song Highlands.

Yet, some people from other tribunals were sending messages, secretly expressing willingness to unite with them, and when the time was right, overthrow the Holy Light Tribunal together.

Lastly, Beale invited Templer to take up permanent residence at the seabed base.

Templer declined.

Beale said nothing more, only advising him to act cautiously, as the Holy Light Tribunal would surely have moves against him, and if things didn’t go well, he could seek help from them.

Soon after, Templer returned to Weizilan State.

A few days later, Templer finally met the Venerable. He noticed that the Venerable seemed somewhat different from before, with a thicker aura, likely indicative of significant improvement in strength.

“Venerable, your premonition was correct. Not long ago, I was invited to—–”

“I feel like they still don’t really trust me, everything they say is very vague.”

He dared not procrastinate, detailing the sights and experiences of his recent journey.

“Isn’t this to be expected? You haven’t done anything for them yet, or shown much value. Naturally, you’re not privy to their core secrets.”

Ivan laughed as he looked at him; this guy was a bit impatient, just like the old Locke.

“True enough, but why did I suddenly feel nervous and stifled?” Templer asked.

“Don’t forget your identity. Your essence is akin to a totem, born of the Black Star Fighting Spirit and Beastman Knight, inherently bound by that aspect, the further away, the greater the impact.”

“This…this…”

Upon hearing the Venerable’s explanation, Templer was stunned. Wouldn’t this hinder his main mission?

“No worries, I happened to have gained something recently that can address this problem.” Ivan waved his hand. The reason he hadn’t responded to communications in recent days was that he was seizing the opportunity to breakthrough to Legendary Star Venerable.

And now, he had achieved his goal.

Having become a Legendary Star Venerable, his understanding of the Life Path and Knight’s Path had greatly improved, making it much easier to resolve Templer’s issue.

Over half a month later, Ivan handed a specially crafted Black Star Battle Flag to Templer.

“Thank you, Venerable.” Templer joyfully accepted it.

“Now that your issue is resolved, it’s time to get down to some serious work.”

“Alright.”

Under Ivan’s instructions, Templer proactively reached out to Beale, stating he had important matters to discuss and hoped to meet soon at the Golden Snow Mountain.

This greatly surprised the Golden Pig Beale, but he did not refuse.