Chapter 2966 - 1184: Myth

Chapter 2966: Chapter 1184: Myth

The Ancient Ones very rarely display the sort of emotions common wizards show.

So when He articulates a certain emotion with such clarity, it means that is precisely His attitude at that moment. Only, compared to directly asking a question, conveying some message through subtle expressions is relatively more tactful, implying that the two sides have not yet reached outright opposition.

Zheng Qing could clearly see the wariness on Miss Bubble’s face.

Let alone the other Ancient Ones in the hall—the other two Ancient Ones from the Starry Sky moved, without making a fuss, a little closer to Yog’s position; R’lyeh, on the contrary, gave the Demon Ancestor a couple more looks, as if worried He might seize the chaos to attack Him; the Panda was still leisurely munching on bamboo shoots; only Abraham remained calm from beginning to end.

As for the Legends.

In this auditorium, Their attitude was of no importance.

The teacher was perfectly aware of the subtle atmosphere permeating the air.

He held that Law book, without closing it, and once more stretched out his hand to grab at the void: "—Since it’s rare for everyone to be here, let’s take this chance to have a little gathering."

As he spoke, he had already yanked a handful of "fine threads" out of the void.

Because of the close distance, Zheng Qing could clearly see those threads trembling violently in the air, bursting into tiny rays of red, yellow, blue, green, black, and other colors.

The next second, ring after ring of ripples spread through the air.

Dragged along those fine lines, figures were hauled into the First Hall—there were warlocks, witches, elder wizards, and also horned, furred, armored beings, plus a few amorphous clusters of light, who knew whether they were spirits or some other strange existence.

And without exception, all of these figures had powerful Magic Power fluctuations rolling off their bodies.

Of course, that was relative to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing had good reason to suspect that with that single tug just now, the teacher had plucked every Legendary Wizard in the World over here.

Because among them he saw many familiar silhouettes, such as the six-fingered President of the Dark Council; such as a hideous Black Snail; such as an old woman leaning on a Dragon Head Cane; and such as a stunningly beautiful witch whose face was sixty to seventy percent similar to Su Shijun’s, whose bearing was seventy to eighty percent similar to Shi Jun’s, and whose smiling manner toward him was eighty to ninety percent similar to Su Shijun’s.

All told, there were probably forty or fifty of them, though in the flickering crowd, Zheng Qing couldn’t immediately count them clearly.

Compared to the dazzled Young Wizard at this moment.

The mood of the High-level wizards in the hall was far from relaxed.

For the Legends who had just been "yanked" here, they had been tuning Magic Potions and singing songs, and with a single blink were dragged along some dimensional line into a strange place—no one would be in a good mood.

But the aura saturating this auditorium was too terrifying, to the point that these shrewd Legends all obediently kept silent at the first instant.

And for the High-level wizards who had originally been staying in the First Hall, their feelings were even more complicated.

They had watched with their own eyes as the teacher, with a casual tug of his hand, lightly dragged dozens of Legends onto Buji Island. Heaven knows where those people had just been, or what they had been doing! If today were not a council session, and the teacher had directly hauled these Legends into some killing array, would They have had any room to struggle?

A hand like that also made the other Ancient Ones much more solemn.

Yog adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, Nya’s Child glanced at Nicolas, and the witch in the green gauze robes shook her head ever so slightly.

The Demon Ancestor withdrew the smile that had hung on His face since He entered, while R’lyeh, who had kept a straight face from start to finish, instead let the corner of His mouth curl into a faint arc.

The Panda tilted its head, resting its cheek on its paw, its jowls slowly working, as if pondering whether it should gnaw another bamboo shoot.

Abraham’s face darkened; he didn’t say a word.

"—No need to worry, I’ve only called over those people who don’t have anything urgent going on." The master of the First University smiled, soothing everyone, though he had no idea that this line only intensified the shock.

More frightening than omnipotence is being Omniscient.

The saying "from the first stirring of thought, the whole realm of law is encompassed" had always been just an ancient myth in the Wizard World, yet now it was unfolding, solid and real. When your every move lies within another’s range of observation, any struggle or resistance starts to look somewhat superfluous.

"My God."

A monk in a coarse linen robe stared blankly at the teacher, mumbling as he traced a cross over his chest.

The teacher was amused into a brief smile.

"God can’t meddle in the affairs of the First University." He shook his head, then changed tack, sweeping his gaze around: "I’m very sorry to bother everyone today... but there are a few things I have to talk to you all about."

He paused, then, without the slightest attempt to conceal it, spoke out a suspicion those Ancient Ones had long held: "—Before I leave."

"Where are you going?" The old lady leaning on the Dragon Head Cane blurted out, face full of shock.

"I want to go and take a look at the places I cannot see."

The teacher withdrew his smile and answered the question with great seriousness: "I believe many of you already know that I am no longer an Ancient One—once you’ve ’from the first stirring of thought, encompassed the entire realm of law,’ this World’s pull on you grows ever weaker—even for me, this state is rather exhausting. So, while my body is still functioning smoothly, I plan to go explore the places I cannot see."

"When will you leave?" Abraham asked in a low voice.

When an Ancient One speaks, there is always a heavy pressure; the atmosphere in the hall instantly became much more stagnant.

"That’s a very complicated question."

The teacher seemed somewhat troubled, and let out a slight sigh: "You know as well as I do, for existences of our tier, time holds no meaning. So if I say ’I’ll set off immediately,’ for the Low-level wizards, that might mean a hundred years later... In truth, I very much want to leave right away, but some things that happened today have left me a bit undecided."

Things that happened today?

Zheng Qing’s thoughts shifted slightly, and he finally recalled the root of it all; he couldn’t help glancing at the Giant God Soldier Primordial quietly standing on his other side.

"—If I leave in one second, and in the next second the school is overturned by someone, then why shouldn’t I take care of these loose ends before I go?" The teacher’s slow voice squeezed back into Zheng Qing’s ears.

The Young Wizard saw many Legendary Wizards’ faces drastically change, and even several Ancient Ones’ auras began to fluctuate unsteadily.

This was a threat.

A naked threat!

Miss Bubble from the Starry Sky finally broke her silence, forcing a very stiff smile onto her face: "—I believe no one present would pose a threat to the school."

"Present? In front of me, is anyone sitting?" The teacher gave her a sidelong look and snorted.

Bubble seemed like she still wanted to say something.

Nicolas tugged at her, shaking his head ever so slightly.

Nya’s Child stepped forward and spoke on behalf of the three Ancient Ones of the Starry Sky: "—What is it you have in mind?"