The remaining white mice, frightened, scurried wildly inside the cage, emitting sharp squeaks.
Ron’s brow furrowed slightly; this level of precision far exceeded his expectations.
He originally intended to cause a certain degree of spiritual interference, but inadvertently ended up destroying the target’s brain.
Obviously, the destructive power of this ability is more terrifying than imagined.
"Spiritual Shock further combined with ’Sound Wave Vibration’..."
A dangerous thought flashed through Ron’s mind:
"In theory, it could create an extremely terrifying attack method—continuously amplifying power through the terrifying echo, triggering a spiritual explosion inside the target."
This attack method is almost indefensible, as it bypasses most conventional defenses and directly targets the soul and spirit itself.
.........
At this moment, at an observation point about three hundred meters from Ron’s workshop.
Yuni and Hayek sat rigidly in place, their expressions changing from surprise to disbelief, finally freezing in a state of near ecstatic trance.
"This... purity..."
Yuni murmured, her purple eyes enlarged due to excessive excitement, the depths of her pupils shimmering with an unusual light:
"Simply unimaginable... indescribable..."
Her fingers involuntarily trembled, those hands that had long wielded a magic wand now losing control like a novice.
A pureness suffocating like "grace" spread out like a tide, washing away the spiritual contamination accumulated by the two official wizards over the years.
Yuni could feel the grime that had accumulated in the depths of her soul, being stripped away by this pure power layer by layer, like the spring breeze melting winter’s snow.
Deep within her soul, there was even a near-painful euphoria, like pores blocked for years finally being completely cleared.
"Never before... never experienced before..."
Yuni whispered softly, her voice filled with uncontainable satisfaction.
She was an elegant and restrained female witch, rarely exhibiting such intense emotional fluctuations.
But at this moment, her defenses completely collapsed, leaving only the most instinctive reactions.
Hayek took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with irrepressible fervor.
As an old wizard who had practiced for hundreds of years, he was long accustomed to restraint and calm.
Any emotional fluctuations were seen as a weakness, carefully hidden beneath a surface of calm.
But at this moment, the expression of being overwhelmed by joy without reservation appeared on his weathered face.
The corners of his mouth uncontrollably lifted, and even his eyes became a bit moist, a reaction he hadn’t had in decades.
"I... I can feel that with just this feedback, at least twenty years of pollution has been completely wiped away..."
Hayek spoke in a low voice, his voice almost trembling:
"It’s like someone placed an ice demon crystal in magma, all the haze instantly evaporated, leaving only pure freshness."
He breathed deeply, as if savoring the long-absent sweet air: "This purity... even surpasses the cases documented."
His fingers gently stroked his forehead, where once resided a shadow—the hard-to-dissipate black spot of spiritual contamination formed from years of meditation.
But now, Hayek could feel that shadow rapidly receding, like a mist meeting the morning light.
Yuni nodded as well, she was younger than Hayek, with relatively less accumulated pollution.
But the feeling at this moment was equally shocking, as being one of Ron’s teaching masters, what she taught far exceeded those few brief consultations Hayek had.
The feeling of being thoroughly cleansed was like soaking in a pool of clear spring water.
Every cell was rejoicing, every strand of spiritual power became unprecedentedly active and pure.
"Primordial Wizard..."
She softly repeated the title, her eyes reflecting a complex emotion difficult to express.
Within it was envy, admiration, and a subtle hint of worry:
"If such a level of grace continues to flow, even Dark Sun level wizards or even Great Wizards would contend for it, wouldn’t they?"
Her thoughts drifted to the powerful figures of the Crystal Tower.
If they learned that a true Primordial Wizard had emerged in this remote place of the Black Mist School, they would probably immediately dispatch emissaries, or personally come to "greet."
The courtesy and respect on the surface hid their greed and desire for control over such a rare resource.
Hayek’s expression became serious as if he could see through Yuni’s thoughts:
"Indeed, that’s precisely what I’m worried about. Once the news spreads, Ron might become the target of competition among various forces."
His gaze turned towards Ron’s workshop, his mind churning.
This young man’s potential far exceeded his expectations, advancing through the Path of Truth was already astonishing, and generating such pure grace was unprecedented.
"For him, this is both a blessing and a curse."
Yuni sighed, her violet eyes revealing a rare tenderness:
"The pure grace will bring him protection, but it will also attract covetousness. The moment he became a Primordial Wizard, he was already destined to forgo an ordinary life."
She recalled those Primordial Wizards in history, whose fates were mostly far from peaceful.
Either wooed by various forces, ultimately dependent on a large organization;
Or choosing independence, but needing to face countless covetous challengers, living in perpetual vigilance and defense.