Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy-Chapter 691 - 654: The Azure Throne

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Above the Peak of Truth, within the Supreme Council, inside the Truth Hall.

The Six Void Kings of the sorcerer world—King of the Long Sky, King of Ten Thousand Woods, Ice Empress, Dragon Flame King, King of Green Flood Dragon, and Black Flame King—had gathered together.

It could be said that the six individuals present represented over ninety percent of the sorcerer world’s combat power.

"Everyone, I merely stepped out for a short while; there’s no need to convene a meeting just for that. Your gestures leave this sorcerer overwhelmed."

Seeing everyone’s gaze fixed on him, Ivan broke the solemn atmosphere of the hall with a faint smile.

"With the teleportation array in place, traveling back and forth doesn’t take much time. Incidentally, we have the Black Flame King to thank for this convenience," said the Ice Empress.

"Black Flame King, you make it sound so simple. As everyone knows, the Elf Plane is one of the most formidable large planes. It far surpasses our Danaila in many aspects," the King of Ten Thousand Woods remarked.

"Indeed, indeed. That trip of yours must have been arduous. Did you perchance brush against the edge of death?" the King of Green Flood Dragon said.

One after another, the rest chimed in, their words filled with subtle complaints about Ivan’s previous adventure. Yet behind those complaints lay deep concern and worry.

In truth, Ivan had informed the others of his departure from Danaila in advance.

However, it was only after his battleship entered the Star River and traveled some distance away that he revealed his true destination.

Heading to the Elf Plane was no mere whim. Even with meticulous preparations, Ivan couldn’t guarantee a safe return. Naturally, he had made arrangements for certain matters beforehand.

The other Void King Wizards were discontent with his decision to venture forth alone, which went against their principle of unity and mutual support.

"Black Flame King, acting like this shows you clearly look down on our strength, as if you disdain us."

"That’s overstating it—far too serious. Should something like this arise again, I’ll be sure to consult with you all. What do you think of that?"

Ivan knew they were not truly angry with him. After some coaxing and reassurance, he managed to calm the group and redirect the conversation.

"I can tell you’ve gained quite a bit from this trip. Your strength might even surpass mine now," the Dragon Flame King pointed out.

His remark garnered agreement from many others. The Void Kings were all familiar with one another, and after many years apart, they could sense the profound change in the Black Flame King’s aura—a clear sign of substantial growth in power.

It proved that venturing to the Elf Plane wasn’t without merit, reaffirming the saying that greater risk comes with greater reward.

"For us sorcerers, knowledge is power, which includes experience—an understanding of the world."

"What do you say we plan a similar expedition through the Star River?"

"Don’t even think about it. Isn’t the vastness of Danaila enough for your exploration?"

Some of the group expressed envy and even proposed imitating Ivan’s journey, but the idea was swiftly vetoed. While the sorcerer faction was powerful, it wasn’t at the pinnacle, and reckless ventures could invite disaster.

The current sorcerer world couldn’t afford unnecessary turmoil; every small move could have extensive repercussions. They had to consider far too many factors.

"Have things been relatively peaceful here in recent years?" Ivan inquired after everyone had finished their discussions.

"Aside from the first underground layer, we don’t have much information deeper below. At the moment, there haven’t been any major incidents. As for your wife, she is the Empress of the Kemor Empire; you should have a more comprehensive understanding than we do," the Ice Empress teased.

"What about the surface?"

"Relatively calm, though there have been minor clashes with the Duomu Clan. We try to exercise restraint. Additionally, the feathered tribe has fully aligned themselves with the Duomu Clan, which poses some disadvantages to us."

During the last racial war, the sorcerers had solidified their reputation, making neighboring races hesitant to provoke them.

The Duomu Clan was an exception. Their ranks included throne-level entities, including the Golden Throne, who had previously issued a decree to halt their pursuit of the feathered tribe.

Undoubtedly, the Duomu Clan’s strength exceeded that of the sorcerers.

Fortunately, the Duomu Clan’s main focus remained fixed on the west.

The Duomu Clan’s territory spanned the western regions of the Mondola Continent, and beyond that lay the Dragon Luo Star Sea, whose Longluo Thousand Islands were considered the center of the surface world.

As a top-tier race, the Duomu Clan naturally aimed to claim a portion of the abundance that the Thousand Islands offered.

That said, sorcerers had emerged in response to Danaila’s great will, under its protection. This was the fundamental reason why the Golden Throne hadn’t taken harsher measures against the sorcerers.

This point had long been a consensus among the Void King Wizards. So long as they enjoyed the protection of the great will, they had no immediate cause for excessive concern.

After the Void Kings finished discussing current affairs, they invited the Black Flame King to share his insights from the Star River. It had been a long time since a sorcerer undertook such an extended voyage.

Ivan didn’t hold back, detailing the peculiar people, objects, dangers, and wonders he encountered in the Star River.

"There’s one matter this sorcerer must emphasize. It may concern the destiny of us sorcerers." After a brief pause, he solemnly stressed.

"Please, go ahead."

Upon hearing this, the others straightened in their seats.

"On my return, I encountered a peculiar being—a red devil from the Abyss Plane. Various details suggest that the demon race might be the sorcerers’ fated adversary. This must not be overlooked."

Ivan immediately recounted his encounter with the Red Skeleton Marauder band, focusing on the circumstances surrounding the event.