Above the boundless Magma Sea of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane.
Jeming stood suspended in midair, a faint halo of light circling his body.
He raised his right hand; in his palm, a newly forged crystal—its structure far more complex and precise than during his Second Level days—was flickering with a dim blue Rune glow.
This was the prototype of a Third Level Talisman Witchcraft Artifact he had developed by combining his Third Level Wizard Elemental Control Power with his deeper understanding of the Spiritual Qi Law.
He locked onto a patch of empty sky in the far distance, and his mind stirred slightly.
Whoosh!
A fist-sized, extremely condensed blazing white light sphere shot out from the front end of the crystal, silently tearing through the sky stained dark red by sulfurous fumes, at a speed that surpassed the limits of visual tracking.
A few seconds later, at the end of his sight, the blazing white sphere suddenly expanded!
