The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 601: Chapter 326 “The Ambition to Become the Master of the World” and “The Bloody Sea Realm Devoured” (Please Subscribe)_1

Within the Bloody Sea Realm.

Milton Cheney’s figure appeared out of nowhere, surrounded by emptiness.

“It seems I’m still late, the actions of these wizards are indeed fast.”

After sensing his surroundings, Milton Cheney murmured to himself.

The Outer Realm battlefield of the Bloody Sea Realm had been completely swept clean, but within the real Bloody Sea Realm, there were still many Blood Descendants remaining.

However, Milton Cheney was just here to take a look.

He would not truly participate.

It was fine for him to clean up the Outer Realm battlefield, but he naturally would not bother with the actual Blood Pools within the Bloody Sea Realm.

After all, this was not child’s play; even a cornered rabbit will bite.

The Bloody Sea Realm at this moment was like a fierce beast driven to desperation, and while kicking it while it’s down could possibly yield some gains, it was accompanied by a significant possibility of a looming crisis.

Although Milton Cheney was not afraid, he saw no need to get involved in this turmoil.

Because he was very clear, whether the Bloody Sea Realm was cleaned up or not, its fate was inevitable to be devoured by Mansour.

At this moment, having confirmed the state of the Bloody Sea Realm, Milton Cheney’s figure moved and tore open a space channel, leaving the Bloody Sea Realm behind.

After leaving the Bloody Sea Realm, Milton Cheney did not return to the Rules Space.

Instead, he returned to the Guardian Sea with a series of twists and turns.

The Guardian Sea at this time had not changed much from three hundred years ago.

After all, for Milton Cheney, three hundred years in the real world was a long time, but for the Guardian Sea, three hundred years was not significant.

That’s because the largest Realm-level Wizards Organization of the Wizard Realm had a history of nearly ten million years since its creation.

Three hundred years of time, in front of ten million years, naturally counts for nothing.

Within the familiar Wizard Tower, Milton Cheney’s figure suddenly appeared.

He had spent a long time cultivating here once, but now this place was of no use to him.

Cultivating here was far less effective than cultivating in his own Rules Space.

So, Milton Cheney had not returned to this Wizard Tower for a very long time.

He sat cross-legged at the Array center.

The next moment, Milton Cheney waved his hand, and a light screen appeared in front of him.

The light screen was further divided into hundreds of smaller light screens.

The images on these different light screens were naturally different.

However, on most of these different screens, there was a figure.

These figures used their hands to release powerful magic, but in Milton Cheney’s eyes, this magic was incredibly crude.

“It’s surprising that in the entire Wizard Realm, there are only just over a hundred Level 5 Wizards.”

Looking at the scenes on the screens, Milton Cheney murmured to himself.

This number was not large; it was extremely few.

After all, the Wizard Realm is vast, and there are too many Realm-level Wizard Organizations.

In such a vast Wizard Realm, with so many Realm-level Wizard Organizations, the number of Level 5 Wizards is just over a hundred.

This includes the numbers of Bloodline Wizards; the number of true Spiritual Wizards is even less than a hundred.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

If the number of Level 5 Wizards was so low, naturally, the number of Level 6 Wizards and even Level 7 Wizards was even fewer.

But those wizards were beyond what Milton Cheney could spy on.

He could force his way into spying, but at least those wizards would realize something was amiss instantly.

These Level 5 Wizards had been under Milton Cheney’s observation for more than a day or two.

The reason Milton Cheney spied on these Level 5 Wizards was simple.

It was to perfect his Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path by observing these Level 5 Wizards’ cultivation.

A cultivation path naturally cannot lack test subjects.

Relying solely on Milton Cheney’s cultivation to perfect the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path was indeed possible, but it would be very slow.

However, the gains from spying on these wizards in the real world were not actually significant.

Milton Cheney’s development of the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path relied on more than just his strong comprehension.

Although his comprehension indeed played a significant role.

Another reason was his observation of test subjects cultivating the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path.

Of course, not test subjects cultivating the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path in the real world.

Milton Cheney was not foolish.

Disseminating the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path in the real world carried risks.

If Mansour became aware of it, even if Milton Cheney wouldn’t be killed, he would suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, Milton Cheney disseminated the Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path within True Body Simulations.

Even within True Body Simulations, Milton Cheney’s experiments were carried out with caution.

After all, for each True Body Simulation, Milton Cheney’s lifespan was at most a few hundred thousand years.

“The Bloody Sea Realm is about to be swept clean, and I wonder how many of these Level 5 Wizards will survive.”

Looking at the scenes on the over a hundred screens, Milton Cheney sighed slightly.

These Level 5 Wizards, in the Wizard Realm, both in status and strength, were already exceedingly high.

But in Mansour’s eyes, these people were no more than ants.

Milton Cheney could have warned these wizards to leave the contentious Bloody Sea Realm earlier, but he did not do so.

After all, he was not familiar with these wizards.

Whether or not these wizards could survive had nothing to do with him.

This was not Milton Cheney being cold-hearted, but there was no need for him to play the Virgin Mary.

If these people were helpful to him, then Milton Cheney wouldn’t mind taking some risks to rescue them, and Mansour likely would not care either.

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Time slowly passed, and before one knew it, three years had gone by.