Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant

Rumble!

Lu Jun's spiritual world expanded rapidly, filled with deep nether radiance. The six major magic systems swelled into a dark starry sky, reaching extreme sublimation, overflowing with a vast supreme might. At the same time, black-gold scales spread inch by inch over his physique, and a red cloak fluttered down in the wind.

His towering figure stood atop the Divine Mountain, like an unrivaled supreme, an ancient Great Emperor, exuding the aura of a man who could hold a pass alone against ten thousand.

Immediately after, the endless Netherworld reflected in the firmament clashed head-on with the millions of demonic auras surging from the east. The two forces confronted each other, black and red interwoven across the sky. A terrifying energy storm echoed in the void, vast stretches of space collapsed, and countless cracks appeared in the heavens.

The massive beast tide actually stalled slightly at this moment, blocked by a single man.

Roar! From deep within the Amazon Empire, an emperor reacted, letting out an enraged roar tinged with faint doubt, urging his forces onward.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Upon the Divine Mountain, the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor ignored everything, continuing its wanton slaughter. The delicate dragon-shaped shadow flickered through the void, its next target the Chief of the Psychic Institute—Gunnar!

The white-haired elder was about to meet his end.

Lu Jun gave a cold snort. With a casual grab, vast nether radiance converged, forming a colossal phantom claw of overwhelming demonic might, fiercely covering a hundred li, enveloping the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor.

But in the next second, he froze slightly, for when the spacetime nether claw fell upon the insect emperor, it was as if it were illusory, passing right through.

At most, due to the special nature of the spacetime system, crossing the boundary caused the Six-Sealed Evil-Eyed Insect Emperor to pause slightly, slowing it by half a beat.

Gunnar's mind stirred, as if sensing something. He seized this moment, turning his body just enough to avoid a fatal strike.

Pfft!

Even so, he could not completely escape disaster. The insect emperor was far too fast. A bloom of blood erupted on his shoulder, a terrifying bloody hole appeared, and his aged body fell to his knees on the spot, coughing blood repeatedly.

A moment later, the insect emperor's form appeared in the void, its six pupils filled with puzzlement, seemingly unable to understand why its speed had slowed.

"What's going on?!"

Little did it know, Lu Jun was even more bewildered. Looking down at his own hands, he realized they had become transparent and illusory at some point.

Lifting his gaze again, he found the endless nether radiance reflected in the sky also carried a faint incorporeal quality, out of place with this world, as if separate from it.

And the beast tide on all sides acted as though they could not see the Netherworld Radiance occupying half the sky.

"Separated by spacetime!"

He understood, and at once, a sense of despair overcame him. He looked toward Gunnar's figure lying in a pool of blood not far away.

The other also looked back, as if seeing him through spacetime, showing a rare smile and nodding warmly.

Seeing this, Lu Jun felt as if a great weight had fallen into his heart. It hurt terribly. He roared in fury, letting the boundless nether radiance cascade down, almost like a scene of world destruction, intending to halt the insect emperor's next attack.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

But no matter how grand and annihilating the commotion, when it fell upon the Divine Mountain's ground, it was like a phantom, passing right through—much like a rendering glitch.

That insect emperor was unimpeded, easily landing another strike, cutting Gunnar down. As its poison spread, his body turned to dust.

Earlier, Lu Jun had been able to hinder it slightly only because his initial transcendence of spacetime allowed a fleeting intersection—paired with the insect emperor's own speed touching upon time, and its spatial system also containing temporal power—they had briefly "brushed past" each other.

Now, as his transcendent image grew stronger, he could no longer interfere with "predetermined history."

"Why at this moment? Why not leave at the right time?"

Lu Jun refused to accept it, raging and unleashing his supreme might.

But it was useless. He was like an outsider, moving through various scenes.

The scenes were so real—the sounds of battle pounded painfully in his eardrums. The tragic fighting made his blood boil, roaring along with them.

Yet he simply could not integrate into it, as if stripped from that world.

When the ancient royal armor and robe upon him gradually dimmed, Lu Jun stopped wasting energy. He stood quietly in place, lowering his gaze in silence, thoughts churning—like a bystander watching slaughter unfold before his eyes, yet unable to act.

Nothing is more frustrating than this—having both the will and the power, yet being separated by spacetime.

In the end, he sighed softly, recalling in his mind the people and events of the past month—maid Lala, Elder Mina, Bayer, and so on. Each had guided him with care, each had placed high hopes in him.

And now, as Lu Jun watched familiar faces fall one after another not far away, a wave of sadness rose in his heart, a kind of bitterness.

"Alas, I've let down everyone's hopes."

His vision became hazy and illusory. Suddenly, he sensed Elder Mina "beside" him move—actually reaching out to pat his shoulder, speaking gently: "Don't be disheartened. You've done nothing wrong."

"Just as I once said, everyone has their own duty. Our responsibility lies in the past, in this era, to fight the Amazon Empire to the death. Yours lies in the future."

The elder's voice comforted the junior across spacetime: "You are the pride of our Council of Elders. Carry the legacy forward and live on."

After saying farewell, Mina turned away without hesitation, walking toward his destined battle.

Lu Jun's throat felt blocked, unable to speak. Perhaps they had already vaguely sensed this but never said it aloud.

He could only watch as Mina walked step by step toward the Eye of Spacetime, his whole body igniting with a transparent flame, spacetime power enveloping him as he forcibly awakened the Supreme Divine Eye.

Rumble!

In an instant, the Eye of Spacetime awakened. Infinite light shone upon the vast worlds, the distorted light of ages filling this space-time domain. The high clouds churned violently like boiling water in a cauldron. Majestic beyond measure, divinely awe-inspiring.

Lu Jun's figure was drowned in the white radiance, his eyes almost unable to open. This world solidified entirely, all things and people frozen in midair like insects in amber.

Suddenly, before losing consciousness, a thought flashed through his mind—he casually tossed a glass bottle from his own storage space downwards.

He did not know how much time had passed when Lu Jun's awareness emerged from deep darkness. He suddenly stood up, looking around at the familiar buildings of the spacetime small town, and couldn't help but be stunned.

For a moment, he almost thought he was still in the Inca Empire and immediately became alert.

But after a long while, what answered him was only an empty expanse; the city was deathly silent, devoid of any trace of human presence.

Seeing this, Lu Jun gradually came back to his senses and murmured in a low voice, "Yes… I'm back. It's all over."

He felt unsettled, a loneliness welling in his heart.

Suddenly, there was movement beside him. Zhao Manyan popped his head out, asking in surprise, "What's over?"

Lu Jun was startled, quickly stepping back a few paces. Looking at Old Zhao's flashy golden hair, he felt a strange daze before smiling and greeting him, "Long time no see, nothing."

Hmm? Old Zhao was puzzled—hadn't they been together the whole time? But he didn't say much. Waving his hand, he slipped into another place to scavenge for treasures.

After this brief interlude, Lu Jun finally shook off the grim, battle-ready mindset he'd been in. In a way, he hadn't seen his companions for over a month.

He stood there for a long time, wondering if the past period had been nothing but a dream.

Lu Jun shook his head and muttered to himself, "Forget it. I'll just check my body to find out."

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