The black light shone brightly.

A forceful strike descended.

Transforming into a towering giant hand.

Facing any Ancestor, even an extremely weakened one, there can be no disregard; if one strikes, it must be with full force, aiming for a decisive kill in one blow.

"Wretched creature! You’re playing tricks, the Ancestor will absolutely not forgive you."

The Great Owl Thunder Ancestor had traversed the Star River for many years, encountering countless events, and initially did not pay much attention to such an ambush.

Not until the black hand considered the swirling storm as nothing, pierced through, annihilated layers of thunder, and further approached, looming over his head, did he instinctively sense something amiss, feeling a calamity was imminent.

In a rage, the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor hurriedly squeezed out the last of his strength for a desperate resistance.

With a thunderous boom, the black hand ultimately descended, striking precisely on that head, burying all angry shouts from the enemy, and the dust settled.

"Unconscious! As expected of an Ancestor, that head isn’t even broken."

Just as Ivan thought, after prolonged struggle and power depletion, the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor’s power was nearing exhaustion, at the brink of collapse, just short of the final fatal blow.

In fact, with the resilience of an Ancestor, if left alone, once the Endless Abyss calms, and the swirling storm weakens, the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor would certainly escape.

But fate is unpredictable!

"Being so arrogant on someone else’s territory, that old guy deserved his misfortune."

"Indeed, indeed."

Having dealt with an Ancestor, the two little ones felt delighted in their hearts.

However, they still had doubts: "This old guy is at the mercy of the True Witch Venerable, but the Ancestor might—might—"

Ivan chuckled and said, "It’s probably difficult to handle, once the opponent recovers, the situation may suddenly change, potentially threatening life, right."

The two little ones nodded continuously.

"I’m more cautious than you, and I have my own way of dealing with the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor, so you don’t need to worry about me."

With these words, the two little ones felt reassured.

At this point, Ivan had repeatedly confirmed that the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor was not faking and was indeed unconscious.

Only then did he connect with the power of authority of the Abyss itself to pull the Great Owl Thunder Ancestor out from the swirling storm, directly stuffing him into the Treasure Realm of the Wisdom Golden Pupil, suppressing him at the center.

At this moment, the Wisdom Golden Pupil began to show some unusual movements.

Ivan received the incoming message, and his expression showed enlightenment; so that’s it, it turns out the Wisdom Golden Pupil is a Supreme Supreme Original Force Treasure, having completed its key transformation, and has manifested its own rule.

The rule is indeed simple, using the Treasure Realm to forcibly make others as subordinates.

But it is also relatively shallow, shallow enough that subduing just one Ancestor would deplete all of its self-rule power, used once and done; once the Ancestor servant dies, the Treasure would also suffer a backlash.

"Done."

Ivan dared not expect more; for now, it was enough.

Soon, they returned to the Mini Primordial Realm, and the Beast Emperor Ancestor separated from a combined state, splitting into two, both filled with exhaustion and contentment on their faces, the two little ones instinctively looked at Ivan.

"Till we meet again, you two."

"Hey! Wait, Sorcerer."

Ivan didn’t say much more, as the person was safely returned, and he didn’t wish to linger longer in someone else’s core land. He turned to leave, but was halted by the Beast Emperor Ancestor from behind.

He turned back and shook his head slightly.

"You really want to reward me, huh? To tell you the truth, thanks to you, this sorcerer has already reaped enough gains on this surprising journey, so no need for anything else."

"This is for you, it was originally yours."

Not being greedy, the little ones insisted on giving it, and before refusing, threw an item to him.

A small misty white sphere, sealed with something inside, as it entered his hand, it gave him an oddly familiar feeling; upon seeing this, he no longer declined and casually waved his hand, vanishing from the Mini Primordial Realm.

A silhouette just disappeared.

Another silhouette immediately emerged.

This silhouette seemed to have been standing there all along.

If Ivan were still in the Mini Primordial Realm, he would instantly recognize that this distinguished figure was the Great Heavenly Mother of the Abyss Plane, only with a blank expression, like a Divine Maiden Jade Statue.

The two little ones showed no surprise, affectionately snuggled over, leaning against the figure’s feet to rest.

Outside the Mini Primordial Realm.

Ivan emerged and realized he could no longer sense the place from before; the feeling of a fish in water disappeared, and even the contract connection with the little one was being rapidly erased by some force.

He paid it no mind and did not interfere; he had anticipated this when he decided to send the little one back.

"It’s different from before. This time, I must avoid some dangers. The chaos of the Endless Abyss is not discerning." He felt as if he had reverted to his original shape, and the surrounding returned to that perilous state.

At this moment, the entire Endless Abyss was gradually returning to its original state, far less dangerous than a few days ago.

Ivan slightly identified the direction and directly embarked on the long journey home.

The Ash Plane.

After several days, Ivan once again approached the Ash Plane. While he was still in the Hidden Realm, Vanessa appeared immediately, showing she had been waiting for a long time.

"Sorcerer Ivan, did everything go smoothly?"

"Smoother than you imagined, I survived by your grace and returned unharmed."

Vanessa, unlike other Great Heavenly Mothers, was relatively gentle in temperament, making the conversation with Ivan less serious—even with a small joke.

"It seems you are in a good mood; you must have gained quite a lot on this trip."

"It’s hard to say, but the result was pretty good."

Ivan briefly described the movements of the Endless Abyss, not mentioning his personal involvement or revealing the secrets of the Abyss Plane.

Even so, the experiences were astonishing.

"My oversight, couldn’t foresee the imminent great changes in the Endless Abyss." Vanessa knew the dangers involved, showing a slight apologetic look.

"No need to say more; nobody could have predicted those changes." Ivan wasn’t concerned.

As they spoke, the two reached the core place of the Ash Plane—the Primordial Realm, which was a thousand times larger and brighter than the Mini Primordial Realm of the Abyss.

However, the Chaos Well, the core of the Primordial Realm, had a significant problem.

Ivan once again stood by the well’s side, observing. Unlike before, he could clearly perceive inside to a particularly peculiar decay, enveloping the Chaos Well and refusing to disperse.

He had a very direct feeling that the well was on the brink of death.

"This trip fulfilled the task well; brought back quite a lot of Abyssal Stones." He felt a bit heavy-hearted, waving a hand to the side, causing numerous Abyssal Stones to appear out of thin air.

The Abyssal Stones landed lightly, neatly arranged on the ground, occupying a considerable area.

He had completed the task with a surplus, exceeding the required amount by more than double, which drew Vanessa’s astonished gaze.

"Indeed, quite a lot. Even if I set out personally, I wouldn’t have gathered this much. You worked hard, Sorcerer Ivan."

"Praise from the Great Heavenly Mother is too generous."

Upon hearing this, Ivan felt a bit embarrassed. If not for a lucky encounter with that little one, given his search efficiency and the circumstances in the Endless Abyss at the time, he would barely have met the task requirements.

Vanessa was unaware of this; inwardly, she admired that this sorcerer was genuine and skilled—she had indeed chosen correctly.

"Shall we begin the repair now?"

"No, there’s no rush. Sorcerer Ivan just returned from afar; first take a good rest. After you are well-rested, we’ll plan accordingly. At that time, I’ll need your assistance."

"No problem, this time in the Abyss, I learned quite a bit and need time to consolidate."

The Chaos Well is the foundation of the Great Plane, involving the absorption and transformation of Chaotic Energy; its repair is naturally an extremely tedious and complex matter, also a lengthy process.

Facing the invitation of the Great Heavenly Mother, Ivan did not decline. With his gains from the Endless Abyss, he could indeed contribute to the repair.

This confident response once again caught Vanessa’s attention.

Vanessa was very perceptive, immediately guessing that his previous mentioning of gaining more than expected was not simple; evidently, this sorcerer is indeed fortunate.

This made Vanessa more resolute in a thought—she must facilitate a close union between them quickly to keep the sorcerer permanently in the Ash Plane.

"What’s wrong?"

"Are you injured?"

Ivan suddenly sensed something, showing a slight change in his expression before returning to normal. Vanessa, extremely sharp, noticed immediately and asked with concern again and again.

"Do I look injured? Something small came to my attention; just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

"Alright then."

Vanessa knew well; if it truly was a trivial matter, Ivan wouldn’t even blink, let alone show a change in expression. But since the sorcerer wasn’t willing to talk about it, she didn’t push further.

Afterward, Ivan settled in the Ash Plane and began to sort through what he recently gained.