The disc radiated a gentle glow of wisdom. If a creature had the chance to get close, they would be influenced by this glow of wisdom, their thinking becoming agile, their understanding greatly enhanced.

This treasure is the Wisdom Golden Pupil he acquired not long ago.

Through the Wisdom Golden Pupil, one could see the depths of the Treasure Realm. In the center of the Treasure Realm floated a person, bound tightly by golden chains emanating from all directions of the realm.

At this moment, Great Owl Thunder Ancestor’s expression kept changing, his body occasionally flickering with lightning and thunder, surrounded by swirling sinister mist.

"Fortunately, under the suppression of the Wisdom Golden Pupil, Great Owl Thunder Ancestor remains well-behaved."

Ivan couldn’t help worrying. Great Owl Thunder Ancestor awoke suddenly from a coma sensing danger. Thankfully, the Wisdom Golden Pupil was more unique than he anticipated, and the situation he feared had never materialized.

Upon closer inspection, there was a golden mark on Great Owl Thunder Ancestor’s forehead, flickering as if it were an eye.

Once the Golden Seal is imprinted, Great Owl Thunder Ancestor will be officially enslaved by the Wisdom Golden Pupil, becoming his strongest guard, and he eagerly anticipated the arrival of that day.

"Chaos Evil Thought, has it been brought by the heavenly object from Moon Lake Forest?"

Great Owl Thunder Ancestor harbored another major trouble—the evil thought force, exuding a rich chaotic aura, had become inseparable from him, striking fear in those who saw it even from afar.

Back then, Ivan too had glimpsed a chaotic falling object at the bottom of Moon Lake Forest and didn’t expect such evil intentions to be hidden within.

The Light of Wisdom excels at suppressing and purifying Alien Power, especially ominous forces, making the cleansing of these chaotic evil thoughts a simple task.

If it weren’t for this, he would have long discarded Great Owl Thunder Ancestor, who was plagued by such troubles.

Now, all he needed to do was wait—await the cleansing of the chaotic evil, wait for the Golden Seal to take shape, by then he would possess the power to rival the Ancestor.

This process might take five years, ten years, or even a century.

Ivan wasn’t anxious about it.

Among the most pleasing outcomes from this Abyss journey was the acquisition of enormous knowledge, including insights into the Mini Primordial Realm, exploration of the Abyssal authority, and personal experiences with the Great Shore Devouring Technique, among others.

All of this was worth his calm and meticulous appreciation, worth his in-depth research and repeated contemplation.

Now was the perfect time. Ivan multitasked, submerging most of his mind into the ocean of knowledge and truth, unknowingly forgetting the passage of time.

At intervals, wisdom power would appear out of nowhere, entering his body, silently indicating the progress of his comprehension.

"What an incredible Wisdom Elder, this way of power transmission is unheard of. Every time I see it, it evokes amazement."

Vanessa, the Great Heavenly Mother overseeing everything in the Ash Plane, couldn’t ignore the continuous commotion occurring here. She didn’t deliberately sense it but was roughly aware of the situation inside.

Seeing this, she couldn’t help but feel happy for the people inside.

"I wonder what other gains Sorcerer Ivan might have this time. Are there any related to the wisdom legacy?"

"Those Ancestors have many methods. The news of him becoming Supreme likely won’t remain a secret for long. Lately, the Star River both inside and outside has been quite turbulent, and I have an ominous premonition. I hope it’s not what I fear."

Despite her happiness, Vanessa felt a heavy weight pressing against her heart, sensing a bad omen.

Nevertheless, she did not disturb those engrossed in the exploration of truth, for some things are inevitable, and haste would not help.