Chapter 83

"Alright!" Sain agreed straightforwardly.

Putting aside the matter of introducing the Sandworm King to the Wizard Alliance, what he most wanted to do now was to leave the Yellow Sand World.

As for whether he could succeed, Sain himself was unsure, and the Sandworm King did not make any rigid demands.

A total of thirty-one second-grade energy crystals were the advance payment the Sandworm King gave to Sain.

The other party promised that if it could successfully join the Wizard Alliance, there would be further rewards.

What did the gratitude of a fourth-grade creature mean to a being that hadn't even reached the first grade?

Sain was not blinded by the immediate gains. Even in the Sandworm King's enthusiastic and friendly demeanor, he sensed a hint of unease.

The exchange between Sain and the Sandworm King lasted half a day.

Apart from the matter of helping the Sandworm King join the Wizard Alliance, the rest of the time was spent with Sain boldly asking the Sandworm King about things he was interested in.

Perhaps the harsh environment of the Yellow Sand World had already tempered Sain's spirit and will to be sufficiently resilient and broad-minded.

Or perhaps after learning what the Sandworm King specifically wanted, Sain gradually relaxed.

Sain asked many and varied questions.

For example, he asked where the Sandworm King came from?

What was the Astral Plane like?

What was the relationship between planes?

Had it been to other worlds?

And so on.

Sain's series of questions demonstrated the spirit of exploration of an excellent spellcaster towards truth and the unknown.

Don't look at Sain as just an apprentice; as his mentor Moses had once commented when they first met, his learning attitude and spirit of exploration had already surpassed many formal wizards.

In response to Sain's series of questions, the Sandworm King selectively answered some.

It did not reveal which world it came from, nor did it elaborate on what it had encountered in the Astral Plane.

It only mentioned that the Astral Plane was the place where all planes existed.

As long as one flew upwards within a plane and broke through the plane barrier, they could reach the Astral Plane.

The acquisition of much information that Sain had never encountered before opened up a new space in his mind.

It was a vaster space, representing the boundless Astral Plane and the brilliance of countless planes.

It was also from this Sandworm King that Sain learned that the stars he saw at night each represented a plane.

Including the three suns of the Yellow Sand World, their essence was the three smaller fire elemental demi-planes surrounding the Yellow Sand World.

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Sain eventually left with a satisfied heart.

Because of the promise from the fourth-grade Sandworm King, the sandworms in the underground space did not make things difficult for him when he left.

Only after Sain's figure disappeared in the sand cave did the wriggling sounds of the sandworms gradually appear.

Due to the loss of thirty-one second-grade energy crystals, the underground sand cave where the Sandworm King was located had become much darker.

But it was precisely this dim environment that made the Sandworm King, encased in amber, appear even more terrifying and fearsome.

The few dozen second-grade energy crystals still embedded here and there provided the underground sand cave with a limited amount of light.

When the wriggling sounds of the sandworms stopped, several giant sandworms, each over thirty meters long, emerged from various corners.

Each of these giant sandworms, over thirty meters long, emitted a life force that was no less than that of the headmaster of the Black Magic Academy, Dada Long.

And below their fanged heads, there were several elongated eyes scattered.

A cunning light flickered in them, indicating that they all possessed considerable intelligence.

"King, why did you let that little magic apprentice leave? Aren't you worried about our existence being exposed?" one of the sandworms hissed, which was their unique way of communication.

"Shut up, do you want to question the King's decision?" another sandworm roared, its fangs almost biting the neck of the questioning sandworm.

The social structure of the sandworms determined that these weaker sandworms could not defy the will of the King.

Not to mention, all the sandworms in this underground space, including the countless, densely packed sandworms, could be considered the offspring of the Sandworm King in the amber.

"The power of the Wizard World far exceeds our imagination," the will of the Sandworm King gradually echoed from within the amber.

"Laughably, I was so ignorant as to cross that naturally formed spatial rift, thinking that I could feast after arriving in a place with an abundant energy environment."

"Although I did indeed eat a lot of life forms in the Wizard World during the initial descent, including a few third-grade beings, I was soon met with the cleanup by the guardians of the Wizard World."

"The guardian of the Wizard World! I suspect she is already at the peak of the sixth grade and is about to touch the level of a True Spirit Sovereign!"

"Just one strike, and my body was split into two, and I was thrown out of the Wizard World like garbage."

"If I hadn't promptly devoured the other half of my body to preserve my essence."

"And if the nature of this broken world hadn't been so compatible with my sand-based laws."

"I would have died outright back then," the Sandworm King said solemnly.

The Sandworm King had traveled far and wide in the Astral Plane for many years.

It was not considered weak even among fourth-grade beings.

But such an existence, after descending into the Wizard World, was killed and discarded by the guardian before it could even understand the situation, after just a few bites.

This terrifying world was the first of its kind in the Sandworm King's long 50,000-year life.

Choosing to join the Wizard Alliance was a last resort.

After all, if you can't beat them, join them; this was indeed a more realistic way to survive.

Moreover, the Sandworm King did not really want to join the Wizard Alliance; what it wanted more was to heal its wounds and quickly leave this place of trouble.

The specific coordinates of the Yellow Sand World were not far from the Wizard World.

This should have been a broken plane with no further development value, which is why it was abandoned and ignored by the Wizard Civilization.

This place was still within the core territory of the Wizard Civilization's radiating star domain, and as an outsider, especially one who had been killed by the Summer Guardian of the Wizard World, every inch of land here was a symbol of danger for the Sandworm King.

The Sandworm King wanted to escape back to its original star domain through that naturally formed spatial rift.

But the reality was that the spatial rift had long been sealed by the Summer Guardian.

"A year ago, you should have felt the commotion of the battle between the two demigods from the other end of the passage."

"If I were at my peak, I wouldn't fear those two mere demigods, but in my current state, I might not be able to suppress them."

"Moreover, I am more concerned about attracting the attention of the fourth-grade and above powerhouses of the Wizard World."

"Let that little guy go and create a diversion, buying us time."

"Being able to join the Wizard Alliance is fine."

"Even if I can't join, as long as I can buy more time, I can take you all away from this world," the Sandworm King said in a low voice.