SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

In the heart of the now-stilled trial realm, after the storm of emotion, pain, and redemption had passed, a silence descended—deep, sacred, eternal.

From the golden mist above, a radiant serpentine figure slowly descended.

She was no longer just a pair of eyes in the dark.

The Sky Naga had revealed her true form.

A majestic serpent stretching hundreds of meters in length, her shimmering sapphire scales bore the marks of countless divine patterns. Her head resembled a celestial dragon, crowned by nine ivory horns and a luminous crest that burned like a second sun.

Her eyes, calm and deep as the celestial sea, looked at Kent with a newfound expression: Respect.

Kent, still seated on the cracked ground, stood up quietly. His robes were torn. His hair matted. His aura calm—yet beneath it burned a fierce golden brilliance, barely contained.

The Sky Naga floated before him, coiling gracefully in mid-air like a river of stars.

“Mortal… no—Kent Hall, you have completed what even the Naga heirs failed to achieve.”

Her voice, unlike before, now carried a touch of gentleness.

“You faced your sins and regrets… not as a god, but as a man. And still, you chose to walk forward.”

Kent remained silent, but his eyes burned steady.

She gave a small smile—or the Naga’s equivalent of one—as she lifted one glowing claw and opened a shimmering vortex of light.

From it, three divine treasures descended slowly before Kent, each radiating its own unique presence.

“As promised, the rewards of the Divine Heart Trial,” she said solemnly.

The first was a jade crystal the size of a clenched fist. It radiated warm emerald light and exhaled a subtle harmony of five elements.

“Divine Naga Jade,” she said, “an origin fragment left by the Sacred Naga itself. It contains the elemental essence of this realm. Once refined, your cultivation will harmonize with the laws of the Immortal World, and your body will become attuned to all elemental flows.”

Kent reached out. The moment his fingers touched the jade, his body slightly trembled. It was warm… but powerful beyond measure.

The second reward floated up—a radiant, arrow-shaped object forged entirely of glowing red-gold flame.

“Nagastra, Second Form,” the Sky Naga declared. “A weapon of calamity. Once fired with killing intent, it summons the wrath of hell itself upon your enemies. Use it sparingly. It will only respond to your will once every hundred days.”

Kent’s eyes narrowed slightly. The weapon was dangerous… but deeply resonant with his aura. He reached out and the arrow slowly floated into his palm, then dissolved into his body—sealing itself into his soul.

The third reward was smaller, a fist-sized sharp crystal glowing with condensed memory essence—swirling golden images flickered inside.

“This is the Memory Crystal of the Supreme Naga Warrior, the bow-wielder who once shattered a world gate and slew three Divine Beasts in a single battle. Inside lies his combat memory, archery understanding, and his final battle will.”

Kent bowed slightly at the waist. This wasn’t just a reward.

It was a torch passed across ages.

The Sky Naga’s expression softened further. She lowered her massive body until her eyes were level with Kent.

“Refine the jade now,” she said gently. “I will stabilize your body and soul during the process. You’ve awakened your heart, but your cultivation path still needs realignment.”

Kent nodded, sat cross-legged, and placed the jade upon his chest.

With a soft exhale, his cultivation base surged to life. The Divine Naga Jade began to melt into a stream of shimmering green-gold liquid light, merging into his veins and bones.

His skin began to glow faintly.

The Sky Naga chanted an ancient Naga hymn. With each verse, elemental energy from all directions poured toward Kent like streams rushing to a single ocean.

The fire around him did not burn him.

The earth under him did not resist.

Wind wrapped him like a lover.

Water merged with his blood.

Lightning curled within his marrow.

And space itself… seemed to breathe with him.

This was no simple advancement—it was a reconstruction.

Minutes passed. Then hours.

The trial realm remained suspended in time, stars frozen in place, the Sky Naga coiled in silence like a divine guardian.

Suddenly, a boom rang from within Kent’s dantian.

A golden ring of light burst out around his body, leveling the stone ground and creating a crater beneath him.

Late Earth Magus Stage.

But the aura he now carried was not ordinary—it was harmonized. Divine. Even the chaotic elements now flowed like obedient rivers within him.

Kent slowly opened his eyes.

They were brighter. Sharper. As if he could see not just the world—but its laws.

He stood.

The Sky Naga watched him, now fully aware of what she had just witnessed.

“You have taken the final step of the Earth Magus realm,” she said softly, “but your true ascent has only just begun. Ahead lies Heaven Magus… and beyond that, godhood.”

Kent said nothing. But his gaze now held a clarity and weight that no longer needed words.

The Divine Naga Jade had not just empowered him.

It had realigned him—with the flow of this world, and with his own destiny.

The Sky Naga extended her head forward and gently nudged Kent’s shoulder with her forehead—a gesture of divine acknowledgment.

“Go. Your fate awaits in the upper realm. But remember—strength without heart is just another storm waiting to be broken.”

Kent turned around, the crystal memory glowing in his hand, Nagastra sealed within his soul, and his heart burning with a silent vow.

He stepped forward.

In the distance, a lone staircase carved from eternal stone rose toward an ancient doorway — towering, sealed, and glowing with celestial patterns. This was the exit of the trial ground… Kent walked up the steps slowly.

His footsteps echoed with the quiet weight of everything he had endured.

The final step.

He stood before the massive double doors, carved with images of the Sacred Naga and ancient battles across time. Before he could even raise his hand—

A presence rushed from the side.

Soft footsteps. Barely audible.

And then—

“Kent!”

She crashed into his-arms.

A small, delicate figure wrapped in soft golden robes. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and the scent of wild jasmine followed with it. Her hands trembled as they clutched his shoulders, and her face buried itself in his chest.

Her big breasts pressed hard against his body like soft cushions!

Nyara. The second princess of Naga Clan… The lady who brought Kent to this trail ground.

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