Earth's Greatest Magus

Chapter 2828: The Seals

Emery strained against the chains once more. The metal groaned, frost cracking along their surface.

For a fleeting moment, raw fury threatened to take over.

But Emery forced the rage back.

This prison was layered with formation seals that intertwined physical restraint with soul confinement. Every reckless burst of power would only feed the prison further.

No.

The answer lies in the soul.

Closing his eyes, Emery steadied his breathing and expanded his divine sense.

Earlier, he had managed to create a hairline crack—just enough to glimpse the outside world through a narrow window in the pagoda’s structure. That confirmed just like any formations, it has the a core.

Now he needed to find it.

He withdrew a purple gem pendant from his domain and the artifact unfolded at his command, reshaping itself into a hovering cube of radiant geometry.

The Astral Link.

A high-grade tier-seven artifact left behind by Randhal, designed not for battle, but for perception and soul synchronization. As it activated, Emery felt his soul power expand and refine, his consciousness sharpening as if the universe itself had been brought closer.

The world changed.

Layers upon layers of formation lines revealed themselves across the chamber walls—interlocking seals, reinforcement matrices, suppression arrays. Each formation eye was buried beneath multiple layers of protection.

Breaking those would take hours, maybe days.

He shifted his focus.

Sweeping upward, he finally saw it—the weakest convergence point, cleverly disguised beneath overlapping formations rather than reinforced. Directly above him.

The ceiling.

No—more than that.

It was a passage. A stairway, linking this floor to the one above.

That’s it.

With his physical body still chained, Emery made his decision without hesitation. He severed part of his consciousness, projecting it upward as the Dao of Heaven and Earth ignited within his soul. The Astral Link flared, amplifying the projection into a focused lance of will that pierced toward the formation eye.

The resistance was immediate.

Cold slammed into him, biting and corrosive, as if his soul were plunging into glacial depths. The formation retaliated, compressing space around his consciousness, attempting to crush and erase it.

Emery endured.

He pushed forward, carving microscopic fractures into the formation’s structure.

Then—

CRACK.

The formation eye shattered.

Emery’s consciousness burst through—not into freedom, but into another chamber.

Cold mist swirled around him, thick and suffocating. The temperature plummeted instantly, carrying with it a pressure that coiled like a living thing.

A hissing sound echoed.

From the mist emerged a massive serpentine figure, its azure scales shimmering with divine frost, eyes burning with ancient malice.

VIA’s warning rang out instantly.

[Azure Tyrant Serpent]

[Classification: God-Level Beast]

The serpent thrashed, ice flooding the chamber, its roar sending waves of soul-chilling force crashing against Emery’s consciousness.

Fortunately, the beast was bound by the same limitation as he was—it existed only in soul form, without Its true god-level physique.

Elysian roots burst forth from the void, thick and radiant, coiling around the serpent’s body to restrain its movement. At the same time, a blade of pure nothingness formed along Emery’s arm, the void blade humming as it carved into the creature’s azure scales. Sparks of frozen soul energy scattered with every strike.

The serpent hissed in fury.

The temperature of the chamber plummeted again, an overwhelming chill flooding the space as layers of ice-law suppression pressed down on Emery’s movements, attempting to freeze his soul in place—yet the Dao of Heaven and Earth surged in response, stabilizing his core and shielding him from cold.

With a sharp roar, Emery tore free.

”BREAK!”

He burst through the freezing pressure and drove the void blade straight through the serpent’s skull. Not stopping there, he charged forward, his body slicing cleanly through the creature’s massive soul-form, splitting it in two from head to tail.

The serpent let out one final, distorted shriek before collapsing into countless motes of pale-blue energy, its soul dissolving into the void.

At the same instant, Emery felt it—

One chain around his physical body snapped.

Only one.

Out of many.

Understanding dawned immediately.

So that’s how it works.

The Demon-Sealing Pagoda was not powered by formation energy alone. Each layer was reinforced by a bound god-level soul. To weaken the prison, he had to destroy them—floor by floor.

No shortcuts.

Without hesitation, Emery drove his consciousness upward again. The Astral Link spun faster, burning brighter as it smashed through the next seal.

The path to the second floor opened.

This time, the chamber was colder.

Two identical Azure Tyrant Serpents emerged from the mist, their combined presence dragging the temperature down to an even more oppressive extreme. The freezing pressure doubled, frost spreading like poison through the chamber.

Emery narrowed his eyes.

”Bring it on.”

He surged forward—and then a whisper echoed inside his mind., a female voice.

Emery twisted mid-motion, narrowly avoiding one serpent’s strike as his divine sense flared outward.

”Who are you?!” he demanded, dodging another attack as ice shattered where he had been a moment earlier.

The voice did not come from the chamber.

It came from above.

From within the pagoda itself.

A soft chuckle followed.

Emery’s irritation flared sharply.

He had no patience for games.

The Dao of Heaven and Earth roared within him as he forcibly shifted elements, igniting fire-aspected energy through his cultivation. The void blade blazed brighter, tearing free from the serpents’ constriction as he struck decisively.

One serpent fell.

Then the other.

Their soul-forms shattered into light, dissolving into the void.

the voice echoed again, laced with amusement.

The girl...

Emery’s mind snapped instantly to Klea.

She was here.

She was trapped in this thing.

His gaze lifted toward the higher floors, burning with challenge.

”Tell me who you are!!!” he shouted upward.

Another laugh answered him, calm and confident.

”You’ll know... if you can reach the top floor.... In fact... I’ll even make it easier for you.”

This time, the seal above shattered on its own.

The path to the third floor opened willingly.

But before Emery could advance, three Azure Tyrant Serpents descended at once, their presence plunging the chamber into lethal cold. The restraints on his physical body loosened slightly—yet the freezing suppression intensified, threatening to grind his soul down through sheer attrition.

Emery wasn’t worried.

He was furious.

Enough was enough.

He made his decision instantly.

He access the Khaos hub.

Stood in front of the Famine Gate

Instead of stepping through and use his only chance of escape, he reversed the flow.

He summoned his Light Avatar.

The rift tore open, and the avatar descended in a blaze of Killgragah’s flames, carrying with it every fragment of law comprehension it had accumulated across Gaia.

The effect was immediate and overwhelming.

Emery’s soul ignited.

Power surged back into him like a tidal wave.

Flames clashed against ice, obliterating suppression, it wrapped around his form as he charged forward, annihilating all three serpents in seconds, their god-level souls disintegrating under absolute dominance.

The chamber shook violently.

”Stop wasting my time,” Emery snarled. ”Bring them all out.”