Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

That evening, Anvis began his daily meditation routine as usual.

Accompanied by the operation of an exclusive meditation technique, the thick spiritual power in the Spirit Space ebbed and flowed like the tide. Each rise and fall made it more concentrated and powerful.

After an indeterminate period...

In a hazy state, Anvis looked around bewilderedly.

The surroundings were a desolate and silent gray plain, with unevenly sized grayish-white rocks sparsely strewn across the utterly flat gravel terrain, devoid of any vegetation.

At that moment, he was riding a horse, slowly walking down a lengthy gray stone path.

The path ahead was not straight but curved slightly, stretching endlessly into the far distance, like the grayish-white mountains in the backdrop.

The sky seemed enshrouded in thick dark clouds, dim and grayish-white, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.

The sound of horse hooves clattered, echoing on the quiet road.

Strangely, Anvis felt nothing amiss.