Spell Return: My Level Is Nascent Soul

Wang Nian waited for thirty years and finally waited for the day to go home. But when he stepped into the return gate, what he saw in front of him was not Blue Star—but a modern city ravaged by monsters. High-rise buildings collapsed, cars honked, and people fled. There were silhouettes of people armed with weapons suspended in the air, and there were mountains of giant insects on the streets, sucking living people into their mouths and chewing them up. Familiar streets, strange world. Thirty years of hard training have resulted in another hell. Wang Nian collapsed. He knelt in the ruins and screamed and cried, asking the sky why it was so unfair. Until the giant insect's tongue rolled around his body. He looked up, his eyes turning from despair to madness. Since I can't go back—— Then kill the world. Reach for stars with one hand and crush mountains of cursed spirits. When flesh and blood rained down from the sky, the surviving conjurers looked at the young man in purple robe who fell to the ground in horror, with cold sweat soaking their backs.