From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 255: Chapter 245: Realization

White Bones Canyon.

The dense fog lifted for the fourth time, and Chris calmly looked at his palm, feeling that he had successfully grasped a considerable amount of the Power of Consecution.

The Path of Tranquility was absolutely related to death.

The mystical atmosphere, or "Spirit Aura," contained within the mysterious valley of white bones was very conducive to digesting the power of the Path of Tranquility.

So that's how it is.

He nodded slightly and then couldn't help but ponder one thing.

This valley, transformed from white bones to white jade, was actually a relic left by Heavenly Enlightenment, which meant that Heavenly Enlightenment powerful experts had the ability to create similar areas.

Then, were there other similar places in the world, special regions even more suitable for Extraordinary Exponents on the God Pantheon stairway to grasp power?

Chris felt certain that such places exist.

Obviously, if the Fischer family wanted the Extraordinary Exponents of the Dawn Church to quicken their mastery of the God Pantheon stairway, it was evident that they needed to find more similar places.

Without doubt, this was very important intelligence.

Whether one could take this information out from here was another matter entirely.

In the valley's fields sat a thin man with a full beard, his eyes incredibly tranquil, his expression more composed and calm than ever before.

Zayne's mindset had finally settled, fully accepting the fact that they were trapped in the valley and might spend their entire lives here.

He often gazed up at the sky, lost in contemplation.

"I've never, like now, cast away all thoughts and worries."

"This feeling, it's really wondrous."

"Things that required utmost importance in the past, concerns deep within my heart, now gradually matter less to me."

Zayne was born into the Frosac family, one of the East's Ten Great Pillars, and a member of the Eight Great Families of Cyart.

He never suffered hardship from a young age, always leading a life of privilege, enjoying the finest resources and growing step by step.

The strongest power of Bloodline of the Frosac family stemmed from an ancient magic beast, the "Wasteland Beast," and both the family head, "White Giant Beast," and Zayne's uncle, "Claws of Wasteland," inherited the powerful ancient bloodline of the "Wasteland Beast."

However, Zayne, although an Extraordinary Exponent, awoke not with the bloodline of the "Wasteland Beast" but with an oceanic type of Bloodline power, originating from the high-level magic beast "Deep Sea Whale Shark."

For a small family, awakening the bloodline of a high-level magic beast would no doubt be impressive, but in a major clan, it was rather uncomfortable.

"Deep Sea Whale Shark" was a Bloodline power capable of releasing Water Element Spells, and it also endowed its bearer with considerable strength and defense.

Not the best card to have, but Zayne's cultivation talent was quite good within the family, and could even barely be called a genius by some.

The only issue was that the Frosac family lacked a Monarch legacy of the oceanic type, and in order to obtain such a Monarch legacy, he chose to join the Tempest Church.

As for how devout he was to the Tempest Overlord, Zayne himself wasn't even sure.

By his early twenties, Zayne had reached the powerful stage of high-level Transmutation, and even began to approach the Metamorphosis Phase, becoming an Acting Bishop, an existence above millions in the East Coast Province.

His journey had been easy, earning the envy and jealousy of countless others.

In the years following the death of the "Thunderous Monarch," Zayne was laden with the Frosac family's great expectations; everyone held unlimited hope for him.

But years had passed since then, and Zayne still showed no sign of breaking through to Monarchy, even gradually being caught up by those with lesser talents than his own.

Chris, that guy was even a little more talented than him, okay, there's always someone like that, let it go.

However, Viscount Bast, who was nearly at death's door yet suddenly on the verge of a Monarch breakthrough, placed significant psychological pressure on Zayne.

Was he truly a genius or just a waste?

Zayne had reviewed the church's historical records and was very clear about one thing deep within his heart—over the years, many had reached the Metamorphosis Phase, but regardless of talent, the actual number of Extraordinary Exponents who successfully completed metamorphosis and achieved Monarchy was scarce.

At this most crucial step, they were no longer just competing for resources and talent; luck, opportunity, and even temperament were all vitally important elements.

Gazing at the night sky and the beautiful moon, stars twinkling faintly in the darkness like scattered diamonds.

The moon hung high, bright as a silver platter, casting down a soft glow.

Under the moonlight, everything became peaceful and harmonious, the world steeped in a dreamlike atmosphere.

Suddenly, an idea dawned on him, and he understood an important truth deep in his heart.

He might never leave this valley, and didn't the same apply to his journey towards the Extraordinary? Wasn't that similarly out of reach?

"I might never achieve Monarchy in my lifetime."

But what of it?

Once he understood everything, Zayne felt an immense relief, as if heavy locks in his heart suddenly shattered, and he quietly bowed his head.

Suddenly, as if falling asleep, he sat motionless in the fields with his eyes closed.

The people in the canyon gradually could no longer sense his presence.

"Dragon Taming Lord" Aldrich was the first to approach Zayne, staring calmly at the man before him, nodding lightly.

He spoke indifferently:

"A thirty percent chance, not high but not low either, now it all depends on your effort and luck."

——

In the forests outside Nasir Town.

The dismembered corpses of many evil cultists lay scattered across the ground, a dispute unfolding beside the bodies.

Lilian of the Fischer family looked troubled, and the man standing in front of her was Colonel Abel of the Lion clan.

Colonel Abel was different from before, no longer the stern and meticulous man, but having become somewhat crazy, his eyes filled with a beast-like ferocity.

Lilian was holding a white wooden box, accompanied by a dozen members of the Fischer family.

She nodded slightly and said, "Of course we can give it to the Lion clan, but the Fischer family also needs certain compensation."

"After all, we put a lot of effort into getting this! It can't just be given away for nothing."

Colonel Abel slowly shook his head and responded, "But I had my eye on it a long time ago, you just happened to make the first move."

Lilian found it hard to understand why Abel was picking a fight, and slowly said, "You just suddenly showed up after we had taken action, and besides, we are closer to Fischer territory."

"..."

Colonel Abel fell silent for a while before suddenly saying with a cold voice, "I don't care about that; in any case, it should belong to our Lion clan!"

Just then, more people arrived at the scene, and the subordinates from the Fischer family immediately bowed respectfully.

"Patriarch."

Darren arrived at the scene of the dispute and immediately saluted Colonel Abel, his tone unusually respectful.

"Colonel! Long time no see!"

"It's you, Darren…"

Colonel Abel, seeing Darren who had once been his adjutant, grew misty-eyed as he recalled the many things they had experienced together on the battlefield.

But his body started to tremble slightly as if the memories of the war had touched a deep, sensitive scar within his heart.

"What's this?"

Darren walked over to look at the object in his sister Lilian's hands and asked, to which Lilian promptly replied.

"A Mysterious rare artifact, Treasure class, but its effect is very good, quite valuable."

"What effect?" Darren continued to inquire.

Lilian went on to explain, "It allows one to continually absorb moonlight to steadily recover life force, a healing type of Mysterious rare artifact. In just a few hours, it can completely heal grievous wounds."

Although its effect was nowhere near that of the "Spirit-returning Tree," its existence was still precious since she couldn't always be beside every member of the family.

A top Treasure class rare artifact, huh?

No wonder.

Darren nodded slightly and smiled as he acknowledged the silent Colonel Abel, continuing to question his sister.

"Why are you having a dispute? Where exactly did this Mysterious rare artifact come from?"

Lilian took a deep breath and said with a furrowed brow, "Based on intelligence, we intercepted a group of evil cultists disguised as farmers, and then we obtained this Mysterious rare artifact. But suddenly, Colonel Abel came saying we should hand it over to him without any compensation."

Darren was taken aback, not expecting Colonel Abel to behave so indecorously. The families had such a good relationship; there was no need for such 'robbery.'

Still, after pondering, he nodded slightly.

"It's fine, just give it to him, Lilian."

Lilian still felt uncomfortable deep inside, but she nodded regardless.

However, Colonel Abel, with reddened eyes, took the object but continued to complain unrelentingly.

"Darren, Lilian, I know what you're thinking. The Fischer family believes that with Bast and Renzo gone, the Lion clan is no longer above you."

"Am I right?"

Lilian remained silent while Darren smiled calmly and shook his head, saying, "Don't say that, Colonel Abel, you are my superior, and you always will be."

After Darren finished speaking, he tried to embrace Colonel Abel, but he was snubbed with a cold snort.

After Colonel Abel left, Lilian could no longer contain her frustration and said, "What's wrong with him, he seems off."

"Abel's condition does seem very strange."

Darren also felt that the man was different from the strict Colonel he remembered, and as the acting head of the Lion clan, it didn't make sense for him to be so odd.

"But actually, in one matter, Abel was right, that is, the influence of the Lion clan is waning, and they themselves are worried about it."

"If it had been Bast standing there, you probably wouldn't dare to quarrel, even if it were you, right?"

Lilian slowly nodded, admitting to herself that even though Colonel Abel was a high-level Transmutation Extraordinary Exponent, she didn't feel threatened, not as feared as Viscount Bast.

She didn't really believe that offending Abel would lead to any serious conflict with the Fischer family. And even if things did come to a head, Lilian wasn't afraid of the Lion clan as it was now.

"Has the intense anxiety and unease overwhelmed him? Or is there another reason?"

Darren fell into deep thought, realizing there might be a significant reason behind Abel's change that shouldn't be ignored.

——

A week later, Colonel Abel, having returned to Fein City, suddenly awoke in the middle of the night.

"Ah, ah, ahhh..."

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The man kept taking deep breaths in the room as sweat trickled down, his head shaking as he looked around.

Something felt very wrong.

In the room, it seemed as if something was watching him!

"Who is it!"

"Who the hell is it?"

Colonel Abel started to roar, yelling:

"Come out already, is it Fischer's people? Who are you? Why are you tormenting me!"

In a dark corner of the room, a shadow quietly watched Abel.