Transcendent Dawn

Su Lu was certain that there was no belief in the God of Death in this place on the Dragon continent.

Even among the ancestral spirits, there wasn’t one who claimed to hold the regalia of death.

“Could it be a great existence from somewhere else… And its influence here has gradually faded away?”

Su Lu drew in a breath; he could feel his palms getting a little sweaty.

If not for the Twilight of the Gods, he would most likely have turned and run by now.

Rashly exploring the church of such an existence, there’s a good chance he might attract the attention of the great being and incur some indescribable curses.

“But now, even the Mother Earth Goddess has not projected her power into this place…”

“Isn’t this exactly what I’m looking for? Compared to the artifacts and legacies left behind in the legends… the treasures left behind by the gods are more likely to make me wealthy overnight!”

Risk and opportunity coexist!

At the current state of things, the opportunities here are greater and the risks are smaller! Enough to make Su Lu excited!

After thinking, Su Lu took a few steps back, conjured a shadow clone, took a deep breath, and went forward to push open the door.

Creak!

The door seemed intact but was actually in a state of disrepair.

With a gentle push from him, it let out a distressed sound, collapsing and shattering like glass on the ground.

The shadow clone took a brief look around to make sure nothing was out of the ordinary, and then entered the church.

The most conspicuous thing that met his eyes was the moon-shaped decoration that has been framed high above.

“The moon…it exists in many worlds and is considered the embodiment of the spiritual Yin aspect, and deeply associated with death…”

The shadow clone murmured, looking around with some doubt.

The interior of the church was spacious, with quite a few skeletons on the seats, seemingly gathered for worship, but met with sudden death.

The shadow clone made its way to the podium in front, where the preacher was standing.

The preacher was still maintaining a standing posture, donned in a torn black priest robe, with a hefty book laid out in front of him.

It was a weighty tome with a white cover, seemingly filled with writings and esoteric symbols on parchment.

“Huh?”

The shadow clone’s eyes twitched, and it took a step closer for a slight touch.

Crash!

The Bone Priest couldn’t maintain his standing pose anymore, falling into a pile of collapsed bones on the ground.

The resulting vibration seemed to trigger a chain reaction, as all the skeletons in the church that were erect or maintaining a sitting posture collapsed instantaneously, even turning into dust.

‘Sorry…’

The shadow clone felt a bit sweaty, but the next moment, its gaze was drawn to the religious book.

Knowing how dangerous it could be, it used a great force of will to close the book, instead of reading it.

Slam!

As the book was closed, its hard, snow-white cover was revealed, adorned with a bas-relief of flowers and bones.

A line of Gulam words appeared.

“This refers to…bones, flowers, and death…”

The shadow clone murmured, its pupils suddenly shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

At the moment his words were spoken.

Everything around him plunged into haziness! The world seemed to lose all color!

His thinking went quiet, unable to see, hear, speak… even incapable of thinking.

The next instant.

The shadow clone completely vanished.

Outside the church.

“This feeling… this feeling…”

Su Lu stumbled back, his spirit slightly shaken by the demise of his shadow clone, causing a slight tremble in his body.

What horrified him was not the demise of the shadow clone, but that feeling! His thoughts were frozen, and only the eternal sensation of death remained!

It was as if he had returned to the White Tower, enduring the attack of the gods that had been weakened!

The absolute crushing power and dominance, making him feel like a mere ant, was something he would never forget in his entire life!

“It’s the divine entity of death that interfered with my ritual, influenced Beryl, and hid behind the Black Death Society! It also has a following here!”

Su Lu muttered softly.

His desire to explore suddenly became much stronger.

This divine being now stood firmly against him, he must gain some understanding of it.

Of course, saying this seemed somewhat ridiculous, like an ant considering a giant dragon an enemy.

But Su Lu knew clearly that there would eventually be an outcome between him and Beryl. After achieving victory, it would be natural for him to bring this divine being into his view.

“The power just now… was not the gods’ descent, but something that was originally stored here…”

“If I send more shadow clones to explore… eventually, it would be exhausted.”

Su Lu made up his mind and another shadow clone walked in.

A few seconds later, he became aware of the death of his shadow clone.

But before dying, it sent a message: “Goddess of Death, Lady Moon?”

Along with this title was a three-part prayer containing reverence. Of course, Su Lu wouldn’t be so foolish as to read or worship it.

“So this deity’s domain is death, and her power is the moon? Very powerful indeed…”

Death and the moon, are both very powerful domains of authority.

“Why isn’t she doing well in the Main World, even becoming an Evil God?”

“However, perhaps she prefers mingling among the Evil Gods? After all, there’s that unspeakable Demon… who also didn’t choose to become a Righteous God, but took pleasure in human fear and despair…”

Su Lu sat quietly, and another shadow clone walked out and entered the church.

A night passed, the dawn was just breaking.

After sacrificing several shadow clones, Su Lu finally managed to read the ‘Book of Death Teachings’ through a surviving shadow clone.

“From the perspective of doctrine, Lady Moon is not too evil, at most neutral… why did the Black Death Society of the Main World become like that? Did its camp deviate later?”

In this book of teachings, Su Lu also gained a lot of useful information.

For example, two potential career paths!

One is for the Undead, much like Beryl’s progress path.

He suspected that Dragon I gained the inheritance of the [Undead] profession through the exploration of the relics of Lady Moon in this world.

The other is a branch for apprentices, the path Sean chose — [Doomsayer]!

“[Apprentice] — [Doomsayer] — [Necromancer] — [Ghost Doctor] — [Necromancer King] — [Emperor of Disaster]!”

“The teachings only contain information up to the [Ghost Doctor] profession. For the subsequent fifth and sixth-tier professions, it only provided names… Unexpectedly, this professional path actually reaches the sixth level!”

Thinking about his previous decisions, Su Lu couldn’t help feeling a sense of sentimentality.

Initially, Rod brought the [Doomsayer] profession, but didn’t provide a matching [Apprentice], and due to urgent circumstances, along with other reasons, Su Lu chose the path of the [Spirit Medium].

“Looking at it now, the [Doomsayer] profession revolves around ‘necromancy’ and ‘doom’, which seems quite suitable for Sean…”

Su Lu thought that if he were to return to the Main World at this moment, he would definitely be the nemesis of the Black Death Society.

All their secrets were now laid bare before his eyes.