Chapter 18: The Cheat Code, Secured!
As Bai Yue stepped beyond Feng Yun’s protective range, the grayish-white souls instantly sensed her presence.
Whoo—
One after another, these pale, ghostly souls charged at Bai Yue like madmen, aiming for the outsider.
Bai Yue remained calm, swiftly assessing the situation.
With a rustling sound, two pairs of wings appeared behind her.
One pair was golden, symbolizing her affinity with light.
The other pair was black, representing her dark nature.
Buzz—
In the palm of her hand, a pitch-black sword materialized, and her speed surged dramatically.
This sword was Bai Yue’s destined weapon, forged from her own dragon bone.
She named it the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Sword!
Then, she struck!
The moment her sword met a grayish soul, Bai Yue felt an icy chill invade her mind.
She guessed that these gray energies targeted the soul, making physical attacks less effective.
Fortunately, the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon lineage possessed secret arts to attack the soul directly.
Her innate skill: Dragon Soul!
Instantly, Bai Yue’s dark eyes turned a clear, deep blue.
An invisible force of soul energy shot out, shattering the gray soul in an instant.
But the next moment, thousands upon thousands of undead souls swarmed toward her!
Bai Yue immediately shifted from offense to defense, erecting a barrier of mental and spiritual power around herself.
Flapping her wings, she sped toward the towering spire.
Though fast, the sheer number of souls was overwhelming; her mental energy rapidly depleted, already more than half gone.
And she still had a long way to reach the tower.
It seemed unlikely she would arrive before her mental power ran out!
Yet she did not give up, pressing forward with determination, dashing another dozen meters.
She could not let her aunt down!
Suddenly, rhythmic howls struck her mental barrier, catching her attention.
This rhythm...
What if her mental power synchronized with this frequency?
With that thought, Bai Yue poured her mental energy forth, mimicking the howling waves, causing her barrier to pulse in tandem.
Buzzing—
Bai Yue’s talent was exceptional, and she quickly grasped the essence.
Gradually, the oscillations harmonized perfectly.
To her astonishment, the howls no longer affected her, and when the undead souls touched her mental force, they were shattered by it!
Bai Yue paused briefly.
Had she just discovered a new skill on her own?
It seemed so. But no time to ponder—she had to reach the tower!
Harnessing this newfound ability, Bai Yue sprinted with all her might and finally reached the tower’s massive door before her mental energy was fully spent.
The door was a dull gray, devoid of lavish carvings or patterns. Above it, five ancient characters read: Eternal Slumber.
“Open for me!”
Without hesitation, Bai Yue channeled all her dark spiritual energy into the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Sword and struck the door.
Opening the door was no challenge; with one slash, she pierced through it.
As the door swung open, the pursuing undead souls scattered like mice fleeing from a cat, vanishing without a trace.
“This tower is quite intriguing,” Bai Yue said with a faint smile, stepping inside with resolute strides.
Looking around, she found herself in a vast hall. At its center stood a circular dais, surrounded by an overwhelming aura of death.
The chilling atmosphere pierced to her marrow, causing even Bai Yue, at the formidable sixth tier, to shiver involuntarily.
Before she could take more than a few steps, a solemn voice echoed throughout the Eternal Tower.
“Welcome to the Eternal Slumber.”
“To have reached this place means your strength has at least attained the sixth tier.”
“Now, step forward to receive the legacy of the mightiest necromantic saint in history—the Eternal Catastrophe, Ilex!”
Ilex?
Bai Yue recognized the name.
She had studied this chapter during theory lessons.
Ilex was a prodigy from humanity’s glorious era.
That era was ancient, stretching back seven thousand years.
Though a child of light, Ilex had become a necromancer for certain reasons.
Driven by vengeance, he transformed over half the continent’s humans into undead, waging war against the dominant Glorious Church, and ended humanity’s golden age with his own hands.
The solemn voice then shifted to joy.
“Wait, light! The light blessed by the gods!”
“No, what is this? Darkness as well? Filthy darkness!”
At these words, the majestic voice faltered.
Then it burst into hearty laughter.
“Ha ha ha! You, child, are quite interesting!”
“Since you are the Saintess of Light, the second god-blessed light of the Sacred Demon Continent, you are absolutely worthy of my legacy!”
“The Eternal Tower is the crystallization of my millennium of wisdom. If you press onward and reach its summit, you shall inherit my mantle, and necromancy shall return to the world!”
“I will guard by your side until you stand before me.”
“At the tower’s peak, I await your arrival—to pass on the heritage of the necromantic saint, the Eternal Catastrophe, Ilex!”
Meanwhile, outside the Eternal Tower—
Ilex’s voice echoed in Feng Yun’s ears.
“Are you a god?”
While Bai Yue received Ilex’s legacy inside the tower, Ilex’s near-divine soul sensed Feng Yun’s presence atop the tower.
He could feel Feng Yun’s even more terrifying spiritual pressure!
This person was undoubtedly a god!
Feng Yun nodded slightly. “As expected of the first child of light on the Sacred Demon Continent, your perception is keen. Yes, I am a god.”
She neither concealed nor intended to.
Her absolute power allowed her to disregard Ilex and any stratagems.
Hearing this, Ilex was somewhat taken aback.
A god truly existed on the Sacred Demon Continent!
Yet no fear stirred in his heart.
Ilex was proud—a trait common among prodigies.
He believed that with his talent, he would already be a god if he so desired.
Thinking of Bai Yue entering the first level, Ilex asked, “Is that young girl who received my legacy related to you, senior?”
Feng Yun did not hide the truth. “She is my niece.”
Ilex laughed heartily a few times.
“I see. I never expected to have the honor of taking the niece of a god as my disciple.”
“Rest assured, I bear no ill will toward the young girl.”
“Would you be interested in meeting me atop the Eternal Tower?”
Sensing Feng Yun’s good intentions, Ilex extended a sincere invitation.
“Certainly,” Feng Yun replied coolly.
With that, she vanished from sight.