From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

At the final moment before they returned, Christine gave them a book at the last minute, which bore the title "Tranquility, White Bone, Path of the Dead" on its cover.

Author, Anonymous.

Unable to explain its specific origin, Byrne and Chris could only study this book privately, which was filled with occult studies, in another part of the canyon.

"You haven't read it?"

Chris looked at Byrne with a bit of surprise, an uncommon expression for him.

He knew how much Byrne loved to read, and Byrne should have read most of the books in the several libraries of the Fischer family.

And if he had read them, Byrne should have been able to remember them.

"Indeed, I have not."

Byrne slowly shook his head and said, "Just as you said, I have read most, if not all, of the books in the Fischer family's collection, so the answer is simple. This 'Tranquility, White Bone, Path of the Dead' must have entered the Fischer family in recent years."

"During the time we were trapped in the canyon."

He began to flip through the pages of the mysterious book in his hand, gradually furrowing his brows.

According to the contents of "Tranquility, White Bone, Path of the Dead," in the infinite multiverse, there were a total of twenty-four great otherworldly gods.

They possessed a terrible force unparalleled by other deities, capable of easily making heaven and earth repeat and worlds succumb!

The author of this book was a follower of one of these otherworldly gods.

The name of that otherworldly god was...

"Tranquility Songst..."

Just as Byrne was about to utter that name, the temperature around them suddenly dropped, as if everything had become very quiet, and all sounds had abruptly disappeared.

Chris's expression also became extremely grave; he did not dare to make frivolous movements, as if he might die at any moment.

What happened?

He inhaled sharply, not daring to continue speaking.

What's going on?

Byrne slowly shook his head at Chris, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed that the terrifying atmosphere around them was gradually subsiding.

They finally exhaled in relief.

After pondering for a moment, Byrne muttered to himself,

"It seems that His complete name also contains a very strong mysterious power. We must not speak it aloud. Let's substitute it with 'Songster' for now."

He continued reading on, as the contents of the book were crucial for determining whether they could leave this place.

The Tranquility Songster was one of the twenty-four great otherworldly gods.

He was also an otherworldly god.

The time He represented was two o'clock in the early morning every day.

Furthermore, the Tranquility Songster represented death and stillness, being the absolute master of the world of the dead. In the deepest part of all living hearts, He was imagined as an elegant gentleman wearing a white bone mask.

It was said that whenever the Tranquility Songster descended into the world, the entire country would fall into a dead silence, everything would come to a halt, and people's souls would sink into the world of the dead.

The followers of the Tranquility Songster had one thing in common: they refused to speak unless necessary, and in their lives, they tried as much as possible not to make even the slightest sound.

Therefore, a person who talks incessantly and likes noise could never be a faithful follower of His.

The Tranquility Songster they worshiped possessed extremely powerful strength.

It was a force unimaginable to the living.

The Songstress' ballad was silent and still, and when He truly began to sing, the entire world would completely die in utter silence.

"Otherworldly god..."

Byrne and Chris exchanged glances; they both had a concept of the otherworldly gods.

Those beings called "otherworldly gods" were all extremely mysterious and possessed terrifying powers, and their followers were often mad, fearsome, and bizarre, filling people with dread.

The Stars Embrace Order's worshiped "Chaos Constellation" was undoubtedly also a fearsome otherworldly god.

If the contents of those books were real, they all had the power to destroy heavens and obliterate the earth.

However, most of the books exaggerated the descriptions of the deities.

Byrne and his companions were completely unable to discern whether these otherworldly gods were different from powerful mystical entities like the Sea God, which could also be called gods.

Was it that they were more powerful than the Lord of Salvation, the Tempest Overlord, and other deities, or were they weaker?

The one thing the Fischer family could confirm was that the great Lord of the Lost was the most powerful deity, and all other gods besides Him were nothing but false gods!

Byrne muttered to himself:

"The Words of Tranquility Order is a congregation that venerates songsters and spans various worlds. They worship death and silence, seeking 'peace of mind' as their ultimate pursuit."

"Peace of mind..."

He paused, feeling very strange, and continued disjointedly:

"They desire a peaceful death, which is odd, isn't it? It's strange that there are people who consider 'death' the ultimate goal in life."

After a long contemplation, Chris calmly said, "It's not necessarily that strange."

Byrne was taken aback, perhaps only someone like Chris could understand. Chapter Discover:

After all, he was one who walked the Path of Tranquility.

Byrne flipped through the book in his hands, continuing:

"This page records something about bones. Around three thousand years ago on the Ouden Continent, a Heavenly Enlightenment powerful expert known as the 'Lord of White Bones' was the founder of the Words of Tranquility Order in this Claud World."

"He would turn the bones of friends and foes alike into objects as exquisite as white jade, imbued with strange magic power."

"It is said that since the foundation of the Words of Tranquility, the Lord of White Bones never uttered a single word."

"He wielded terrifying power, once attempted to Summon the Songster through a sacrifice, completely destroying an entire kingdom, murdering millions. In the end, he died at the hands of the former Lord of Salvation, failing to complete the final ritual."

"..."

Byrne continued to sift through the records about the Lord of White Bones, hoping to find something related to White Bones Canyon, but he found no relevant clues.

Eventually, he found a few sentences that might be useful, concerning something called the 'Path of the Dead'."

This was a special trial conceived by the Lord of White Bones, and only those who had undergone this trial were eligible to become Priests of Words of Tranquility.

However, because the mortality rate of this trial was too high, after a thousand years, the 'Path of the Dead' was ultimately abandoned by successive Words of Tranquility.

Byrne pondered for a while, a hint of excitement in his analysis: "This valley we are in might just be a so-called trial ground!"

"We just haven't really started the trial, so we keep circling here with no way out."

"If we can initiate the trial, complete it, we will have a chance to leave this valley!"

Then came the problem.

Byrne was eager to know how to truly initiate the 'Path of the Dead' trial of the Words of Tranquility, but this book just happened to not contain a complete record of that part, only a few disconnected strange terms.

"Tranquility," "white bones," "fog," "walls."

Damn it!

Why wasn't the most critical content recorded in full?

He took a deep breath, starting to contemplate how to truly initiate the trial.

As Byrne thought, he also wondered how he could communicate the matter to Aldrich and the others. How exactly could he explain so that those people wouldn't suspect that he and Chris had just left the valley.

Chris, with folded arms, thought for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Byrne froze, seeing the confidence in Chris's eyes as if he already knew how to formally start the trial.

"What should we do?"

Chris extended a finger and made a "shush" gesture.

Byrne immediately fell silent, realizing that the first step to starting the trial was to remain quiet.

That would be 'Tranquility,' of course.

Chris nodded gently, then bit his finger and wrote a sentence on his pale palm.

"Wait, let them join us in waiting for the fog to appear next time."

Wait?

Byrne sighed; although he disliked waiting, they had been trapped for years, so waiting some more hardly mattered.

So they found Zayne and Marzo, and Chris made the silence gesture again, then showed them the sentence he had just written.

"Chris, what do you mean by this?"

Zayne was stunned for a while, then Aldrich also made a silencing gesture, signaling not to talk anymore.

So he nodded lightly, holding his peace.

Marzo and Aldrich also kept silent. They remained quiet for many hours, almost half a day, and then it became difficult to keep up. Everyone looked towards Chris, who reiterated the sentence, asking them to wait until the fog appeared.

Everyone's expressions changed; that might mean waiting for months!