From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

All true followers of Tranquility knew that the silencing of words was merely the most superficial matter, and not what they truly sought to pursue.

The Words of Tranquility aimed for deep inner peace.

After returning from the world of the dead, they looked at each other in dismay.

While the progression of events had not been smooth, the situation was still fairly good, at least no one, including Zayne who had been attacked, was injured.

Zayne examined his body and after some thought, he said gravely to the others:

"The situation is not good. An unseen monster appeared suddenly, and even I failed to react in time, despite my greatly enhanced perceptive abilities from before."

Byrne took a deep breath, looking somewhat embarrassed as he said, "Fortunately, you weren't hurt."

However, Zayne shook his head slightly and continued even more seriously:

"My body automatically liquefied the moment it was struck, so there was no harm, but had it been before my ascension to Monarch, perhaps I would have been seriously injured."

So that was it; Zayne was unharmed because of his Extraordinary trait.

Byrne's heart tensed even more, meaning that if someone were to get hurt or die in that white world, they would truly be injured or dead.

He really didn't know, what would happen if one died in the world of the undead?

Byrne wasn't sure, and he didn't even want to know.

Aldrich looked at them and warned gravely, "Absolutely do not let your mind wander. In that place, all kinds of terrible thoughts can become reality, especially anything to do with monsters."

Byrne immediately asked with active curiosity, "What about positive thoughts?"

However, Aldrich shook his head as if he had anticipated Byrne's question, and he also seemed to have figured out who had been recklessly imagining things.

"No, I tried thinking positively, and it just didn't work. I hoped that ten kilograms of Gold or a Forbidden rare artifact would suddenly appear beside me, but nothing happened."

He paused, then continued:

"But then I started imagining ten kilograms of vicious Gold bugs appearing around me, and they promptly did."

Zayne frowned, saying somewhat displeased, "So that place only makes bad things happen, not good things. It's kind of…"

Aldrich nodded again, still speaking calmly, "Yes. Nevertheless, we still have to try this path. We've been trapped in the canyon for so many years and just now, for the first time, there appears to be a chance for change that might let us escape."

"Let's go in one more time before the Fog dissipates."

After reaching this conclusion, everyone nodded seriously.

"Alright."

"That thing just now…" the emerald elf suddenly spoke up.

Byrne was well aware that she was referring to the creature with tentacles and a head; Marzo's reaction was very odd, as if she recognized it.

At this moment, her brows were tightly furrowed, clearly filled with fear, her body trembling slightly.

Byrne noticed this and asked Marzo softly, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, really, I was just recalling some matters from centuries ago," she replied.

Marzo shook her head slowly, sinking into deep silence, seemingly unwilling to fully explain the matter.

Seeing this, Aldrich and the others did not press her further.

Byrne continued, "If you don't want to talk about it, Marzo, I won't force you."

"Mhm."

Marzo nodded and looked up into Byrne's eyes for a long while, her beautiful eyes captivating even through the dense Fog.

Byrne felt strangely bemused. What was going on with her now?

She suddenly became sarcastic.

"Byrne, you've aged a lot, short-lifespan species are like that, heh."

Byrne was now grey-haired, his face marked by very evident wrinkles.

He could only respond with a wry smile and a light nod, then continued, "If I can make further progress, I can regain my youth. Don't worry, there's still a chance."

Marzo scoffed and said, "There will never be a chance, just die already!"

Byrne became pensive, sensing something amiss in Marzo's mood. Had it been decades ago, he might have had no clue, but now he was beginning to grasp the hidden meaning behind her words.

He shook his head and said:

"Let's focus on finding a way out first, then think about other things… This time, let's all avoid any wild thoughts, cough cough."

Though he said that, Byrne soon realized that the one with the wildest thoughts was actually himself.

Aldrich nodded, issuing a stern command.

"Alright, silence!"

So, everyone held the white jade stones of silence, maintaining their quiet, and after a while, they once again approached the wall.

Once again, heading to the world of the undead.

Before long, Byrne and the others saw the peaceful white sky again,

And the Tranquil field of white flowers.

You must not think of anything terrible, Byrne admonished himself.

They moved forward once more, preserving the Tranquility within their hearts, refusing to entertain any wild thoughts.

Chris managed this easily, while Aldrich, Byrne, and Marzo also barely managed it, but Zayne's active and complex thoughts couldn't avoid straying.

He furrowed his brow, forcing himself not to think about certain things as much as possible, but the more he forced his mind to be empty, the more he thought of random matters.

[Zayne!]

Suddenly, he heard a sharp scream rise from the depths of his heart, his eyes widening with shock, and he turned around with a drastic change in expression!

Everybody else turned around because of Zayne's reaction.

Except for Marzo, everyone was stunned.

The "Thunderous Monarch" undead stood not far away, his body emanating black thunder, his face like a withered zombie, staring at them with eyes full of terrible resentment and hatred!

He didn't speak a word, but the sound of thunder kept echoing in the depths of Zayne's heart!

[Why?]

[Why do you abandon me and go?]

[I have always been fighting for you all, but what about you? What about you, Zayne? You vowed to avenge me, but you did nothing!]

[It's not like that!]

Zayne couldn't help wanting to yell back, but he refrained from speaking and instead responded in the depths of his heart:

[I couldn't reach the Monarch Level before, and the war with Rhea kept me so busy, I simply had no spare strength for revenge!]

[I will take my revenge! I have already sworn it!]

The lightning around the Thunderous Monarch flashed brightly, but in the tranquil world, it didn't make any real thunder sound, yet the tone in the depths of the heart gradually calmed down.

[I see…]

Just when everyone thought that the powerful undead was about to attack, the Thunderous Monarch kept staring into Zayne's eyes, as if he saw the determination and faith within them.

In the end, the thundering undead nodded slowly, his inner voice filled with encouragement and satisfaction for the next generation.

[Continue on your path.]

The next moment, thunder roared in the tranquil world, and the Thunderous Monarch's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zayne took a deep breath, his eyes moist, and he nodded with utmost solemnity.

I will continue on.

After exchanging glances, they continued on for a long while, and finally, there was a change ahead of them.

An odd door appeared in the distance, constantly changing color between black and white, crazily flickering.

Even though there was no evidence, joy sprouted deep in their hearts.

They felt that it was very likely the door through which they could escape from the world of the undead!

At that moment, countless white flowers scattered before them, flying into the sky, and a white skeletal dragon suddenly burst out from the still sea of flowers!

Its stature was nearly a hundred meters tall, with four forelimbs and three bone wings, and in one snow-white hand bone was a sinisterly designed long jade sword, with a hilt like the end of a shin bone.

The jade blade was tens of meters long, emitting a terrifying presence that was somewhat unbearable for everyone.

Byrne and the others were all stunned.

What was the deal with that sword?

The skeletal dragon wasn't the focus; everyone's attention was on the sword!

A Forbidden rare artifact? Or something else? Why did they feel such terrible, completely aversive aura from that jade sword!

The next moment, the skeletal dragon raised the jade sword high, and an atmosphere of death enveloped the area within a few miles, changing everyone's expressions.

They could feel the power in the sword winds; being hit by it would mean instant death.

Aldrich didn't summon the giant dragon, but used the power of the ring to make himself fly, dodging the enemy's attacks with extreme agility.

Zayne also transformed into liquid to avoid the attack and then released a deluge of seawater, engulfing himself and the skeletal dragon, only to realize that being had no mystical or spiritual power to draw from!

Then, the rest attacked in quick succession, only to realize that, no matter what, they could not kill the skeletal dragon.

No matter how many times its body was attacked, it would burn again and again, completely restoring itself!

"Let's get out of here!" Aldrich suddenly yelled and instantly disappeared.

Seeing this, the others understood that they couldn't stay, and one by one they called out and vanished.

Back in the thick white Fog, they fell silent, pondering over their next move, none speaking for a time.

Byrne thought to himself that the skeletal dragon was probably the last enemy blocking their escape from this place, but it was still unclear why it was an existence that couldn't be killed.

The thick white Fog could probably last a few more days.

All of a sudden, he felt that perhaps they should take the opportunity to return to the Fischer family, combine the strength of more people, and possibly turn the situation around!