Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 72 Multiple Inheritances, Multiple Paths! The Butterfly Effect! [Please check in and subscribe!]

Upon entering the cave, Feng Yao walked along its interior.

If one can endure the mournful howls and live here indefinitely, one would probably be at least a ninth-tier being.

The cave was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The only sound was the occasional dripping of water from the rock wall, which made the surroundings even more deathly silent.

This dark environment, which could crush the will of ordinary people, was no different from daytime in Feng Yao's eyes.

The white tiger armor surrounding him emitted a faint white light, like the only lighthouse in the pitch-black world, illuminating the path ahead clearly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sound of airflow suddenly came from ahead.

Feng Yao quickened his pace, and suddenly the view opened up before him.

A colossal cone-shaped cave suddenly appeared, its ceiling, over 150 meters high, hidden in the darkness. Its smooth, mirror-like walls reflected a faint gray halo, conveying both a deathly desolation and a surreal, dreamlike quality.

Standing at the entrance of the crevice, Feng Yao felt as insignificant as an ant in the face of this colossal cave.

In the center of the giant cave, the seven-story stone tower, only a hundred meters high, exudes a more imposing presence than the entire cave.

"The Tower of Eternity..."

Feng Yao gazed at the tower. Even though he had anticipated it, he was still shocked by the ethereal aura it exuded when he saw it with his own eyes.

The tower seems to exist in the gap between reality and illusion; it is clearly visible to the naked eye, yet it feels untouchable.

It should be noted that the current Wind Radiance Super Beast Armed Tiger Roar Beast is capable of reaching the ninth rank, level three.

Yet, one still feels a sense of unreality towards what is before them, which shows how terrifying Electrolux is!
"Electra truly lives up to his title as the Holy God of Necromancy!" Feng Yao murmured.

His mind was unconsciously drawn to the tower until the silver battle aura dissipated at a visible speed, at which point he was suddenly jolted awake.

Several unique, grayish-white wisps of energy rushed toward him.

Feng Yao clenched his fist and swung it out in an instant.

boom! ! !
Having resolved these minor troubles, Feng Yao continued walking forward.

The five large characters "Eternal Sleep" came into view.

Without much hesitation, Feng Yao entered the Tower of Eternity.

The moment the door opened, a powerful gust of air swept through, but Feng Yao remained unmoved.

"Welcome to the Eternal Rest."

Suddenly, an old voice rang out from inside the tower without warning.

Feng Yao's eyes narrowed slightly.

The legacy of Electrolux and the legendary artifact, the Tower of Eternity, are likely to be more difficult to obtain than one might imagine.

"Anyone who can enter my slumber must be a necromancer of rank six or above. Let me see what your attributes are."

A gray-white beam of light descended from the sky, carrying a terrifying aura.

Feng Yao crossed his arms over his chest without any resistance, knowing that the beam of light would not harm him.

"Oh? A god-chosen one without any attributes!"

A gasp rang out, followed by bursts of laughter.

"You are simply the successor that God has given me as a reward!"

A grayish-white light flashed again, and this time a necklace appeared.

The necklace is composed of small, white, transparent gemstones, each the size of a soybean, emitting a faint white fluorescence and a soft, luminous aura.

The light elements, so dense they were almost viscous, enveloped Feng Yao almost instantly.

"My future disciple, thankfully you are not a dark necromancer, otherwise I would have to apologize."

“Although you are not the best choice, those favored by gods without any attributes are equally rare and are qualified to inherit my legacy. This necklace is my heirloom.”

"From this moment forward, you will be my successor, the new master of the Eternal Sleep."

After saying this last sentence, Electrolux's voice completely faded away.

The open back door meant he could leave at any time.

Throughout, Feng Yao remained unmoved. As a transmigrator, he wasn't as rigid as Long Haochen; he understood that power was neither right nor wrong, but rather the user was the key.

Even without Electrolux's help, he can still fight against the Demon Emperor in the future by relying on the White Tiger Power Lock.

But as the saying goes, multiple inheritances lead to multiple paths, and one should naturally seize any opportunity that comes their way.

At its peak, Electrolux was absolutely comparable to the invincible Demon Dragon Emperor Fengxiu.

The Necromancer God of War - Undead Scourge, is a very valuable item for Electrox!

With his legacy, some of the ideas that Feng Yao had in mind could be gradually realized.

For example, creating a Tiger Legion to provide elite troops to the Warrior's Temple...

A flood of information was rapidly entering his mind, becoming part of his memory.

And the source of this information is the eternal melody.

"Let's see how much spiritual power you have." Feng Yao took out the spiritual power testing gem he always carried with him.

"Fourteen thousand five hundred and twenty-one."

With the addition of external spiritual power, it reached the seventh rank, fourth level.

Let's go and see if this trial is exactly the same as the original timeline.

Following the information he remembered, Feng Yao slowly walked forward.

After taking a few steps, two enormous skeletons, each two and a half meters tall, appeared before him, each possessing around eight thousand spiritual power.

Without stopping, Feng Yao unleashed a sudden burst of silver-white fighting spirit with his right fist.

Before the fist even arrived, the air was compressed and made to explode. The two skeletons, each two and a half meters tall, had just raised their bone blades when they were struck head-on by the force of the fist.

"Click——"

A series of crisp sounds rang out as the two skeletons, each possessing 8,000 units of spiritual power, shattered into countless bone fragments as if struck by a heavy hammer.

Before the bone fragments even hit the ground, they were shattered into dust by the aftershocks of the fighting spirit, and the surrounding stone walls were also scratched with two deep marks by the force of the punch.

"It seems to be the same as the original plot, just a bit easier." Feng Yao shook the bone powder off his hands and looked up at the higher floors.

Next, Feng Yao became like a precise killing machine, wreaking havoc in the trial grounds.

The inner spiritual power slowly increased during the battle: twenty, fifty, seventy, and soon it rose to one hundred.

"This is boring. These monsters are too weak for me." Feng Yao shook his fist.

He put away his helmet and turned to walk leisurely down the street.

Suddenly, a sliver of life force was drained from his body.

It's the effect of that epic item, 'Soul Chains'.

Upon realizing this, Feng Yao's calm heart was suddenly jolted.

"What's going on? A mere demon lord couldn't possibly do something like this!"

Without a second thought, he instantly transformed into a streak of white light and rushed toward the exit.

A seventh-tier demon lord from the original timeline could never be a match for sixth-tier Long Haochen, Sheng Cai'er, or Wang Yuanyuan.

So, it's probably a butterfly effect caused by the hijacking of the moonlit night!
Miscalculation!
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Things turned out exactly as Feng Yao had imagined.

Ten minutes ago, a seventh-tier demon lord arrived here with more than thirty demons.

However, the combined strength of Long Haochen, Sheng Cai'er, and Wang Yuanyuan, all at the sixth rank, along with the other three, was considerable, and they quickly suppressed their opponents.

But just then, the demon lord sent a signal.

Less than a minute after the signal was sent, a deep dragon roar came from the horizon.

Two dark figures pierced through the clouds, their scales gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

These were the Black Dragon Guards, each of them an eighth-rank or higher being, with wingspans reaching ten zhang and claws capable of easily tearing through eighth-rank defenses.

"This is troublesome!" Long Haochen tightened his grip on the holy sword, his heart sinking to the bottom.

(End of this chapter)