My Descendants Are My Power

Meanwhile, at the ruins of the Boulder tribe, once eradicated by Blackwood and his Azure Cloud forces, the air crackled with ominous energy.

The sky churned with thunderclouds as countless spectral figures formed from death energy drifted haphazardly across the tribe's former territory, Crestwood Hills.

Their presence was chilling, their silent screams and howls enough to send shivers down the spine of even the bravest Psychic.

These lost souls, dead for who knows how long, their consciousness long faded, still crawled from their final resting place, forming a spectral guard around the heart of Crestwood Hills.

And there, at the center of it all, stood a man.

The wind whipped around him, his tattered clothes billowing like flames. He reached out a hand, gently caressing a silver coffin.

"It's been over a hundred years. We meet again. Is this your spirit?"

Nathan could sense the Death Coffin's joy. At his current level, he could even see its spirit!

It was a skull. Ability weapons possessed psychic powers, and advanced psychic equipment could even develop sentience.

But a spirit was formless, voiceless, visible only to its master. To see the spirit meant that he had truly earned its recognition.

The Death Coffin's spirit chattered excitedly, likely complaining about how Shane and Lester had poked and prodded it for years, urging Nathan to teach them a lesson.

But Nathan had no time for such trivialities now.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared, and he slowly raised his head, the pressure of the approaching tribulation intensifying.

Nathan took a deep breath, slowly knelt, and took out the Forebearer Psychic Position. "Forebearer, your descendant has prepared for over a hundred years, cultivating diligently. Now, with the Death Coffin returned, I am ready to break through to Basic Mastery. Please grant me your protection!"

The Forebearer Psychic Position pulsed with light, and Nathan settled into his meditation, heart at ease. He knew the Forebearer was watching over him.

And he was right.

Beside him, a young man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at Nathan with pride. His eyes flickered to the rapidly gathering thunderclouds above and then to the numerous gazes focused on Crestwood Hills – the watchful eyes of powerful Druids, all Developing Skill practitioners or above.

Ignoring the prying eyes, Ethan knew Nathan had a plan. He dared to attempt a breakthrough in the Endless Forest, and besides… his Forebearer was here.

Ethan glanced at Nathan's personal timeline.

[Blackwood Year 280: Your descendant, Nathan, cultivates in the Druids' Ancient Battlefield. He struggles to grasp the rules without success, lacking the aid of the Death Coffin.

He begins to recall his time wielding the Death Coffin, using the Four Symbols Death Energy Formation to absorb numerous Sky Corpses, and the domain he formed from the Death Coffin's psychic powers during his battle with Mike. He begins to explore the rules of souls and death...]

[Blackwood Year 286: Nathan delves into the rules of souls, gradually understanding how the souls of Sky Corpses are formed during the creation of Zombies.]

[He secretly communicates with the Death Coffin, using its spirit to investigate the four Sky Corpse bodies in the boundless Sea of Death. He begins to have the spirit convert the body of the Druid elder, 'Moon God,' observing the process of soul formation during Zombie conversion.]

[Blackwood Year 295: Using the rules he has learned through cultivation in the Ancient Battlefield, Nathan awakens the first unconscious soul in the Ancient Battlefield with the 'Natural Disaster Soul Summoning Technique.']

[Blackwood Year 302: He gathers more and more souls from the Ancient Battlefield, further enriching his understanding of the rules of death and souls. He breaks through to the peak of Adept Force! He develops his own understanding of corpse control techniques and the Death Coffin's abilities, no longer bound by the cultivation methods of its previous owner, Elias.

He gains the trait: Master of Dead Souls.]

[He can control the souls of the dead and gradually learns to create Zombies independently. His control over dead souls enhances his power, allowing him to command them.]

What followed was an endless cycle of cultivation.

Nathan was a diligent individual. In the Ancient Battlefield, he spent every day comprehending the rules and communicating with the souls there.

[Blackwood Year 350: Your descendant, Nathan, controls one-tenth of the dead souls in the Druids' Ancient Battlefield! Using these souls, he integrates the rules of death and souls into his Adept Force, constructing his own unique domain – the Domain of Dead Souls. With each dead soul he controls, his domain expands.]

[Blackwood Year 360: With the time to confront Sunshine Mansion drawing near, your descendant, Nathan, decides to reclaim the Death Coffin and attempt a breakthrough to Basic Mastery, even without perfect preparation!]

Looking at the thunder tribulation in the sky and the image of a Vajra gradually forming within it, Ethan frowned.

"A third-level Basic Mastery tribulation?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Nathan had already informed him through the Death Coffin about this. Even with the psychic medicine the family had prepared for him over the past year, it would only be enough for him to overcome a third-level Basic Mastery tribulation.

Given enough time, the countless dead souls in Crestwood Hills could gradually be integrated into Nathan's Adept Force, making his domain even more powerful. He might even be able to attempt the fourth-level Basic Mastery tribulation that Chuck had overcome.

But right now, the family was about to face Heavenly Path. This was their chance to destroy them, and they needed a Basic Mastery!

"If only we had another hundred years…" Ethan sighed.

Sensing the increasing number of observers, Ethan frowned. Overcoming a third-level Basic Mastery tribulation was already good; he couldn't ask for more. The most important thing now was to protect Nathan!

…

Meanwhile, figures were converging on Crestwood Hills from all directions.

Crestwood Hills was once home to the Boulder tribe, but after years of war between the Druids and Azure Cloud, with constant battles between Oakdale City and Cloudview County, the Druids had long since retreated.

Now, Crestwood Hills had become a place where Druids and Cloudview County Psychics occasionally clashed.

The news of a Basic Mastery breakthrough here had attracted the attention of not only the Druids but also figures from Border town!

A dozen individuals from Border town hovered in the sky miles away, their expressions grave as they felt the pressure of the tribulation emanating from Crestwood Hills.

"Such a familiar aura."

Among the Cloudview County group, a man in black robes raised an eyebrow. This was Old Ancestor Ralph of the Ghost Eye Demonic Gate.

Over 140 years had passed since Blackwood's incident. Chuck of the Arcane Society had vanished without a trace.

Although the three realms of Azure Cloud had merged into one, and more and more capable individuals from all over the Emerald Empire had fled to Cloudview County, his Ghost Eye Demonic Gate could still be considered the number one sect in Cloudview County.