My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 294 ...I'm still fucking alive.

Although he had fought fiercely against Shane, Bill Daoist could sense that the Blackwood ancestor had only been at the Competent Force stage.

With such limited strength and no external protection, forcibly channeling the power of hundreds of thousands, including that of numerous Competent Force and even peak Competent Force individuals, could only result in his demise.

The fact that they couldn't even find the Blackwood ancestor's body meant he had likely been completely obliterated.

Hearing this, the Blackwood clan members exchanged glances. Finally, a member of the third generation gritted his teeth, fell to his knees, and pounded the ground, his mournful cries tearing at the hearts of all who heard them.

"Oh, Forebearer! We, your unworthy descendants, have failed you!"

The rest of the Blackwood clan bowed their heads, clutching their Forebearer Psychic Positions, their grief palpable.

"Alas." Owen and Bill Daoist, the two Basic Mastery experts, along with the other Cloudview County experts, sighed heavily.

Beside them, Ethan, having finally recovered, reappeared in his incorporeal form.

"...I'm still fucking alive."

After muttering this under his breath, he grinned wryly, deciding to let it go. It seemed that sometimes, even in life, one could be considered dead.

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[Congratulations! You, through the Forebearer's Arcane Formation, led your clan to slay a Basic Mastery Druid elder and drive away two others. All of Azure Cloud's Border town was awestruck by your spectacular spear attack. Your death was a glorious one. Your descendants are filled with pride and boundless respect for you.]

[Family Will obtained: 15]

[Current Family Will: 45]

[Congratulations! Your family has obtained spoils of war:]

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[Mortally wounded Druid elder, Moon God Christine, and all possessions on her person, soon to become artifacts.]

Christine lay sprawled on the ground, her body surrounded by ice crystals formed from rules, but her own power was gone.

No one knew the terror she had experienced while fleeing from that spear. She had run with everything she had, burning through her strength, her life force, even her nascent soul!

The crimson moon in the sky began to fade. Winter's grip loosened, the long night receding as the first hint of dawn touched the horizon.

"So... this is my tribulation, the price of my words."

Christine, lying on the ground, looked up at the sky. She remembered that day, thirty thousand years ago.

She had been defeated by a Radiant Sky Grotto disciple, just like today. She had begged for her life, just like today, consumed by the same terror. But that disciple had shown mercy.

Thirty thousand years had passed, and she had forgotten her vow. Now, it echoed in her ears with chilling clarity.

She had sworn that if she ever set foot on Emerald Empire soil again, she would meet a gruesome end, her nascent soul destroyed, her soul forever barred from reincarnation.

"If only... I had kept my vow."

With a final sigh, a strange sense of peace washed over Christine as she closed her eyes.

She was gone. The Blackwood clan gathered around her, silently collecting the shattered fragments of the moon wheel. Owen and Bill Daoist, the two Basic Mastery experts, observed the Moon God's remains. There wasn't a single wound on her body, yet she was undeniably dead. Awe flickered in their eyes.

"Under the Blackwood ancestor's spear, she didn't dare to retaliate, only defend. Even the slightest opening would have meant death," Owen, ever the seasoned expert, deduced.

"She could only run. The Blackwood ancestor never even touched her. She exhausted her strength, her very essence, even her nascent soul, just trying to escape."

Even he felt a shiver of fear. He couldn't imagine the terror that had gripped the Moon God, driving her to deplete herself so completely.

"Goodness..." Bill Daoist swallowed hard. He had never imagined such a pathetic way to die – running until your very being was extinguished. But it also spoke volumes about the power of that spear, a power so overwhelming that the Moon God had no choice but to flee until she could flee no more.

As they prepared Christine's body for burial, everyone froze, their gazes snapping towards the depths of Endless Forest, towards the Bird Totem!

The sun continued to rise.

"Screech!"

A fiery bird, engulfed in flames, appeared in the sky, taking the sun's place. Its cry echoed across the land, filled with a chilling sorrow.

Beneath the fiery bird, a pillar of darkness pierced the heavens, its energy rippling outwards.

Everyone watched in stunned silence.

The sky darkened, as if about to consume the world. This terrifying spectacle lasted for the time it took an incense stick to burn. Finally, light returned to the sky above Endless Forest. The fiery bird vanished, leaving behind a mystery.

"That... that was Master's aura."

Amelia stared at the spot where the darkness had been, her voice barely a whisper. The Blackwood clan members exchanged uneasy glances. They all knew that Amelia's master was the Demon Lord of Thunderfire Demon Cave. No one knew how long the Demon Lord Diana had been hiding in the cave, nursing her wounds.

Amelia had been treating her for over a century, with little progress.

No one knew the true extent of the Demon Lord's power. Amelia had once speculated that she was at the Basic Mastery stage. Over the years, the Blackwood clan had been gathering resources to aid the Demon Lord, hoping to repay her kindness. They had intended to ask for her help this time, but she had been nowhere to be found.

As the Blackwood clan pondered the meaning behind the spectacle in Endless Forest and its possible connection to the Demon Lord, a black light streaked across the sky, landing near them.

A moment later, the Demon Lord Diana came into view. She walked towards them, a small smile on her lips. Seeing their stunned expressions, she turned to Amelia, feigning anger. "Why are you just standing there? Don't you greet your master?"

The Blackwood clan members exchanged confused glances.

Amelia walked towards Diana.

Just as the Blackwood clan concluded that Diana must have been fighting in Endless Forest as well, secretly aiding them, they bowed deeply in gratitude. As Amelia was about to kneel before her master, the world seemed to tilt.

Wait...

Why was the world spinning?

No...

"Master, are you alright? Why are you falling?!"

"Demon Lord?!"

"Quickly, Amelia, take your master back for treatment!"