Chapter 490 - 255: Level 5 Death Priest Promotion: The Advent of Death and Destruction

Chapter 490: Chapter 255: Level 5 Death Priest Promotion: The Advent of Death and Destruction

The Extreme Battle Intents for April were ’Complex and Unpredictable’ and ’Losing Sanity’.

"Extreme Intent—Complex and Unpredictable: Each time a different Combat Skill School is used, it will randomly be accompanied by the effect of any other learned Combat Skill School."

"Extreme Intent—Losing Sanity: At the cost of losing Spirituality, gain an increase in the body’s self-healing, Speed, strength, and Intuition."

Both Extreme Intents were utterly insane.

And the Moonlight Realm for April was ’Chaos’.

When applied to a Body Refining Technique, it would, based on the technique’s unique characteristics, randomly enhance different aspects of the Body Refinement effect at set intervals—for example, greatly increasing Magic Power, greatly increasing strength, greatly increasing self-healing and Recovery Power, or increasing physical defense, and so on.

When applied to a Body Technique, its main purpose was to grant the Body Technique an additional effect.

A random blink, appearing anywhere reachable within ten seconds at his current Speed.

When applied to "Azure Sky Stream - Seventh Form·Illusion," it allowed this Combat Skill to create one additional incarnation.

When applied to an Attack Type Combat Skill, it allowed the skill to randomly gain the effects of other different schools.

Lu Cang thought for a moment and ultimately placed this "Moonlight Realm: Chaos" on the "Movement" form.

Under extreme conditions, Lu Cang could already travel a distance of sixty thousand kilometers in ten seconds.

The random blink was equivalent to being able to appear anywhere within sixty thousand kilometers in an instant.

For escaping, it was exceedingly useful.

...

Two and a half days had passed since he drank ten bottles of Realm of Ascension.

Lu Cang discovered something peculiar.

After the first day passed, at midnight, his Future Preview... hadn’t refreshed.

Lu Cang could roughly sense the reason why it hadn’t refreshed.

It seemed that a full day hadn’t truly passed here.

However, the time spent in his Future Preview would still simulate a full 24 hours, ending once a day’s worth of time was up.

’Truly strange.’

At this moment, Lu Cang’s score was so far ahead that he had become an unshakeable existence to everyone else.

An existence known to most as "Lu8%@9" now held a score of 3.2 billion.

This was more than sixteen times that of Rhine, who was in second place.

’This... should be enough...’

Having had enough time to constantly grind, Lu Cang was also able to verify something from another perspective.

The... Luck Enhancement Ritual.

Those Luck Enhancement Rituals, which seemed to do nothing, were in fact minutely increasing his luck.

After completing the Luck Enhancement Ritual, Lu Cang found that, on average, every Tier Six Demon he killed provided 86 points or more.

Far exceeding the average of 75.

Moreover, the drop rate was also much higher.

The number of Longevity Flowers had surpassed ten thousand, and he had farmed up to three hundred bottles of "Realm of Ascension."

’If I were to give up this opportunity, the loss would be absolutely devastating.’

Lu Cang checked the time.

’This is about to end, too...’

’I’ll use the last two hours to increase my strength. The promotion criteria have been lowered.’

Since he would be returning soon, it was best to raise his strength as much as possible.

A Level 5 Battle Profession wasn’t too many Levels behind the other Inheritors.

’These Inheritors are probably around Level 6.’

’There might also be some at Level 5 or Level 7.’

Lu Cang didn’t want to be too suppressed in terms of Level. It was best to avoid fighting those of a higher level if he could. Ideally, he would be the one suppressing others with his Level.

Lu Cang thought for a moment.

With a slight flicker of his will, the Source of Calamity appeared in mid-air again, and a tide of Demons surged forth!

They came rolling in, converging on this location.

A Tier Seven Dungeon condensed and took form.

Lu Cang let out a long breath.

He offered up one hundred million souls in one go...

BOOM—

The entrance before him turned dark and profound.

Faintly, ethereal bolts of lightning coiled around it!

RUMBLE—

He could faintly feel roars and snarls coming from within!

Lu Cang did not rush to enter.

Instead, he set up a promotion Ritual on the spot. A Ritual inscribed with symbols of Death and Destruction unfolded on the ground, forming a complex Ritual Array.

The promotion Ritual for the Death Priest.

Since the criteria’s requirements had already been lowered, Lu Cang no longer planned to hold back the Death Priest’s Level.

Previously, he hadn’t promoted the Death Priest mainly because, for him, this Profession was the easiest to advance. By saving the easiest for last, he wouldn’t make the difficult ones even harder.

But since they were all easy now, it didn’t matter anymore.

BOOM!

In the sky above, a cold, white void opened up!

This represented the Source of Death.

After drinking ten bottles of Realm of Ascension, Lu Cang gradually felt that his own existence had become similar to the world’s Source.

’If changing Professions means fulfilling the principles of each one, then it’s as if I have now formed my own unique principle...’

"It seems... I’m starting to understand."

In the things Saint One left behind, there was mention of a related matter.

’Rather than approaching the Source of a certain Profession, it is better to become a Source for the world yourself.’

’One must also experience the process of feeling each Source, approaching them, and knowing their essence.’

"Comprehend various Professions."

"And then forge a path that is entirely your own."

"Saint One, is this the path you wanted to walk?"

Although he had already killed the man, who had lost their struggle, Lu Cang still felt that Saint One’s vision was extraordinarily grand.

At this moment, using his Spirituality, Lu Cang could still feel just how... hollow the Source that had appeared in the sky was.

A sense of loneliness and solitude wrapped around his heart. It was an extremely special feeling.

He sensed its indifference, its unconsciousness, the existence it represented.

It was like a dwelling no one had ever entered, waiting for a certain being to arrive.

"I have fulfilled the principles of Death," Lu Cang said, his tone light and indifferent.

At the same time, he raised his hand.

Souls floated up, rising toward the sky and continuously pouring in!

At the same time, swarms of Ant Mountains and worthless Demon corpses also appeared.

In truth, up to now, Lu Cang had also killed quite a few humans.

Many bandits, as well as some important figures from the Reincarnation Sect...

It was just that Lu Cang didn’t take out their bodies.

For this promotion, Lu Cang poured fifty billion souls into the sky.

’This many souls are nothing to me now...’

Lu Cang was already very familiar with the promotion process for a Death Priest; there shouldn’t be any major problems.

As the last of the souls poured into the vast sky, the expected feedback—the leap in Spirituality, the feeling of the Profession’s metamorphosis—did not come.

The Dungeon entrances all around, which had been slowly rotating, multicolored masses of Qi, suddenly froze.

Suddenly, these Dungeons became black and white, bleak and desolate.

Like frozen mirrors.

CRACK!

They suddenly shattered!

This land, originally white with hints of grayish-yellow, still had a fair amount of soil.

But at this moment, the entire land was instantly dyed a pure white!

The aura of Death and Destruction instantly became as thick and inescapable as the first frost of December!

Lu Cang’s heart tightened.

He couldn’t help but take a small step back, surrounded by over a hundred thousand layers of Shields.

This was not any kind of preview.

This was happening for real.

But faced with this situation, Lu Cang did not panic. He calmly extended his Perception, fully equipped from head to toe. All sorts of life-saving items—Rings, Pendants, and anklets—were already in place.

On the ground, he laid down layer after layer of Magic Arrays.

With a wave of his hand, inks made from various special materials sketched out ritual patterns on the ground.

Bottles and jars were set out.

Like a hamster, he held seven different medicinal pills in his mouth.

He had also already taken Potions for recovery and healing, poison mitigation, and illusion-breaking...

Enhanced by his Divine Talent as a Pharmacist, the effects of these medicines far surpassed their previous potency.

The white descent, the aura of Death and Destruction.

’Who did I piss off with my promotion this time?’