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Chapter 374 The world welcomes the Lord of Life and Death, and presents a gift to celebrate the King's return!

Before we knew it, the ceremony had reached its seventh day.

All the setup was completed the day before.

After the morning prayers were completed, all the believers followed Bishop Li Tianxing to the throne room.

On the square, the crowd stood silently, their gray-black robes fluttering in the wind.

Like pieces of dust stuck to the ground.

Bishop Li Tianxing took a deep breath, walked to the entrance of the throne room, put down his scepter, and bowed in worship.

"God, the preparations for the ceremony are complete, and the ceremony can begin at any time."

Li Tianxing's words echoed through the heavy stone gate and reverberated in the throne room.

On the throne, Su Muqing opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Yun sitting beside her.

Xiao Yun also slowly woke up from his deep thoughts.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the kaleidoscope in them shone with a dazzling light, so deep that it seemed to see through the very fabric of the world.

In the throne room, crisscrossing runic lines appear, lighting up one by one from the outside in.

Finally, the energy converged on Xiao Yun and disappeared from his eyes.

"call"

Xiao Yun exhaled a day's worth of turbid air, stood up, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

All power was contained within, and even the kaleidoscope that manifested from [Life and Death] in his eyes disappeared.

Only his original pair of dark eyes remained, crystal clear, reflecting all the phenomena of the world.

"I slept all day, so I guess it was a small success."

Xiao Yun's lips curled up slightly.

If he were to confront Adam's spiritual projection now, he could at least achieve a draw.

"It's a pity that the time was too short. The development of the True Understanding of All Things is not yet complete, and the Original Sin talent has not been studied."

Xiao Yun sighed softly and did not dwell on it any further.

He was already very satisfied with the result, given that it had only taken a day.

His rate of improvement is so fast that it would terrify many professionals if word got out.

"After transferring the power of faith, there is still time to slowly improve."

Xiao Yun turned his head, walked to Su Muqing, and slowly leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Su Muqing smiled playfully, gave him a gentle hug, and whispered in his ear, "Yes, my king."

Xiao Yun chuckled, straightened up, and gently tapped her head.

Then he lifted his foot and walked down the steps.

At the entrance, the Crow King emerged from the shadows, bowing respectfully as he opened the door for him.

Bright sunlight streamed in, shining on him and making his platinum robe sparkle brilliantly.

In the eyes of the believers, the dazzling light made his face appear unreal, like the face of a god from legend.

"Welcome, Allah."

Bishop Li Tianxing led the believers in bowing down, and nearly ten thousand devout voices rang out in unison, echoing across the sky.

In this world, the sounds of wind, waves, beasts, and birds have all fallen silent, leaving only the shouts of believers.

At this moment, it was as if the world was calling out Xiao Yun's name.

In the throne room, a golden ocean of faith roared, stirring up waves around Xiao Yun.

An illusory throne slowly materialized behind him.

Beneath Su Muqing, the lifeless dragon body stirred, and the throne forged from its flesh and blood began to tremble.

From the moment Xiao Yun appeared, the final ceremony had already quietly begun.

Xiao Yun nodded, took the Bloodstained Crown from Jing Feiwan, and put it on his head.

Crimson flames cascaded down like a waterfall, interspersed with dark gray ash, swirling with the power of faith, forging the throne of life and death behind him.

Xiao Yun sat down on the throne and instructed Li Tianxing, "Let's begin."

"Yes."

Li Tianxing responded, turned around, faced all the believers, and said loudly, "Believers, sing, pray, and bear witness."

"Today, the Lord of Life and Death returns to his throne, and the immortals welcome the supreme and true ruler!"

As he spoke, he gently tapped the ground with his scepter.

dong dong!

The entire harbor area trembled, and the gray-black runes that covered the harbor slowly lit up, from which blazing flames flowed.

Roar!

The roar of the dragon shook the heavens and the earth. Flames followed the patterns of the runes and transformed into long, crimson-gold dragons wreathed in ash, falling from all directions toward the throne room.

The crimson-gold dragon stopped in the throne room and used its body to draw the final rune array.

A booming sound emanated from the pyramid-shaped throne room, and a crimson-gold beam of light, shrouded in ash, pierced upwards through the clouds.

The winds and clouds were turbulent, and thick clouds blocked out the sun.

The scattered sparks of fire fell from the clouds, extinguished in mid-air, turning into ashes that drifted to the ground.

The world was tinged with gray, but it did not appear gloomy.

Because, high in the sky, the magnificent solar corona breaks through the obstruction of the clouds, casting down the crimson-gold light of life.

The world stopped in its tracks, staring in astonishment at this strange sight.

All the legendary-level powerhouses were startled and looked in the direction of the Eternal Harbor, realizing: "Another race will truly gain the recognition of the Spirit Realm today."

In the spirit realm, waves began to rise, and a dazzling light illuminated the entire realm.

Wisps of flame danced in the air, while scattering ashes floated in the chaotic space.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

Gu Shen was excited as he brought together all the network cables from the dark web, converging them into a 4K giant screen in front of him.

He lay down with his legs crossed, crunching potato chips and slurping down his soda.

"Burp—Awesome! Old Ji, wanna have some?"

Ji Mingyu ignored him, but simply raised his hand, and the black sun behind him extended its viscous corona, which condensed into an equally clear screen in front of him.

In the scene, Li Tianxing is opening his arms towards the sky and shouting loudly: "Great spirit of the world, be our witness!"

"O Supreme Spirit Moon, descend here!"

"With the power of life and death, the authority of God will be inscribed in the highest heaven!"

"Through our faith, may the glory of God shine throughout the world!"

"Let the world and all living beings know that our true lord, Xiao Yun, has returned to his position today, regained his power, and holds the destiny of the immortals, establishing his existence in both the mortal and spiritual realms!"

After he finished speaking, the whole world fell into a brief silence.

Then, boom!

The world trembled as a pale moon descended from the high heavens, standing shoulder to shoulder with the crimson-gold sun, radiating brilliant spiritual light.

Li Tianxing bowed respectfully, and all the other believers did the same.

All things bowed their heads under the sun and moon, only Xiao Yun on the throne raised his head.

He heard someone calling him.

The sound seemed to come from all over the world, or perhaps from the spiritual moon.

It was as if countless voices were calling his name simultaneously, telling him: "The mortal world—the spirit world—welcome to the Lord of Life and Death and your people!"

In the spiritual moon, a ray of light descended, guiding him and the souls of all the other believers.

At the same time, a mark in shades of crimson gold and gray-black quietly appeared in the spirit realm.

The mark is half sun, symbolizing life, and half moon, symbolizing peaceful death, intertwined like yin and yang fish, with a ferocious dragon head revealed at the end.

This is the emblem of the undead.

The emblem radiates light from the spiritual realm, seeping through the cracks of the world and imprinting itself into the present world, as well as into the souls of all believers.

At this moment, the Undead race was truly recognized by both the mortal world and the spirit world.

"Is this the complete racial initiation ceremony?"

Xiao Yun accepted the emblem and placed his soul within it.

Within the soul, the cycle of life and death devours the emblem.

Life and death do not require recognition, or rather, they are an integral part of the world.

As the one in charge, Xiao Yun naturally didn't need to brand himself with any emblem.

That was merely a symbol marking the origin of a clan, a condensation of authority and faith.

For him, life and death alone could achieve the same effect, or even better.

With just a thought, the blood pact connection is easily established, even far exceeding the effect of the original fire-linking blood pact.

"The lives and deaths of all the undead are now in my hands."

Even an ancestor of a race like the Mother of Procreation could not do such a thing.

This is the authority that belongs exclusively to the Lord of Life and Death, the authority that belongs exclusively to the Lord of Life and Death.

Xiao Yun waved his hand again, and the power of faith in the throne room, as if seeing its father, cheered and surged into his body.

The throne beneath him grew increasingly solid, and the Bloodstained Crown atop his head, nourished by the power of faith, slowly shed its ugly appearance, transforming into a crown similar to his emblem.

Two dragons, one crimson gold and the other greyish-black, emerged from opposite sides, their mouths holding the sun and moon, their scales rising like thorns, and finally converged at the center of the crown.

It is no longer a relic of the Blood and Fire Clan of the previous era, but belongs exclusively to this era, representing the supreme authority of the undead race, the [Crown of Life and Death].

The power of faith also flowed through the mithril sword in Xiao Yun's hand, engraving the authority of the Lord of Life and Death upon it.

On the silver-white blade of the mithril sword, two dragon-shaped patterns slowly emerged, coiling and intertwining across the sword.

But even in the face of death, the essence of this hero's sword remained unshaken.

On the hilt, golden gems shone brightly, absorbing this authority and becoming nourishment for the spiritual revival of the mithril sword.

The familiar cheers rang out from the mithril sword, and Xiao Yun couldn't help but smile.

"You're back, old friend."

But what pleased him even more was not just that.

"Roar! The Little Dragon King is back!"

A soaring dragon roar echoed in the throne room behind him, and the dragon heart in Xiao Yun's chest resonated with it, causing the blazing flames of the same origin to soar into the sky.

The rapid flapping of wings and the thud of four feet on the ground continued in succession, and Xiao Yun could already feel the little fire dragon Norton's impatience.

But all of this was suppressed by a gentle laugh.

Xiao Yun held his breath and turned around to watch the beautiful figure step down from the throne.

There was no majesty, no weight of faith, only the tenderness and love he knew best.

"Su Su————"

Xiao Yun was deeply moved and was about to stand up and embrace his lover.

Suddenly, a hand pressed down on him.

"God, you have not fully embraced the power of faith; it is not wise to act rashly."

Li Tianxing raised his head, but the humility and piety on his face slowly disappeared.

All that remained was a ferocious, beast-like smile and an overflowing fire of jealousy.

"And the ceremony isn't over yet."