Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 261 - 262: Summoning the Holy Spirit [2/2]

To be precise, Phillipe wasn’t mistaken. Xue Tianao’s current steps had indeed lost their former stability, becoming somewhat shaky. Phillipe had only entertained doubts, but many powerful people had already confirmed it.

Xue Tianao’s disguise was quite convincing, managing to conceal the previous inconsistency in his movements. Such a fake act could deceive the masses, but it couldn’t escape the discerning eyes of high-ranking powerhouses.

Consequently, the gazes of these powerhouses towards Xue Tianao gradually grew peculiar. Despite his composed appearance and confident smile, they couldn’t help but associate him with excessive indulgence and its ensuing weakness...

or, to put it bluntly, with eunuchs who had just suffered abuse.

After all, Xue Tianao’s current actions were nearly identical to those of such people... Yet, most of them didn’t entertain such thoughts. It’s rather... um, difficult to believe that the Son of destiny would be reduced to a eunuch, isn’t it?

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"Tsk... scums..."

Feeling the strange and uncomfortable gazes directed at him, Xue Tianao couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Though he felt displeased, Xue Tianao had to admit that the powerhouses’ speculations were not unfounded.

The aftermath of being blasted by the Bloody Butterfly last night hadn’t completely subsided.

With each step, Xue Tianao felt a tearing pain from below, causing him great agony. His handsome face involuntarily displayed a grimace of pain.

His steps grew unsteady. Fortunately, his armor and large cloak concealed it well. Coupled with his utmost effort to control himself, Xue Tianao managed to avoid public embarrassment.

Under these circumstances, postponing the coronation ceremony might have been a sensible decision.

Toma and the others had advised him as such. However, now that the guests were already assembled, Xue Tianao had no choice but to steel himself and proceed.

Nevertheless, to be honest, even if Xue Tianao had suffered an unprecedented blow, he had no intention of postponing the coronation ceremony.

Enduring the lingering pain below, he ascended the stairs step by step. As he gazed at the Empire’s High Priest, who drew nearer and nearer, a sinister smile gradually crept onto Xue Tianao’s face. His azure eyes brimmed with joy and eager anticipation.

"At last, this day has arrived..."

This day,

Xue Tianao had been waiting for thirteen years. Ever since he became the imperial prince of the empire, he eagerly anticipated this day’s arrival.

In order to grow, the goddess assigned various tasks to him through the system. By completing these tasks, his strength and "wisdom" gradually increased. At the same time, the system rewarded him with points and various rare equipment.

Becoming the emperor of the Snow Night Empire and unifying the entire empire was one of the epic missions set by the system thirteen years ago.

After completing this mission, he would receive a spiritual medicine that would assist him in reaching the eighth level.

Once he became at eighth stage, combined with the power of the divine spirit within him, he would become an unbeatable existence, breaking free from the triple restraints.

At that time, he, who would be invincible, along with the Snow Night Empire army armed with the latest and newts weapons, would no longer need to bow to anyone. Whether it was the Church, Holy Tower, Red Moon Tower, Void Spirit Tower, the Red Lotos Leaf Empire, the Dragon tribe, or the Elf tribe, they would all kneel before him in fear.

More importantly, after becoming a divine expert and an eighth-level powerhouse, his body would undergo divine transformation, and even his lost limbs, including his little brother would be regenerated. In order to obtain unparalleled power, revive his former glory, and gain greater control over the Bloody Butterfly and the girl of destiny, he must complete this mission!

And he must complete it quickly, to avoid any delays.

With such determination, under the complex gazes of numerous onlookers, Xue Tianao walked step by step with a sense of ceremony onto the sacrificial platform and approached the Empire’s High Priest.

Although he was eager to rush forward and complete the ritual, Xue Tianao, as a dignified person, wanted to create a solemn and holy atmosphere. After all, he had waited for so long, a few more minutes wouldn’t matter.

’A few minutes? What could possibly go wrong in a few minutes?...’

Regardless, the image of the Chosen One in the hearts of the people had to be preserved.

"We can begin now, High Priest."

Looking at the old woman in a white robe with a crimson crown on her head, Xue Tianao respectfully spoke, even though this priestess wasn’t particularly powerful, she held significant religious significance in the Snow Night Empire. Xue Tianao still showed her enough respect.

After hearing Xue Tianao’s words, the High priestess, Ruifa, smiled slightly and said,

"Understood, Your Majesty."

After returning the gesture with proper etiquette, the High priestess slowly turned around. With all eyes on her, she raised the staff in her hand and chanted,

"Summon the Holy Spirit."

In an instant, a radiant white light burst forth from the staff. Simultaneously, the six priests around the High priestess began chanting, and white magical energy started emanating from their bodies.

Guided by the High priestess, it converged towards the sky, forming a massive white magic circle.

As the magic circle appeared, there was a resonance in the southern part of the imperial tomb in the sky. Instantly, blue lights overflowed from the tomb and swiftly gathered towards the Dragon Dance Square! Under the guidance of the magic circle, the power of these residual spirits gradually merged with the priests’ magic, forming a gigantic humanoid figure.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure, a soulful oppression, spread out from the center of the figure, enveloping the entire palace and even the city’s sky.

"Is this the Ancestral Spirit?"

Xue Tianao couldn’t help but feel impressed as he looked at the male figure, around dozens of meters tall, wearing imperial robes and a crown, constructed from soul power and magic.

Below the sacrificial platform, the cheering crowd stopped their loud shouts the moment the figure appeared.

Then, the people of the Snow Night Empire, the royal knights responsible for guarding, and loyal subjects all spontaneously kneeled, casting immensely respectful gazes towards the figure. Even the attendants of foreign powers couldn’t help but tremble at the sight of the figure.

This figure was the founding emperor of the Snow Night Empire, Avalin Valethine. Although only a remnant soul, barely formed by the combined magic of numerous priests, the aura of an emperor emanated from him, commanding respect without anger.

The appearance of the remnant soul of the founding emperor was the most crucial moment of the coronation ceremony!

Next, under the witness of everyone’s respectful gaze, this "ancestor" would bestow the crown upon himself!

And at that moment, the coronation ceremony was complete!

He had truly become the emperor of the Snow Night Empire!

Emotions of anticipation and excitement spread rapidly within Xue Tianao’s heart like a virus. As the gaze of the figure turned towards him, Xue Tianao quickly knelt down respectfully, demonstrating his "utmost sincerity" to the ancestor.

"I, Xue Tianao-Valethine, descendant, request the bestowment of imperial authority from the ancestor."

Upon hearing these words, the figure of Avalin nodded slightly.

Then, with Xue Tianao’s ecstatic gaze fixed upon it, the figure slowly raised its hand. Golden rays of light began to gather in its palm, gradually forming an exquisite and majestic crown!

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Meanwhile, as almost everyone was focused on this historic moment, on the seat of the Black Rose Family, the cloaked figure guarded by several black knights raised their head slowly.

With their pitch-black eyes filled with a playful expression, they gazed at the excited Xue Tianao.

After a cold smirk, the cloaked man calmly picked up a pale blue communication magic stone.

Reaching the pinnacle of life and then plummeting straight to the bottom... It should feel quite satisfying, shouldn’t it?

"Everyone, let’s the show began..."