Inside the room, Lu Chen sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.
His mind sank into his sea of consciousness.
Within it, the Dragon Soul Mirror's mark radiated a warm golden glow. It seemed to sense his intent, trembling faintly as it released an even more blazing light.
Lu Chen took a deep breath and opened the System Panel.
[Current remaining lifespan: 2,150 years] [Consume 300 years of lifespan to deduce the fourth level of Godslayer Art, "Godslaying"?]
With a thought, he confirmed it.
[Confirmed. Consuming 300 years of lifespan. Beginning deduction...]
In an instant, countless streams of information flooded into his mind like a tidal wave!
The information was intricate and profound, every sentence containing an indescribable mystery. His soul shook violently, as though it might burst apart from the sheer weight of it all!
Yet he clenched his teeth and frantically circulated the Clear Heart Soul-Calming Incantation, steadying his mind.
Time passed second by second.
Who knew how long it took before that torrent of information finally began to settle, transforming into clear imprints etched deep into his soul.
[Deduction complete!] [Congratulations! You have mastered the fourth level of Godslayer Art—Godslaying!]
Lu Chen opened his eyes, a flash of golden-purple light passing through them.
He raised a hand, and a strange wisp of light appeared in his palm—no longer golden-purple, nor dark green, but an entirely new color: golden-purple at its core, dark green at its edges, with a faint trace of pale gray-white at its center.
It was the color of ending.
The power of Godslaying.
He clenched his fist and felt that brand-new power coursing through his body.
How could this power be merely ten times stronger than the Pseudo-Godslayer Lightning?
If he encountered the Undead Monarch's soul fragment again,