Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse Chapter 1352 The Age of the Gods and the Four Divine Clans...

Previously on Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse...
Bai Zemin wandered the vast palace corridors alone, reflecting on his conversation with Lilith, the Flame of Burning Wrath, and the mysterious Kali, while gazing at the majestic view of Hero City from a high window and pondering a lonely figure's isolation. Evangeline appeared to congratulate him on his marriage, gifting him a stone brimming with immense magical power as a means to summon her across worlds, then vanished after he promised involvement in a grand upcoming plan. Alarmed by Kali's emergency signal, he teleported to the ancient runes beneath the Five Silver Pagodas, where she apologized for the worry and revealed her success in decoding a long-inaccessible golden magic circle, sparking his shock and rising excitement.

"Did you succeed in decoding it completely? Does that imply you found a method to unlock that entrance?" Bai Zemin fired off queries rapidly, his voice brimming with childlike enthusiasm as he softly clasped both of Kali's hands, his eyes shining brightly while fixed on her face.

Kali didn't react to his close gesture at all. After all, Bai Zemin frequently carried her to bed during rest hours, making mere hand-holding seem trivial by contrast.

"Actually, I was able to decode every rune forming this magic array." Kali gave a nod but soon shook her head, speaking deliberately, "Yet, I must say it's utterly impossible to breach that barrier. Not at present, and not ever in the future for anyone."

Bai Zemin's thrill faded instantly, his joyful face turning somber following Kali's declaration. What struck him hardest was her delivery—utterly detached yet brimming with certainty.

Nevertheless, he refused to surrender without a fight. Truth be told, Bai Zemin never backed down no matter the obstacle's scale.

"Can you tell me what's going on here?" he inquired after a couple of quiet minutes passed.

Kali wheeled around, inching toward the door at a leisurely pace. The chamber's interior glowed faintly in a cozy golden hue from the magic circle etched on the door's face, so from the rear, she appeared to glide toward paradise's gateway.

"Truthfully, fortune was key in my grasping the intricacies of this magic array. Without those ancient tomes from Oblon World's royal palace, plus some unconventional spells, I doubt I'd have pulled it off." She halted precisely five meters from the gleaming magic circle and explained, "Hundreds of varied runes compose this array, each one an offensive type that bolsters the others seamlessly. I can't gauge an Eighth Order Higher Existence's might, but I'm eighty percent sure even they would vanish entirely if they tried assaulting this door."

Even the Higher Existences' faction heads could perish?

Bai Zemin's face shifted subtly, as Cai Jingyi and Nangong Lingxin exchanged stunned glances.

All present in the hidden chamber recognized Bai Zemin as the Transcendent faction's mightiest. Still, he'd collapsed into unconsciousness after clashing with a Sixth Order Higher Existence.

Even more crucial, Bai Zemin's victory stemmed largely from substantial aid during the fight. Without it, the result might well have diverged sharply.

All at once, Bai Zemin caught on and blurted, "Kali, you mentioned deciphering the magic array earlier, but now you're saying all its runes are offensive. Surely your deciphering went beyond mere classification, right?"

Precisely, Kali affirmed with a nod and replied evenly, "Spotting rune types alone wouldn't have prompted my urgent summons. Teaming up with Meng Qi, I uncovered something fascinating."

Meng Qi? His own sibling?

Bai Zemin felt astonishment surge through him.

Undeterred by his reaction, Kali pressed on, "Deep in Oblon World's royal palace secret chamber—a space crafted to block even the smallest mana trace—we discovered a lone manuscript. It's in awful condition: pages brittle and yellowed, ink so washed out it's scarcely readable, and it's obvious scores of pages got ripped away or simply vanished over the ages."

With that, Kali reached behind her, fishing in the gap between her back and the wheelchair's support with her delicate fingers.

Bai Zemin, Cai Jingyi, and Nangong Lingxin observed as she drew forth a slender volume holding barely over ten sheets. Its sturdy binding hinted that, as Kali had noted, this tome once spanned hundreds of pages at least.

Kali swiveled her chair to confront him and held out the aged manuscript his way. Bai Zemin employed Air Manipulation to draw it through the air, and upon touching it, a profound, timeless essence washed over him.

Instinctively, he glanced down at unfamiliar carvings and script he'd never encountered before. Yet, to his profound amazement, words escaped his lips, resounding in the hushed underground space.

"The Age of the Gods and the Four Divine Clans..."

Kali's brow furrowed sharply at his murmur. Looking mildly puzzled, she queried, "You comprehend that tongue? I had no idea you picked up the same ability as Meng Qi."

"Huh?" Bai Zemin's eyes bulged in astonishment as awareness dawned.

Of course...

How in the world could he grasp those symbols without ever learning that script?

Moreover...

Abruptly, Bai Zemin's spirits plummeted, and he nearly leaped back as a fierce impulse for wild destruction coursed through his veins.

It required considerable effort to steady himself again.

While Nangong Lingxin and Cai Jingyi lingered nearby in bewilderment, Kali's frown deepened.

Though Kali's eyes remained shut and the surroundings stayed invisible to her, she perceived matters of consequence with unparalleled clarity; moments ago, she'd witnessed Bai Zemin's soul churn oddly, pulsing in erratic bursts.

After an indeterminable stretch, Bai Zemin drew a steadying breath, his fingers quivering for unknown reasons as he flipped open the manuscript's cover.

With so many pages absent—most of them, really—it proved hard to pinpoint the section or exact page. Nonetheless, it marked the start of this fragmented work.

Undaunted, Bai Zemin scanned the text within: "Split across five realms, the Great Primordial Chaos falls largely under the Four Divine Clans' dominion. Bar the enigmatic and perilous Southern Chaos, the remaining four areas serve as the deities' private domains."

"The Moon God Clan holds sway in the north, filled mainly with stunning goddesses... Eastward dwells the esteemed Sun God Clan, boasting some of the fiercest strike powers... The God of Creation Clan oversees and safeguards the Western Chaos, wielding command over laws and the natural order, encompassing time and space... Finally, in the Central Chaos sits the Oblivion God Clan, whose ruinous force outstrips the rest among the Four Divine Clans, even without harnessing laws like the others."

Numerous gaps yawned between clan entries, a shame as Bai Zemin suspected deeper insights into each Divine Clan lay in those voids. All the same, he felt glad to glean a bit more about his universe.

It quickly dawned on Bai Zemin that the author must have held lofty standing long ago. Ordinary folk couldn't have accessed the details outlined further down.

"For unknown causes, the Sun God Clan and Oblivion God Clan, who until lately coexisted harmoniously, started facing bitter conflicts..."

"What...? Today's revelation is unbelievable! So the recent tensions between Sun God Clan and Oblivion God Clan arose because..."

"The whole Golden Domain rejoices! A prince from the Oblivion God Clan is set to wed our Immortal History's top prodigy and foremost beauty! This union might propel us toward the stage surpassing the Heaven Merging realm!"

"Qi Accumulation..."

"Blood Condensation..."

"Tendon Hardening..."

"Bone Forging..."

"Meridian Widening..."

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