179: Chapter 179 Temple Trial!

Arriving at the lounge, Lu Yin found a corner and closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into his mind, once again arriving at that towering Death God Temple situated at the center of his consciousness.

The temple remained silent; the black boulders emitted a deep, profound glow, and the skeletal totems on the doors seemed to be staring at him wordlessly.

The faint sense of summoning he had felt previously now became clearer.

Like a pulse, beat by beat, it pulled at his consciousness.

Lu Yin no longer hesitated, concentrating his thoughts and attempting to touch that massive door.

The moment his intent made contact with the door.

Boom!

A sensation of weightlessness that spanned endless time and space suddenly struck. Lu Yin felt his consciousness being pulled by an irresistible force.

In an instant, he broke away from the lounge where his physical body resided and plunged into an endless darkness.

A moment later, the weightlessness vanished, and he found himself standing in an incredibly vast and empty hall.

The space inside the hall was far more magnificent and expansive than it appeared from the outside.

Beneath his feet were black stone slabs as smooth as mirrors, yet they reflected no shadow.

Supporting the dome were massive stone pillars, carved with incomprehensible ancient patterns.

There were the births and deaths of galaxies, the rise and fall of civilizations, and the worship and conquests of countless strange beings.

The air was filled with an indescribable aura—not one of dead silence, but a kind of eternal peace and tranquility that transcended life and death.

Lu Yin looked up toward the depths of the hall.

There, instead of the throne he had expected, was an even deeper area of darkness.

Lu Yin involuntarily began to walk toward that area.

The sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty hall, sounding exceptionally clear.

He walked past the pillars carved with epics, feeling as though every step crossed long stretches of time.

Finally, he arrived before that deep area.

As he drew closer, a silhouette became vaguely visible.

It was that magnificent Bone Throne he had caught a glimpse of before!

Only now, the throne appeared incredibly illusory, and that immensely grand figure was not upon it.

When Lu Yin's consciousness focused on that magnificent Bone Throne, the entire empty hall seemed to tremble slightly.

It wasn't a physical vibration, but a ripple originating from the level of time and space.

Countless tiny points of light began to emerge on the throne.

Like distant stars in the night sky, or fragments of some ancient will, they were slowly converging.

An indescribable aura of antiquity, majesty, and even a hint of... desolation spread from the throne.

In the next second, fragmented images rushed into his mind like a bursting flood.

He saw the boundless sea of stars dim and extinguish in an instant, turning into eternal silence.

He saw glorious civilizations come to an abrupt halt at their peak, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

He saw peerlessly powerful beings march toward their destined end amidst wails of grief.

These images were fragmented, filled with the essence of extinction and termination.

Yet they carried a strange and cold sense of justice.

As if death itself was one of the most fundamental laws of the universe, treating all existence with impartiality.

Lu Yin vaguely understood that these images were part of what that new god behind him had once witnessed.

But since that deity had passed this Death God Temple down to him, did it mean he would inherit that deity's godhead?

With this thought, Lu Yin slowly stepped onto the Bone Throne before him.

The moment he sat down, the wandering points of light gathered, gradually forming lines of text composed of unknown symbols.

Lu Yin had never seen these characters before, but the meaning they carried was directly reflected in his understanding.

[Death God Temple]

[The hall that governs the end of all things. There are nine levels in total; those who reach the summit may glimpse the origin of death.]

[Current Bound Individual: Lu Yin]

[Authority Unlocked: First Level - Hall of Audience]

Lu Yin sat upon the Bone Throne, feeling the cold and majestic aura emanating from beneath him, as if he were merging with the entire temple.

He stared at the ancient text appearing before him, his heart filled with understanding.

This Death God Temple had nine levels, and each level likely contained secrets and power.

And now, he had only opened the first level, the Hall of Audience.

"Hall of Audience..." Lu Yin murmured softly, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

It was at this moment that a figure abruptly appeared before Lu Yin's eyes.

"Greetings, my Lord."

Lu Yin looked up and saw that the newcomer was one of his Legion Commanders, the Black Flame Knight, Kasa.

"Kasa?!"

"How are you here too?!"

Kasa looked up and replied.

"Reporting to my Lord, we have always resided within the Death God Temple, it is just that you..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Lu Yin already understood.

So the reason Yarberna could appear and disappear at will before was because she was here.

In that case, this Death God Temple was his ultimate base of operations.

Just as Lu Yin was thinking this, several more figures appeared one after another.

Yarberna, Krausi, Hill, Shadow, and Night.

"Master, you are finally able to enter this place."

Yarberna gave a soft laugh, her sexy body swaying as she arrived behind Lu Yin.

Her long fingers rested on the armrest of the Bone Throne as she continued.

"The Death God Temple is your foundation, and also our home."

"Each of your ten Legion Commanders guards one level."

"However, since you have just entered this place, you can only unlock the first level."

"But as your level increases, subsequent levels will open one by one, and you will gradually unlock the power that belongs to you."

Sitting on the Bone Throne, Lu Yin's gaze swept over the crowd kneeling on one knee before him, a sense of realization rising in his heart.

Yarberna stood by his side, her faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

"Then do you know what secrets each level of this Death God Temple holds?"

Yarberna leaned down slightly, her red lips parting as she spoke with a hint of laziness.

"The nine levels of the Death God Temple each contain a different trial."

"As long as you pass the trial, you can obtain your exclusive."

"Exclusive?"

Lu Yin turned his head slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Every Professional's exclusive was an incredibly powerful piece of equipment.

And it could grow along with the Professional, just like Lin Xiao's god slaying sword.

"Where is the trial?"

As soon as Lu Yin finished speaking, the entire Hall of Audience seemed to sense it, and a subtle change occurred.

Deep within the originally empty and lonely hall, that seemingly eternal dark area began to flow slowly.

Like ink dropping into clear water, ripples began to spread.

In the darkness not far behind the throne, an archway constructed of pale bone and pitch-black stone slowly emerged.

Upon the archway, countless intricate ancient runes flickered like breathing.

Inside the door was not a physical space, but a swirling chaotic vortex, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of death and an indescribable attraction.