Looking at these skeletons, Jera felt both a strange fear and a sense of familiarity.
Because these were all his relatives transformed, though they had lost their memories, even their consciousness, instinct remained, leading them to absolute obedience to their creator.
"This is the power of the White Lotus God, a god's envoy. With your help, we can take our revenge."
Hope flickered in Jera's eyes because he finally had his own strength. Admittedly, this strength was not his own, but borrowed; however, a meditation method and a training technique had ingrained themselves in his mind.
As long as he could continue cultivating according to the methods, he would be able to enhance himself.
The first step was revenge, and then, once he had his vengeance, he would serve the God wholly and completely.
Jera was fulfilling his promise; whoever could give him the power for revenge, he would dedicate everything to them.
