Unity, the Lord of the Undead!

“The Curse Tablet, Kos?”

Hearing that his final competitor was a master of the Path of Curses, Chen Xu instinctively expanded his Spirit Shield.

At the same time, he immediately scanned his own soul over a dozen times. Only after confirming there were no anomalies did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Having been schemed against by Lothar, Chen Xu’s nerves were currently a bit frayed.

In the distance, Kos perceived a sudden burst of mental fluctuations from Chen Xu after he caught the authority fragment.

At that moment, relying on its understanding of causality through the Path of Curses, Kos clearly sensed that Chen Xu’s favorability toward it had plummeted, dropping instantly from 0 to -999.

Terrified, Kos dove straight into the ground, exerting all its strength to flee the territory.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before it sensed Chen Xu’s favorability toward it rising again, eventually reaching a level much higher than before.

Only then did Kos slam on the brakes, turn around, and race back at full speed.

Chen Xu gripped the two fragments tightly. Although he showed no emotional fluctuations on the surface, that was only because the world power injected by the Undead Throne had temporarily left him expressionless.

In reality, his heart was already racing with excitement.

All the authority fragments were now in his possession. He only needed to fuse them into one to obtain the complete authority of the Lord of the Undead.

Once he held the complete authority, he could use it to summon the Supreme Throne—the seat that belonged exclusively to the Lord of the Undead and represented his status.

By using his soul and authority to carve his name onto the Supreme Throne, the competition ritual would be complete.

The power of the entire world would then pour into Chen Xu’s body, helping him break through to the unique-tier and become what everyone called the pinnacle of all worlds, the sovereign of the universe: a Dao Lord.

He merged the two authority fragments into his body. The three fragments began to circle, vibrate, and resonate within Chen Xu’s soul.

Once the vibration reached a certain frequency, the three fragments slammed into one another.

The collision produced an explosion, scattering a massive amount of golden light. These specks of starlight drifted onto Chen Xu’s soul and were automatically absorbed.

With every speck of starlight absorbed, Chen Xu’s soul grew stronger.

This explosion was a simulation of the explosion during the World Creation of the Land of the Undead. The World Source produced by such an explosion provided immense benefits to any living being.

Swallowing World Source physically could strengthen the constitution without side effects. Fusing World Source with the soul could expand the soul without side effects.

The current explosion was utilizing World Source to elevate Chen Xu’s soul, facilitating the subsequent ritual.

The Supreme Throne, representing the Lord of the Undead, was naturally a unique-tier object. To carve one’s name upon it, one needed a sufficiently massive soul in addition to the empowerment of authority and world power.

As the explosion ended, the authority became unified, releasing a mysterious pulse.

This pulse radiated three times in succession, starting from Chen Xu and spreading throughout the entire Land of the Undead.

Upon sensing this pulse, all undead creatures—whether they were feeding, fighting for territory, or engaged in life-and-death combat—came to a halt.

They all turned in unison toward Chen Xu’s direction and pressed their heads to the ground. Even the necrotic archdukes were no exception; Medusa, the beautiful bone snake, lowered all of her hundreds of heads to the earth.

Chen Xu stood up from the Undead Throne. Now that the authority was unified, he had gained the knowledge for the final ritual from within it.

The three pulses just now were meant to announce to all creatures in the Land of the Undead that the Lord of the Undead was about to be born.

The undead army surrounding Chen Xu had already knelt in submission. At this moment, every undead was waiting—waiting for Chen Xu, the protagonist.

Chen Xu extended his right hand, using his mental strength to construct a skill formation in his palm.

This formation was the foundation of all undead-type summoning skills, and it was also the complete formation for summoning the Supreme Throne.

Chen Xu had only just realized that all undead summoning skills were actually derivatives of the skill to summon the Supreme Throne of the Lord of the Undead.

“Summon, Supreme Throne!”

Chen Xu activated the formation in his hand, putting forth all his strength and shouting with the loudest voice he had ever used.

As the formation activated, a magic circle manifested in front of Chen Xu.

The magic circle emitted a five-colored radiance, connecting to the core secret realm of the Land of the Undead.

A majestic, solemn, hundred-meter-tall Bone Throne slowly rose from beneath the magic circle. The seat was covered in elements of undead creatures.

With white bone as its base, the armrests of the throne were the heads of bone dragons, and the footrest was composed of several heads of bone nightmares.

Behind the throne, various styles of bone weapons formed a semicircle, held together by abomination hooks.

The throne’s appearance was accompanied by the wailing of ghosts, their pitches shifting to form a grand overture.

Once the Supreme Throne had fully risen and the magic circle vanished, Chen Xu stepped forward.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes. Under his control, his soul transformed into a soul chisel. At the core of the throne, Chen Xu manipulated the soul chisel to carve his name, stroke by stroke.

Crack! Crack!

The character for ‘Chen’ was completed.

“Phew.”

He exhaled. When he had first changed classes, Chen Xu had spent some effort studying and training his mental strength, but as his rank grew, he had mostly relied on his summoned undead army to kill his enemies.

His own soul cultivation was indeed a bit mismatched with his current realm. After becoming the Lord of the Undead, he would have to set aside some time to delve into the soul and curse systems to shore up his weaknesses.

Chen Xu continued to manipulate the chisel, carving the final character, ‘Xu.’

“It’s a good thing my name is short. If it were one of those people from Yinglun, this carving ritual would probably take all day,” Chen Xu joked to himself.

As he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, his mood had become uncharacteristically lively.

Ever since learning of the threat from Hell, he had been moving at lightning speed with no free time at all.

As the final horizontal stroke of the character ‘Xu’ fell, the core of the Supreme Throne began to rotate.

Following the inherited knowledge within the authority, Chen Xu separated a wisp of his soul and infused it into the throne’s core.

In the next moment, the Supreme Throne transformed. Its size shrank from a hundred meters tall to just over three meters, adapting to Chen Xu’s physique.

Then, the bone dragon head on the left armrest changed, becoming the head of a Bone Kun.

Above the headrest, two celestial bodies appeared: a golden sun and a white moon.

Under Chen Xu’s intervention, positions were also reserved for seven more celestial bodies in advance.

Once the transformation was complete, the Supreme Throne emitted a pulling force, guiding Chen Xu to slowly turn around and sit upon it.

Chen Xu’s consciousness merged with the Land of the Undead. In the starry sky, faintly illuminated by the moon and sun, a phantom of Chen Xu sitting upon the throne appeared.

Chen Xu sat tall upon the throne, his eyes reflecting the countless living souls bowing before him in the Land of the Undead.

Xuan Chu and the other black knights gathered their divine power and spoke in unison.

“The throne is inherited, the undead bow, and the new lord ascends.

We pay our respects to the Lord of the Undead!”

Tens of billions of undead shouted together, offering their loyalty to the Lord of the Undead.