Noel looked up, gazing at the hellish scene before him.
In the sky, black tendrils crisscrossed downwards, a sense of madness and destruction rampaging across the square.
The giant tendrils crashed against the newly erected shield, emitting a crisp "crack" as they shattered.
A girl, laughing recklessly, caused everything she passed to crumble. She opened her arms as if embracing this world of despair.
"...Mad, they're all mad," Noel muttered to himself.
He tore off the white dress he was wearing and walked towards the altar. Reaching the center of the stone platform, he inserted a slab of stone into a gap.
This stone slab, passed down from the First Tribe with the breath of Bai Shen, meant that with its placement on the altar of succession, the succession ceremony was completely fulfilled.
——And at that moment,
A white radiance emerged around the Clan Leader.
Having completed the entire succession ritual, he truly became the leader of the tribe.