Chapter 115: Ghost God Legacy_2

Furthermore, from the Hook Seal inscribed on my left palm emerged a black chain, slithering out like a serpent, extending along my palm and then coiling around my wrist, transforming into a chain that protected my arm...

...

I didn't know how much time had passed when I slowly awoke.

I felt an excruciating headache and struggled to rise from the ground. After taking several deep breaths, the pain gradually subsided.

Then, I looked at the stone coffin before me.

Inside the casket, the pile of bones had completely turned to dust.

I fell silent for a moment, then knelt respectfully in the manner of a disciple.

I had come to understand what this inheritance was.

The legacy of a Ghost God!

Those who cross over into the world of the dead, even living Yin messengers, remember nothing after wandering the Netherworld—only their duties are clear to them.