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From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

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Chapter 364: Philosopher's Stone

Byrne returned to the Snow Mountain where the Alchemy Council gathered.

He ascended the Snow Mountain and arrived outside the palace.

The sparkling palace roof was covered with thick snow, but upon closer inspection, one could see it was not merely a natural accumulation but a meticulously carved snowcap, adorned with various exquisite patterns, Divine Eagles soaring across the sky, endless streams coursing through the Snow Mountain, and the Lotus symbolizing good fortune.

"Chairman, I am here."

Byrne murmured to himself and finally stepped into the resplendent palace, greeted by a warm and fresh air that stood in stark contrast to the harsh cold outside.

The palace interior boasted glimmering murals, columns with carved beams and painted rafters, with a massive crystal chandelier hanging from the dome ceiling, emitting a soft yet bright light that illuminated the entire space as if it were daylight.