Bamboo Mound

He reached out and touched the cold palace door, gently tracing its patterns, then pushed it inward with both hands.

The palace doors slowly opened, but without any of the expected sounds.

He didn't step inside immediately, but all he could see was darkness. Even when he activated the night vision function of his Eyes of Truth, it was to no avail.

Left with no other choice, I followed the faint pulling sensation that appeared after the door opened and stepped across the threshold.

The moment he stepped into the main hall, everything around him came to a sudden stop, then vanished without a trace like bubbles.

A pure white glint suddenly appeared from the darkness, and before he could react, it enveloped his entire field of vision!

At this moment, all he could see was an endless blank space, as if he were in the chaotic realm at the beginning of the universe!

Just as Ning Chang was filled with astonishment, a weak and aged voice drifted from behind him, its tone drawn out: "Finally, someone has come..."

He hurriedly turned around, but behind him was still a vast expanse of white, with only a round platform about one meter square standing quietly.

On the circular platform, a faint figure appeared and disappeared, emitting a dim light.

Ning Chang searched several times but couldn't sense any aura at all!

He could only take a few steps closer, raising his arm halfway before lowering it again, countless questions swirling in his mind, unsure where to begin. He could only manage a slow, deliberate "Senior?"

The ethereal figure swayed slightly, and after a long while, only a long sigh could be heard.

"Fate is so cruel!"

"Young man, I know you have many questions, but haven't I had the same questions?"

"However... with the soul power I currently possess, I can't withstand a long conversation."

"My name is Heavenly Illusionary God Lord. I began cultivating at the age of seven, and by sixty I had shattered the void and created a world. Unfortunately, I was one step too far off and was defeated by my opponent..."

“After being severely injured by that Crimson Feather God and having my unique pupils stolen, I tried my best to escape, but eventually fell into this world and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for your arrival.”

"It's anyone with the Eyes of Truth." Ning Chang didn't appreciate the compliment.

"Haha, that's right. What I'm most proud of is this pair of penetrating eyes. It's because of them that I was able to leave behind a legend!"

Although he couldn't see Tianhuan Shenjun's expression clearly, he still sensed a hint of nostalgia.

"If you die before reaching your peak, no one will remember your so-called legend." Ning Chang only murmured these words to himself and did not say them aloud.

"Before this, I had hoped to wait for someone who also possessed the Eyes of Truth, to possess my body and be reborn, so that I could return to my peak, personally kill my enemies, and once again roam freely between heaven and earth!"

He suddenly rushed in front of Ning Chang, pretending to be ferocious.

Ke Ning merely smiled slightly, relieved that her guess was correct, and that Ge Shu had mentioned the divination results of several generations of astrology masters.

Not seeing the desired reaction from him, Heavenly Illusion God Lord paused for a moment and returned to the round platform.

"Haha, you're quite quick-witted."

"It seems you guessed it too: I underestimated the power of time and the arrangements of fate!"

His voice suddenly rose, as if all his resentment had been gathered into this roar!

"Even the years are tormenting me! Little by little! They're eroding my soul power!"

"For so many years, until now, when I am powerless to possess another body, you have sent an ant to collect all my achievements!"

After this, the Heavenly Illusion God-King fell silent again, and only after a long time did he flicker and sway like a flame.

"Time is running out... You came here with the people from that sect outside, right? I will throw the control key of this world out to the outside world later."

As for now, I will impart to you all the essence of my life's learning and the unique eye techniques exclusive to the Eyes of Truth!

He moved closer to Ning Chang, but still received no response.

"Don't you yearn for it? In my prime, I could annihilate countless ants like you with just the aura I let slip!"

After these words, a glimmer of light flashed in Ning Chang's eyes, but he was only brought back to his senses by the Tianhuan Divine Lord's emphasized tone.

He had been lost in thought when he heard Tianhuan Shenjun lamenting the passing of time, and hadn't even noticed it.

Just as Ning Changcai regained his senses, Tianhuan Divine Lord pointed a finger at his forehead, and a torrent of memories surged towards him, engulfing him in a world of light and shadow!

Within countless split screens, countless figures practice different movements, shifting and changing forms to create various techniques and secret arts.

"Sky-Piercing Slash... Dust Shattering... Star-Pointing Step... Illusionless..."

Numerous images flooded his mind, but he quickly realized something was amiss:

Unlike the Hidden Knowledge Stone, this light and shadow cannot be forcibly engraved in memory for a considerable period of time until it is fully learned.

Instead, after demonstrating it once, the move and the eye technique disappeared without a trace, and he could never remember it again!

After a long while, Ning Chang opened his eyes and looked at the now illusory Heavenly Illusion God in front of him, his face showing confusion and bewilderment.

Seeing Ning Chang open his eyes, Heavenly Illusion God Lord assumed he had finished receiving the inheritance and spoke with a relieved and relaxed tone:

"Since you possess the same Insightful Eyes as me, you must make good use of this inheritance. Once you grow up, kill that Crimson Feather God and avenge me!"

"Um... I guess I should apologize first, Senior Tianhuan."

"Don't be afraid, child. If I count the numbers, Chi Yu's highest level right now is only the Extinction Star Realm. It's not too late for you to avenge me after you surpass him."

Ning Chang lowered his eyes for a moment, then tilted his head slightly and said, "There's no need to talk about revenge. If I happen to come across it, I will try my best to keep an eye out."

"However, the techniques taught by the senior were like river water flowing through my mind, leaving not a trace behind."

"And judging from your condition, senior, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it again." With that, he shook his head and bid farewell to Heavenly Illusion God Lord in advance.

"How is this possible!" Although his appearance was no longer visible, the violently trembling soul of the Heavenly Illusion God Lord still revealed his disbelief.

"The secret technique I use is a method of transferring souls, which is several times stronger than spiritual memory and cannot be easily dissipated!"

After saying that, he hurriedly placed his hand on Ning Chang's forehead and began to examine it carefully.

After a few breaths, Heavenly Illusion God Lord frowned and muttered to himself, "The soul's reaction is normal; it shouldn't be like this."

"You junior, have you perhaps inherited the legacy and are now just wasting your time here..."

Before he could finish his doubtful words, he seemed to sense something else, suddenly widened his eyes, and exclaimed, "Remnant Soul! You! You... Good, hahaha... Very good, hahaha!"

His intermittent voice was filled with a torrent of emotions!

The resentment, anger, bitterness, and frustration all vanished, leaving only a sense of relief, which dissipated like a sudden, invisible breeze...

Just as his soul was dissipating, Ning Chang barely heard a long, ethereal sigh.

"Rebel against fate for me..."