Two Inheritances!

Rumble—! The doors of the Inheritance Hall swung completely open amid an ancient, muffled roar. The pressure pouring from the crack in the doors struck the crowd like something tangible; those with weaker cultivation staggered back several steps, their faces turning pale.

Lu Changsheng's green robes snapped in the wind as the five types of lightning within him circulated faintly, dissolving that pressure into nothingness. He stepped forward first and entered the hall.

The others followed close behind.

The moment they entered the great hall, everyone involuntarily stopped and looked up, their eyes filled with shock. The space inside was far more vast than it had appeared from outside. Above them was not an ordinary dome, but an inverted river of stars!

Countless stars slowly revolved overhead, spilling cold, mysterious radiance. It seemed that if one merely reached out, one could touch those ancient celestial bodies. Huge pillars stood all around, each hundreds of zhang thick and requiring several hundred people to encircle. Their surfaces were carved with ancient sea-beast totems—giant whales swallowing waves, Flood Dragons Emerging from Sea, black tortoises bearing mountains. Every image was lifelike, as though it might break free of the pillars at any moment.

The air was thick with water-element energy, so concentrated it was nearly liquid. With every breath, it felt as if ocean tides were surging through their lungs—gentle, yet boundless.

From afar came the deep, lingering sound of rolling tides, as if the hall itself were a sleeping primordial ocean, slowly breathing.

Lu Changsheng's palm grew hot, and the Sea God Halberd appeared on its own. Its body was azure blue, trembling faintly as it emitted a deep hum. A dim glow flowed across its blade, like a wanderer who had slept away countless years and finally caught the scent of home.