In the silent chamber, a candle flame no bigger than a soybean glowed orange and warm, casting light over his figure.
Xiang Yang held the Nantian Sword Manual that Pan Yueban had recited aloud and he had written down. As he tightened his grip, his thoughts returned to the battle earlier that day.
Though Pan Yueban's damaged sword heart made him appear imposing as a rainbow, he had never been Xiang Yang's match.
No, strictly speaking, even if the other man's sword heart had been flawless, he still could not have been Xiang Yang's opponent. The outcome had been decided from the start.
It was only that Duan Canghai, Zhuo Liang, and the others had tried to rescue Pan Yueban midway through, causing a bit of trouble.
Fortunately, Jiang Sihong and the other experts had stopped them. Xiang Yang had taken the chance to seize Pan Yueban and bring him before Liang Dongzhu.
"So reincarnation is fraught with countless hardships. But if it is merely a strand of martial intent circulating within the Primordial Spirit, then it becomes much easier."
Liang Dongzhu had kept his promise. After speaking with Xiang Yang, he laid out his own guesses and understanding.
Like that terrifying old man from that day, Liang Dongzhu also suspected that Xiang Yang was the reincarnation of some peerless expert. Yet unlike the Yan Kingdom Sword God, whose two lives had merged into one, Xiang Yang was merely an inheritor of a certain expert's Primordial Spirit Martial Way.
To put it another way, the Yan Kingdom Sword God had carried all the memories of his previous life and begun anew, no different from a transmigrator or a reborn man.
A transmigrator came from another world, while a reborn man returned to the past. The Yan Kingdom Sword God, however,