Su Yi remained silent for a long while, then took out his wine gourd and drank deeply.
Afterward, he put away the Three-Inch Heavenly Heart, raised his eyes to the ethereal, immortal-like figure in the distant void, and said, "I will get to the bottom of this matter myself."
The Temple Master nodded. His voice was gentle and clear. "The fact that you are alive means I was reincarnated long ago. There cannot possibly be two of the same person in this world. As you can see, I am now merely a strand of willpower on the verge of dissipating."
After a pause, he continued, "Whether you find this hard to accept or remain doubtful, the time I can continue to exist is running out."
"I hope you remember what I am about to say, because I am your past life. The karma and entanglements upon me will all need to be faced by you in the future."
Su Yi frowned slightly. "Go on."
He recalled the experiences of his own reincarnation.
He had only truly awakened all the memories of his past life as the Xuan Jun Sword Master when he was seventeen.
Now, if the master of the Mortal Realm Temple truly was the main body of one of his past lives, it undoubtedly meant that he had yet to awaken the memories of this "past life."
"I once possessed that Nine Hells Sword as well."
The Temple Master's very first sentence stirred Su Yi, sending shock through his heart.
He cast aside his distracting thoughts and listened quietly.
"When I first embarked upon the path of cultivation, that sword was already dormant within my sea of consciousness."
"Only later did I dare conclude that the mysterious divine chains suppressing the Nine Hells Sword were all 'past-life Dao