Inheritance Ownership, Heavenly Beginning Saint Light!
An Ye was an unparalleled genius of the Dark Clan. Back then, he had forcefully defeated every opponent in the Saint Tournament and nearly claimed the championship. Yet all of that had turned to ashes because of your appearance. In that battle, An Ye had lost to Chen Yun and then vanished without a trace. Even after the Dark Tower was destroyed, Chen Yun had failed to find him. What he did not know was that An Ye had long since been taken away by the Chaos Ancient Clan.
They had not met for more than ten years. Now, An Ye seemed unfathomable, like a black hole—deep and boundless. Even more astonishingly, each of his Yin Yang Heavenly Eyes contained a small world. Endless stars streaked across them, perishing and being reborn, creating a sight of extraordinary wonder. He looked at the opponent who had once soundly defeated him without resentment, without immediately erupting into fury and attacking, and without the slightest expression of wanting to wash away his former humiliation. All he showed was calmness and indifference, as though he had seen through everything in the world.
"Yes! It's me. Are you surprised?"
A faint smile appeared on An Ye's fair face as he spoke calmly. His deep eyes, suffused with black-and-white halos, remained utterly still as they lightly fixed on Chen Yun.
"Very surprised! I never thought I'd run into you here. I'm curious—where have you been all these years? When the Dark Tower was destroyed, I couldn't find the slightest trace of you!"
Chen Yun's expression returned to calm. A strange glint passed through his eyes as he asked indifferently. Through his senses, he vaguely felt that An Ye had probably already reached the level of Nirvana Great Perfection—and was no