Fated by the Unseen

When Yi Yun thought of this, the enormous life-form in the sky suddenly turned its head and glanced at him. That single glance seemed to pierce through billions of years, looking across the River of Time.

Its amber pupils seemed to reflect the entire world.

Yi Yun held his breath and met the gaze of that colossal life-form.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The tremendous sound of a beating heart continued to reverberate in Yi Yun's ears.

It was impossible to tell how long that exchange of gazes lasted. It seemed to be only a few seconds, yet also seemed like a thousand years. Yi Yun felt as if he had crossed endless space and time. Suddenly, he sensed all the Yuan Qi in this space surging toward him.

"There is his aura on you..."

An ancient, vast voice seemed to ring directly in Yi Yun's mind.

Yi Yun sensed the longing within that voice and immediately understood. The voice likely came from the remnant consciousness within the demon bone, and the "him" it referred to was the master of the Pure Yang Sword Palace.

The Yuan Qi enveloped Yi Yun. He sensed a consciousness hidden within it, carefully examining him.

Yi Yun hesitated for a moment but did not resist, allowing the other party to observe him.

After a long while, the voice sounded again, filled with emotion.

"I never imagined that there would still be an heir of his in this world. Child, you have come to my burial place. Perhaps this was fated by the unseen."

Yi Yun had obtained the inheritance of the master of the Pure Yang Sword Palace in the Tianyuan Realm. Now, after arriving at the Ancient Battlefield of the Ruins, he had encountered the bones of the mount of the master of the Pure