Dong Huaiyue's Eldest Disciple

Qin Heng had just found the Golden Small Sword when Yan Feng discovered a treasure in another room not far away.

As the chest sealing the treasure was opened, a profound aura unique to a Law Treasure spread outward.

So strong! Qin Heng was secretly startled. The aura swept across the heavenly domain and, in an instant, filled the entire world, disrupting the laws of this Small World. It was clearly no ordinary treasure.

"What did you find?" he asked Yan Feng through the wall.

Yan Feng replied, "It seems to be a third-order treasure... It has Spiritual Wisdom—very powerful Spiritual Wisdom."

The moment his divine sense faded, everyone sensed a voice that seemed to have come from the distant past.

"Finally out! I've suffered so bitterly!"

The voice was ancient and weary, yet tinged with excitement.

Boom!

The palace walls shattered.

There was no battle. A mere stretch of aura had burst apart this divine hall, though no one knew what material it had been made from.

The dense energy aura and astonishingly tyrannical true intent put Qin Heng and the others on guard, ready to fight.

At that moment, Xuan Nie's divine sense rang out joyfully. "Is that you, Eldest Senior Apprentice?"

Eldest Senior Apprentice?

A flicker of doubt crossed the minds of Qin Heng and the other two at the same time.

Then came a bold laugh. "Hahaha! Little Dragon Cub, it's you! I was wondering who it was. How did you become so weak? Are these little fellows your companions?"

Xuan Nie was still some distance away, receiving his master's inheritance. Only his divine sense was watching this side. Hearing that, he replied, "Eldest Senior Apprentice, I have died once already. I am now cultivating anew with a remnant soul, and my strength has yet to