Master!
In the scene that appeared within the Mystic Gate Clone's mind, Ye Zhen's master, Lu Li, unexpectedly appeared.
Within the vast Chaos Void, Lu Li, clad in a Mystic Gate Dao Robe and wearing a jade crown, looking every bit like an immortal, lightly pointed a finger. A torrent-like stream of light specks appeared in the Chaos Void.
Though it was merely a memory scene within his mind, those torrent-like light specks carried an aura so oppressive it nearly suffocated him. Ye Zhen's Primordial Spirit trembled violently at the sight.
The torrent of light specks suddenly expanded, seeming to engulf something in an instant.
Amid an incomparably unwilling scream, everything fell into darkness.
At the same time, the memories Ye Zhen's Mystic Gate Clone had been receiving from this Ancient Demon God Legacy abruptly came to an end. Only scattered fragments of memory slowly drifted over.
At the instant everything went dark, Ye Zhen had yet to react. Only when those scattered memory fragments entered the Mystic Gate Clone's mind did realization suddenly strike him.
Within those fragmented memories lay the helplessness and fury of the Ancient Demon God named Yan Chen, whose body had been reduced to a mere remnant. His irrecoverable injuries could only leave him waiting painfully for death.
In the end, the utterly unwilling Ancient Demon God Yan Chen used his final strength to merge the Small World he had forged into one, leaving behind his legacy.
He hoped that one day, this legacy would be obtained by an elite of the Devil Race, who would then avenge him and repay blood with blood.
And the name of his enemy was Lu Li!
Lu Li, the grand Sect Leader of the Mystic Gate Sect!
Seeing this, the feeling in Ye Zhen's heart was simply beyond