Lu Chen stood where he was.
For a long while, he remained silent.
His heart was a tangled mix of emotions.
There was the wild joy and excitement of obtaining the Supreme Inheritance and supreme treasures.
There was also deep respect and sorrowful remembrance for the magnificent life of the "Yuan" Dao Lord, and his ultimately tragic end.
Above all, there was a heavy responsibility and pressure, weighing on his heart like a mountain.
The Dao Lord's inheritance was not merely an opportunity—a shortcut to power.
It was also a mission, a relay, a promise.
He had taken up his predecessor's torch, continued his path, and shouldered the possible... destiny and tribulations to come.
After a long while.
Lu Chen slowly raised his head.
All the complicated emotions in his eyes had been replaced by a light as firm as iron.
Facing the void, facing the direction in which the Dao Lord Yuan's lingering will had dissipated, he said softly yet decisively:
"Senior, rest assured."
"I will walk your path to the end."
"I will also do my best to protect this source of the Myriad Daos that you guarded."
"In the future... if the great tribulation that sweeps across the All Heavens and destroys an era truly descends..."
Lu Chen clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, and unprecedentedly sharp brilliance burst from his eyes!
"I, Lu Chen, will never stand idly by!"
"With the sword in my hand and the Dao in my heart, I will carve out a path to survival!"
Once the oath was made, his Dao heart became clear and unimpeded.
It was as if some invisible shackles had been broken, and as if an even heavier burden had been hoisted onto his shoulders.
Lu Chen felt that after undergoing the baptism of the