However, Venerable Purple Thunder's phantom quickly offered an explanation.
A deep hatred flashed through his aged eyes, which were formed from violet arcs of electricity.
"Back then, Venerable Annihilation and I fought a world-shaking battle, and in the end, we both perished here.
Thus, there is an irreconcilable blood feud between him and me—even after death and the dissipation of our souls, this hatred will not fade.
I want Annihilation Venerable's Inheritance to have no successor. I want the work of his entire life to rot completely within these ruins, never to see the light of day again."
As he spoke, Venerable Purple Thunder's phantom twisted slightly.
"Over the decades since we both fell, although I have been left with only a sliver of residual will trapped here, I have not been entirely unaware of the outside world.
Throughout these long years, I could clearly sense that Venerable Annihilation's inheritance had never been obtained by anyone—not only had no one gained the inheritance, not even a single Martial Artist had managed to enter the Core Zone of his Annihilation Dense Fog.
This greatly pleased me. I believed that his inheritance would sooner or later completely vanish with the passage of time."
"Yet, in the past few days, things have changed."
"Someone actually used some unknown method to gain that man's recognition and enter the deepest part of his inheritance grounds. This is something I absolutely cannot tolerate."
Hearing this, Jun Wentian vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"So, Senior, what do you mean?"
"Kill the Martial Artist who entered Annihilation Venerable's inheritance grounds, and you may receive my inheritance." Venerable Purple Thunder's phantom spoke bluntly, his voice brimming with killing intent.
His gaze fixed directly on Jun Wentian, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Jun Wentian's heart