Yan Ning stood at the entrance to his residence, his red hair stirring gently in the breeze. He seemed to casually survey his surroundings, but in truth, he took in every shocked expression among the Aliens. A hint of amusement flickered in the depths of his Three Vertical Pupils.
"It's been thousands of years, and you're all still as enthusiastic as ever."
He chuckled softly. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to the ears of everyone watching.
The Alien inheritors wore a variety of expressions. Some looked embarrassed, others grim. A few had already begun to retreat quietly, preparing to leave.
Yan Ning paid no attention to their reactions and headed straight for the Inheritance Land.
He could feel the atmosphere across Redbud Island turning strange with his reappearance.
Since they all think I've left, he sneered inwardly.
I'll let them keep guessing.
At that moment, in the eyes of the Aliens, this human prodigy who had suddenly appeared seemed shrouded in an even more mysterious mist.
Thinking of this, Yan Ning's smile deepened. The game had only just begun.
He entered the Inheritance Land.
Yan Ning stepped into the black mist and began receiving the next part of the inheritance.
Guided by the inheritance, he practiced again and again, tracing countless lines in the air. Each line contained endless mysteries of the Laws, dazzling anyone who saw them.
Yan Ning closed his eyes and focused, immersing himself entirely in the inheritance.
The remaining parts of the Fourth Inheritance surged into his mind like a tide. The passages that had once been obscure now appeared clear under the aid of the Cosmic Origin Mark.
His consciousness seemed to return to the birth of the universe, where he witnessed the perfect fusion of the Law of Fire and