Jiang Ding finished reading the memory fragments in his sea of consciousness. He carefully extracted every one, cast them out, then swept his sea of consciousness clean to ensure nothing remained.
Then he came to the center of the Ancient God Hall, where an obsidian pillar rose like a mountain.
This was the foundation of the Ancient God Path's inheritance.
For generations, direct disciples of the Ancient God Path had come here to bow before the patriarch and receive his most essential inheritance. At the same time... the Son of the Ancient God would lodge in their souls, turning them into breeding grounds for his offspring.
From the third master of the Ancient God Path onward, this had been unavoidable.
Throughout the Ancient God Path's history, people who had been perfectly normal had suddenly changed temperament. Some had been possessed by the Path's elders seeking to prolong their lives; others had been devoured by the Son of the Ancient God, leaving only a human skin as a disguise.
That was the reason behind it all.
Jiang Ding sent out a thread of divine sense to touch the Ancient God Inheritance Stele.
Buzz!
The Ancient God Inheritance Stele immediately pushed back, repelling his divine sense.
More than that, killing formations began to appear all around him, ready to slay the outsider who had barged into the Ancient God Path's sacred inheritance ground. Yet for some reason, each formation collapsed before it could fully take shape. It was probably the result of hundreds of thousands of years of relentless attacks by the Demon God Sect and the Myriad Races Alliance.
"Looks like the Ancient God Patriarch wasn't willing to give his inheritance to humans outside his handful of direct disciples and descendants."
Jiang Ding felt a twinge of regret.
The Ancient God