Those jumbled fragments of memory made Jiang Ming realize something: had he awakened some other incredible memories again? He was used to it. Thoroughly used to it.
Since Jiang Ming had snatched the Heaven and Earth Bag, he had also persuaded the Ten Realms Diagram to help suppress and erase the Immortal King's imprint inside it.
Everyone who had come over from the other side was detained.
All of them were captured alive. Creatures who truly belonged to the Other Realm naturally would not survive. As for the descendants of the Primordial Ancient Realm, they were taken to the Celestial God Academy. In time, they would come to understand the truth, little by little.
Shi Hao had just suppressed the Void Beast, killed the Three-Headed King with his fists, and crushed the Time Beast beneath his feet, displaying heroic might and dominance. Yet he felt none of it could compare to his unexpectedly acquired master at this moment. He was simply too cool.
Was this really the master he had picked up in the Ancient Mine of Absolute Beginning?
Jiang Ming had no idea what that brat Shi Hao was thinking. Otherwise, he would have been unable to resist kicking his backside.
"An emperor stands alone, his legacy supreme. The ages change, epochs cycle through reincarnation. Even if all heavens perish and all things wither, even if my body becomes dry bones, the flame of inheritance will never die."
Jiang Ming murmured involuntarily. The impact of those memory fragments had prompted him to utter those words.
More memory fragments appeared, accompanied by the circulation of many precious Dao Patterns and the inheritance of fragments of Dao laws.
At that moment, a wisp of flame at the level of a half-step great thousand world ignited in Jiang Ming's sea of consciousness