At the sound of that voice, Ye Han's expression shifted despite himself. What did it mean? A fated one?
Had he stumbled upon the Inheritance Grounds of an ancient Cultivator?
At that thought, Ye Han could not help growing a little excited. He had read about opportunities to obtain legacies in many books.
A legacy was something left by those whose lifespans were nearing their end, or who faced special circumstances. They would leave their Immortal Arts, cultivation methods, Divine Abilities, treasures, and the like in a cave abode or somewhere similar to pass on to future generations.
Ordinarily, these legacies were passed down to their own direct descendants or disciples...
But many Cultivators had neither direct descendants nor disciples. Unwilling to let their legacies die out, they would leave something behind, passing the immortal techniques, cultivation methods, Divine Abilities, and treasures they had painstakingly cultivated on to a fated recipient...
They hoped that person would inherit their legacy, carry it to greater heights, and spread their name...
In the biographies and autobiographies of Cultivators Ye Han had read, he had seen similar examples: a Cultivator obtained an ancient Cultivator's legacy in an Ancient Land, made tremendous advances in cultivation afterward, and even ascended to a higher realm...
Of course, those were merely hearsay recorded by the authors. They had never obtained such a legacy themselves...
Was his luck truly defying the heavens? He had actually found a legacy.
If Qin Jiuzhen learned of this, he would surely regret giving him the Gold-and-Silver Runes Compass, wouldn't he?
But was this really genuine?
Ye Han did not answer the voice. Instead, he warily swept his Divine Sense toward the passage's exit ahead...
He detected no dangerous aura. Outside, the breeze was gentle and the sun shone brightly beneath a blue sky