The infinite heavens descend upon the world

Above the endless void.

Ling Xuan's soul was pulled between the endless dark black hole and the chains of the huge stone statue. His entire face turned red and he soon fell into a coma.

At this time, the chain connecting Ling Xuan's soul emitted holy light, and through the huge stone statue of holy light, one could peek into Ling Xuan's life.

Everything he had experienced from birth to now, whether in his memory or forgotten, was deeply excavated and fed back to the giant statue at this moment.

The huge stone statue is like an observer outside the long river of time and space, observing Ling Xuan's life and even his previous life through all the different time and space observers.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just a moment.

The stone statue that was observing Ling Xuan was silent for a moment. Ling Xuan's identity as a reborn person made him hesitate.

"What's wrong!" A gorgeous female giant spread white light all over the sky, the ornaments on her head collided crisply, and her exquisite voice resounded through the heavens and earth.

The giantess is slender and perfect, with extraordinary beauty and majestic demeanor. Although she is a statue, one can still feel her breathtaking beauty and the indifference that awes all living beings.

Now that her mission has been completed, she is naturally worried about other inheritances. There is not much energy left in the God's Tomb. If she doesn't find the human inheritance quickly, they will probably disappear soon.

"You better come and see for yourself."

The other six giant statues raised their right arms and released six strong lights that turned into six iron chains that wrapped around Ling Xuan's body. Information and scenes appeared before their eyes.

"Those who are reborn in another world and travel to another world will achieve great success in the future."

One of the giants spoke, his towering body was surrounded by demonic energy and boiling black air, and his face was carved with scars that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, almost running across his entire face, looking weird and evil, and his eyes were burning with black fire.

"You evil visitor from another world deserve to be killed!" another huge stone statue spoke, his voice like thunder and his aura like the abyss.

"It's unfair to judge him as unqualified based on this alone."

"A very good inheritor of the Qi Shuangliu and Single-edged Sword."

"He is greedy for money and lustful, lacks strategy, and what's more, this kid is too narcissistic."

"We are here to seal the ages, just to find someone to inherit the throne. This boy is not perfect, but he is not bad either. Besides, how much time do we have to wait? As for whether he will inherit the throne in the end, it is still up to you to decide on Kaiyang Star."

In the end, three of the seven colossi agreed, three opposed, and one abstained. The Colossus named Kaiyangxing finally agreed.

On the altar, the divine light on the six statues dissipated, leaving only the statue of Kaiyangxing with its divine light still on. In the endless dark space, Ling Xuan's soul was exiled into the black hole.

There is no space or time here, only endless divine light pouring into Ling Xuan's soul.

The sacred light unfolded, and the mystery of Kaiyang's inheritance mixed with energy continuously poured into Ling Xuan's soul, a surging influx and a delicate transformation, and the sleepy Ling Xuan could only passively accept it.

An unknown amount of time passed before the divine light gradually disappeared, marking the end of the Kaiyang inheritance.

With a clang, the chains fell heavily, and the stone steps returned to the altar one after another.

Ling Xuan's consciousness was very fuzzy, and he suddenly fell onto the altar in mid-air. Ling Xuan subconsciously wanted to turn around and stand still, but he thought to himself that it didn't matter if his soul hit the altar. In addition, he had tried his best throughout the whole process and felt that his soul was so light that a gust of wind could blow him away, so hitting the altar would not cause any harm.

boom!

Ling Xuan's soul was as light as a feather, without even a trace of dust shaking.

"This inheritance is so simple. It seems that Shui Yao will definitely accept the inheritance!" Ling Xuan muttered while lying on the altar.

In his opinion, this was not a kind of inheritance. He was in a coma during the whole process and did nothing. It was so easy for him to accept the whole process inexplicably.

Suspiciously easy!

It's like pie falling from the sky, no, it's gold falling from the sky.

Weng~~

A three-foot-long sword flew out from the giant statue and circled in the air at a high speed for several times, finally stopping in front of Ling Xuan.

The sword is transparent throughout, the blade part is green in color, the sword body is wide and thick, and the sword body is slightly curved, giving people a feeling that it is neither a sword nor a knife.

The sword has a sharp edge, as if it has a mysterious spirituality, and even more like a mighty pressure.

"Dan Feng!"

Ling Xuan stretched out his hand and grasped it, and at the same time, the man and the sword seemed to merge in an instant. Ling Xuan's soul aura became sharp and compelling, as if a magic sword was emitting sword light.

The magical sword energy of Danfeng Sword was injected into Ling Xuan's body, like a key, trembling slightly, and the sword body rang. In a trance, a set of sword techniques emerged in Ling Xuan's soul sea. He wanted to read it carefully, but it flashed away.

What kind of swordsmanship could it be? Ling Xuan concentrated his mind to comprehend, but there was nothing, as if he was silent somewhere in his soul.

Is this looking down on him? Or is he too weak to be used by him? He is now a junior master of the fourth level of martial arts, but he still refuses to acknowledge him.

Ling Xuan didn't believe it and concentrated on understanding it again.

…………

……

...

After half a day, Ling Xuan found that he had found nothing. After calming down, he opened his eyes and looked at the Danfeng with resentment in his eyes.

Does this count as giving or not giving?

He gave half of the thing and then took it back. Isn't it obvious that he was tempting him?

hateful!

"How do I leave here now?" Ling Xuan stood up and looked at the huge tomb. It was an empty space without even a door. How could he get out?

Putting the sword away first, Ling Xuan suddenly realized a problem.

What is this place?

he does not know.

How can I leave?

he does not know.

How to take things out?

He still doesn't know.

He is a spirit in this place. How can he take the sword away if he has no storage ring or Qiankun bag, which are items for cultivating immortals?

Weng~~

The sword suddenly emitted light, and the Big Dipper on the altar seemed to be sensitive and began to emit light as well. Ling Xuan was shrouded in the light and disappeared on the altar.

……

"My sword!"

When Ling Xuan's soul returned, he immediately spoke.

This is his precious sword, and the only weapon he has ever seen that can compare with Li Xiaohu's jade sword.

He just missed it right before his eyes. This time he didn't buy the sword for some money, but it was a weapon that truly belonged to him.

"No, why hasn't Shuiyao come back yet? Did something unexpected happen? Little White Dragon is still with her, so there shouldn't be any problem. There's no danger in this kind of inheritance. It's just a little painful, but it's not a big problem."

Ling Xuan stood there thinking, when suddenly he felt a hit on the head, and the light that had just gathered on his body slowly dissipated.

It’s still the same recipe, and it still has the same taste.

Ling Xuan suddenly fell into a coma. Damn it, couldn’t this alien world’s crossing have given him any news in advance?