Chapter 279: Legacy

“When the world is in Chaos, devouring it is the ultimate, and deriving from it is the supreme of ultimates.

Sit in oblivion at the mysterious gate, let the spirit wander the great void. Push forth a thousand changes and ten thousand transformations.”

Jiang Yan sat cross-legged in the Void, mysterious light swirling around his body as if endless stars flowed through the heavens with his every breath, enough to stir the entire galaxy.

The Chaotic Void Ancestral Spirit continued to devour the Immortal Plant that had grown for countless years, its color gradually shifting from a pure black to a more mysterious nothingness.

It seemed as if the Principle of the Great Path was chanting a proclamation, with three thousand Dao patterns Engraved within, formless, intangible, and beyond the mortal world.

Time passed, unnoticed.

Xiao Chunwei arrived at the Forbidden Land, concealing himself with a Void Formation diagram, quietly following behind Xuan Nan and the other two.

“These three, though simple-minded, are quite lucky.”

Xiao Chunwei thought, giving them high praise.

He had worked so hard for so long, calculating every scheme and deducing Formations, yet he still couldn’t compare to Xuan Nan’s accidental discovery. Truly, fate plays tricks.

“Damn it, the commotion here is so big, it’s attracted everyone!”

The Qilin-man complained, nervously looking around and noticing that many Disciples had indeed rushed over upon hearing the noise.

“We can’t hide anymore, let’s go in first!”

The blue-faced woman said, directly slipping through the crack that had opened in the cliff wall.

“Let’s go too!”

Xuan Nan also transformed into a streak of light and flew into the crack.

After the three entered the unknown fissure, Xiao Chunwei watched the growing crowd around him, his expression still calm as he flew into the crack unhurriedly.

Behind them.

“Look, the commotion is coming from over there, let’s charge!”

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

More and more people squeezed into the crack.

Inside the silent hall, a solemn stone statue stood quietly at the forefront.

Its dignified and standard appearance, along with its restrained and profound Aura, all reflected its special and noble status.

Thud—

A prolonged and dull sound echoed through the hall, lingering for a long time.

As soon as this sound emerged, the majestic Aura compelled people to kneel and worship, overwhelming even the powerful Martial God-level beings with its pressure from an absolute powerhouse.

“Today, the Sect selects a Saint. The first shall receive all the Legacies of my Empty Moon Sect!”

In the shadows, Xiao Chunwei’s muscles trembled as he held the “Empty Moon Sect Essentials” in his hands, murmuring to himself, “The Legacy is real after all…”

The Martial Gods below, who had not yet regained their memories, exclaimed even louder.

“The Legacy, it’s our Sect’s Legacy!”

“Woo-hoo! If we succeed in the selection, we can become Disciples of the Empty Moon Sect. Does this mean this Saint is finally about to rise?”

“Get lost, how dare you impersonate a Saint? What does that make this Saint then?”

“The Legacy is mine, don’t any of you try to take it from me!”

A group of Elders and Disciples argued until their faces turned red and their necks thick, all vying eagerly for the position of Saint.

In the Sect, the Saint was second only to one person and above ten thousand others, with all resources tilted in their favor. How could they not be tempted?

As for Xuan Nan and the others, they were unmoved by the so-called position of Saint, focusing solely on the ancient Sect’s Legacy.

Xuan Nan shouted, “Does receiving the Legacy include a method to Breakthrough to the eleventh realm?”

“The eleventh realm?” the stone statue retorted. “The eleventh realm is merely incidental. With my Sect’s Legacy, your future path on the Great Path will be smooth and effortless.”

Xuan Nan, the Qilin-man, and the others all looked excited.

Their greatest aspiration upon entering the ancient Sect was to find a way to Breakthrough to the eleventh Realm. They never expected this grand wish to appear so insignificant before this stone statue. What did that mean?

It meant he must have a method to Breakthrough to the eleventh Realm!

“We are willing to accept the Legacy!”

The stone statue chuckled lightly: “Hehe, my Sect’s Legacy is only one. There are too many of you. I won’t pass it on, I won’t pass it on.”

Xuan Nan and the others exchanged glances, each with a fighting glint in their eyes.

“The Legacy is mine!” ×3

Just then, another person entered through the crack outside the main hall.

Sky Demon sneered at the stone statue, arrogantly declaring: “What bullshit Legacy! If you don’t hand it over, I’ll smash your head to pieces!”

Although Sky Demon hadn’t recovered his memories, his temper had grown somewhat. Realizing he was actually incredibly powerful, he had quickly evolved to the “I don’t eat beef” stage.

“Sky Demon! Absolutely not!”

Xuan Nan and the others were terrified, fearing this reckless fool would anger the stone statue and cause it to withhold the Legacy from them.

“What Sky Demon? I’m called Xiang Yu! How rude!”

Sky Demon glared angrily at them, very displeased at being called by the wrong name.

Xuan Nan and the others looked at each other in confusion.

“Sky Demon hasn’t recovered his memories yet.”

“But those two have recovered theirs!” Such thoughts flashed through their minds.

“My Legacy is only one. You must discuss among yourselves.”

“Who the hell believes you? Die!”

Sky Demon didn’t believe in any Legacy. He was all about fighting with his life on the line, and he found this stone statue quite irritating anyway.

“Stop!”

Xuan Nan and the others flew up to block Sky Demon.

What if the stone statue was destroyed by Sky Demon and their Legacy was lost?

“Dare to block me? You die too!”

Whether before or after losing his memories, Sky Demon was someone who fought anyone he disliked.

“He’s gone mad! Everyone, come stop him!”

More and more Disciples came to block Sky Demon to protect the Legacy. For a time, Laws manifested everywhere, and the entire hall was engulfed in explosions.

However, the hall seemed to have some kind of peculiar array patterns carved into it. It shook violently but showed no signs of collapse.

Xiao Chunwei observed silently, commenting: “What a masterful Mountain-Suppressing Array. It seems the Legacy of the Empty Moon Sect won’t disappoint me.”

He continued watching the chaotic battle, appearing not the least bit anxious.

Mustard Seed Space.

“Under Heaven, Chaos. To devour is the ultimate. To derive is the ultimate above ultimates.

Sit in oblivion at the Mysterious Feminine, let the spirit wander the Great Void. Push forth a thousand changes, ten thousand transformations.”

“To devour is the ultimate. To derive is the ultimate above ultimates…” Jiang Yan murmured, his expression becoming somewhat contorted.

“‘To devour is the ultimate’… does it refer to the Chaotic Void Ancestral Spirit’s devouring ability?”

Jiang Yan contemplated the meaning, then thought further: “‘To derive is the ultimate above ultimates’… what does that mean?”

“Is there a power greater than Chaos devouring all things?”

Around his mind, echoes of the Great Path seemed to linger, refusing to disperse.

His aura transcended the ordinary. Though one with this world, he was also isolated from all ages.

“‘Derive’… does it mean to derive and transform all things?”

Sit in oblivion at the Mysterious Feminine, let the spirit wander the Great Void. Push forth a thousand changes, ten thousand transformations.

Following his inner thoughts, Jiang Yan slowly closed his eyes, once again entering a state of utterly pure Epiphany.

This time, a long while passed.

Legacy Hall.

The battle continued.

In the struggle for the Legacy, more and more Disciples Awakened the power of the Martial God. The situation began to grow extremely murky.

In the Martial God Realm, one uses Dharma Patterns to bear Laws and outline Divine Abilities. Their power is unfathomable, capable of baffling both gods and ghosts.

With so many Martial Gods clashing against each other, the grand formation of this hall remained as solid as a fortress.

Upon the great hall, a stone statue stood towering and majestic.

“The Legacy is mine! All of you, get lost!”

Balls of rolling flame crashed into the hall like falling stars, a sea of fire churning violently. The Qilin-man roared, striking one opponent away, sparing no effort in his fight for the opportunity of the Eleventh Realm.