Then, with a blur, a figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty pavilion.
The figure's back was facing Wang Yan, sitting cross-legged on a cushion under the wooden table.
Although the figure was thin, it was as if it could carry the heavens and the earth and suppress the ages.
Wang Yan only took one glance before he fell into a trance. It was as if he was standing in the vast and desolate starry sky, feeling extremely small.
"Since you're here, then accompany this old man for a chat."
The desolate voice seemed to contain some sort of magic, causing Wang Yan to walk forward involuntarily.
It was only when he reached the wooden table that he woke up from a dream, feeling a lingering fear.
"The Heavenly Sword Elder is this old man's name. I wonder which era you were born in, you probably don't know this old man's name, but that's not a problem."
"After all, this old man has been dead for who knows how many years, it's reasonable that no one knows my name."
"Sit, don't be afraid. The one talking to you is a remnant of this old man's soul."
After a simple explanation, Wang Yan finally learned that the figure in front of him was another remnant of the Heavenly Sword Elder's soul.
Respectfully clasping his hands together, Wang Yan obediently sat across from him. When he raised his head and took a peek, he couldn't help but be stunned.
At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Elder had opened his eyes. His face was kind, and there was a serene smile on his wrinkled face.
"The fact that you can come here means that this old man's remnant soul has acknowledged you. Lucky young man, do you want to know about this old man's past?"
Facing the Heavenly Sword Elder's question, Wang Yan first nodded, then shook his head.
"Why, don't you want to know?"
Although Xiao Long did not go into details about the Heavenly Sword Elder's past deeds, he roughly told him a thing or two.
Wang Yan involuntarily felt a sense of worship and reverence for these almighties who had swept through the ages in the Ancient Era, shocking the past and dazzling the present.
However, he had no interest in listening to the old man of the Heavenly Sword. He had come to the Storage Ring to find out what kind of treasure the old man of the Heavenly Sword had left for him.
"Senior Heavenly Sword, it's my first time here. I just want to know what kind of inheritance you've left for me in this storage ring."
"As for the various things that happened to you when you were alive, I'm not interested in listening, and I don't want to know."
"Interesting."
The old man of the Heavenly Sword twitched his white eyebrows. Although it was only a remnant soul, it was vivid and lifelike.
Regardless of his expression, he was no different from an ordinary person.
"Since that's the case, this old man shall bestow the inheritance to you. I hope that you will make good use of it and not bury it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remnant soul of the Heavenly Sword Elder reached out and tapped the air. The scene in the pavilion changed instantly.
When Wang Yan came back to his senses, he realized that he had arrived in an unknown space.
This space was filled with shockingly sharp Sword Qi, and each Sword Qi gave people a terrifying feeling that their Divine Soul was about to split apart.
This caused Wang Yan to involuntarily recall the life-saving technique that Nie Feichen had given him earlier.
Both of them were sword Qi, but Nie Feichen's sword Qi paled in comparison to this space. There was a world of difference.
"This is this old man's Sword Soul Space. Although it's broken, it's still passable. What do you think?"
"It's terrifying!"
Wang Yan subconsciously murmured. His eyes were filled with shock.
At this moment, a sharp sword that was emitting a blinding light pierced through the air and floated in front of Wang Yan.
This sword was different from normal treasured swords. It was about four feet long and had a simple and unadorned design.
It was completely white, as if it was made from the best white jade in the world. Light flowed endlessly and the sharpness of the sword flickered.
An extremely sharp Sword Qi that could pierce one's skin was slowly emitted.
At this moment, Wang Yan felt as if he was being sliced by thousands of invisible swords, causing his soul to feel a wave of pain.
"This sword is called the Heavenly Sword. It has accompanied me throughout my life. I have killed countless enemies and stained it with the blood of heroes."
"It's a low-quality god artifact. Wherever its sharpness goes, it cuts through everything."
"Unfortunately, it died with me in that apocalyptic battle. Now, it's only in the form of a sword soul."
Wang Yan felt some regret in his heart. However, he soon felt relieved.
Even the god artifact wielded by the Extreme Heavens Supreme Monarch had been severely damaged in that apocalyptic battle, let alone the Heavenly Sword Elder.
"However, lucky kid, if you can find the essence of ten thousand gold, the essence of profound iron, and the source of weak water, you can reforge the Heavenly Sword and restore it to its former glory."
Just as Wang Yan memorized it, the sword soul form of the Heavenly Sword Elder suddenly pierced his forehead. The scene changed and he returned to the pavilion.
Just as he was about to ask, Wang Yan was surprised to find that the originally solid soul form of the Heavenly Sword Elder had become extremely illusory, as if it could dissipate at any time.
"Don't be so surprised. This old man is just a remnant soul. Just now, bringing you into the Sword Soul Space consumed a lot of soul power."
"This old man has been dealing with swords all his life. In the first half of my life, I have never tasted defeat and rarely met a worthy opponent. Until I met him."
At this point, the Heavenly Sword Elder suddenly stopped and said no more.
The illusory eyes seemed to see through countless years, breaking through layers of space and returning to the ancient times when there were many strong experts.
After a while, the Heavenly Sword Elder's remnant soul faintly sighed. "Let's not talk about him. He must have fallen in that world-ending battle."
"The Heavenly Sword Sword Soul contains all of this old man's understanding of swordsmanship, as well as my famous sword technique. You must carefully comprehend it and make good use of it. Do not bury this old man's name."
After saying this, the Heavenly Sword Elder's remnant soul body became even more illusory, on the verge of dissipating.
"There are still some Star Guiding Stones and Star Coins in the Storage Ring, as well as a variety of martial arts techniques, elixirs, and treasures that this old man has obtained from killing powerful enemies."
"As for where I put it, it's been too long. This old man can't remember. Go find it yourself."
After saying this, the Heavenly Sword Elder's remnant soul looked deeply at Wang Yan. "The time has come. This old man should also leave."
"Lucky boy, I wish you good luck all the way. Remember, do not bury this old man's name …"
The desolate voice was still echoing in his ears, but the Heavenly Sword Elder's remnant soul was slowly dissipating.
Staring blankly at the now empty futon, Wang Yan fell silent for a while, then left the Storage Ring.
No matter how powerful a person was, no matter how great a peerless almighty, in the end, they could not escape the passage of time.
Wang Yan could not help but recall what Extreme Sky Great Venerable had once said to him. If you do not jump out of the cage of heaven and earth, you will always be an ant.
Before this, Wang Yan did not have much understanding of these words, but now he gradually understood one thing.
"How is it?
What did the Heavenly Sword Elder leave behind?
Was it his famous sword technique or that peerless divine sword? "
As soon as his soul returned to his body, Xiao Long's impatient voice came from the side.
Wang Yan was slightly startled, then avoided the important parts and talked about the trivial things that happened just now.