Tian Jizi had already lost the transcendent attitude he had when he first arrived, where he did not even care about the heavens.
Right now, he was like a stray dog. His face was filled with fear and he was in a horrible shape. His face was shrouded in lingering panic.
He was completely deranged, like a mad demon. He constantly murmured to himself as he faced the chilly wind and the snowy plains of the River of Forgetfulness.
He had lived for far too long, so he had experienced far, far too many things. He also knew many secrets of the world that most people did not know about.
It was exactly because he knew too much that he thought even more, and he was even more afraid of death.
He treasured his life very much after cultivating to his level.
Thus, when they sensed the extremely overbearing aura and crimson red eyes on Wang Yan, they immediately thought of the Heaven Burying Divine Emperor who had once shaken the 3,000 worlds, stirred up a storm of blood, and annihilated the gods.
Although he had never been fortunate enough to witness the divine king's supreme might, the shocking phenomenon when he used the divine king's famous technique, the Eyes of Annihilation, had been passed down through the ages and recorded in the Annals of the World.
He had once been fortunate enough to read the Annals of the World in the Skyroad sect, and he had been deeply attracted by the divine king's legendary path.
"Even if such a terrifying figure left behind a legacy, how did that kid obtain it?!
Who is he?!
Why does he possess such great luck?! "
At that moment, there was only a single question in Tian Jizi's head. Just who was Wang Yan?
Why did he obtain the divine king's legacy and possess the body tempering method of demonic sects? Why was he a soul cultivator and a demonic cultivator?
Moreover, he even possessed the famed technique of the great venerable who had died in the devastating war.
Why did these things that should not have appeared in the world all appear on a young man who was no older than twenty years old?
Even if these legacies existed in the world, how could they all appear in a tiny, barren world on the edge of the three thousand major worlds like the Starsource Continent?
This completely defied logic. As a result, Tian Jizi, who prided himself on being well-read, was already on the verge of qi deviation.
This was because it was impossible for these legacies to appear in a barren miniature world like the Starsource Continent. Even if they did exist, they would only exist in the three thousand Great Worlds.
The inheritance of Heaven Burying Divine Emperor, in particular, made Tian Jizi feel incredulous.
How could the inheritance of a ruthless person who could destroy the heavens and slaughter the gods be lost in such a barren small world?
Was Wang Yan not a person of the Starsource Continent at all, but a descendant of a supreme organisation that had been exiled from the three thousand Great Worlds?
Thinking of this, Tian Jizi's muddled eyes suddenly lit up and became clear.
Yes!
That was definitely the case!
Otherwise, with this kid's age and cultivation, how could he have obtained so many shocking inheritances?
Where did he get such a great opportunity? Where did he get such great luck?
Only the descendants of those super rich and powerful families in the 3,000 Great Eras were lucky enough to obtain these amazing inheritances through various secret techniques that allowed them to increase their luck and opportunities.
Otherwise, even if they were prodigies who were blessed by the heavens and possessed a unique constitution, it would be impossible for them to obtain such great luck and opportunities!
Understanding all this, Tian Jizi could not help but let out a great roar. His voice shook up the pure, icy plains, causing snow to dance and rustle down.
"Since this kid is a descendant of one of the three thousand Great Worlds that has been exiled to the Starsource Continent, how am I supposed to kill him?"
Thinking up to there, Tian Jizi's smile gradually froze, replaced by a sunken face.
Before he had descended to the lower world, the master of the Skyroad sect had once warned him that he had to kill Wang Yan no matter what.
However, he found this matter to be extremely troublesome now. If Wang Yan only came from the Starsource Continent, he definitely would have set off immediately without any hesitation and killed him before returning to the Skyroad sect to report back.
However, he could not do that now, as a certain supreme organisation from the three thousand Great Worlds stood behind Wang Yan.
Thinking up to there, Tian Jizi's head began to churn rapidly. His thoughts constantly surged as he stood quietly in the snow-covered tundra without moving at all.
Time slipped away silently, and Tian Jizi had completely turned into a snowman, completely indistinguishable from the pure white ice field.
"Forget it, all of this is just my conjecture, and it hasn't been verified yet. If this child really is the disciple of a powerful family from one of the three thousand great eras, then he was exiled here."
"I'll return to the Skyroad sect immediately and report back to the pavilion master before making a decision. Otherwise, I'll kill him on the spot!"
A heavy murmur slowly drifted through the snow-covered tundra.
In the next moment, the snowman suddenly exploded, and a figure flew out. He turned into a streak of light in the blink of an eye.
Like a cold star flickering in the cold night, he vanished in a single moment. Only a water-like ripple slowly rippled through the space.
…
As he looked at Luo Chen, who stared right at him with a gentle smile and said nothing, Wang Yan could not help but gradually frown.
"Hall Master Luo, if you have anything to say, just say it."
There was no one else in the room. Yu Longxin was nowhere to be found. There was only Wang Yan and Luo Chen lying on the bed.
Luo Chen smiled gently as soon as he said that. He did not emit any aura.
At first glance, he looked like a scholar. It was impossible to associate him with the head of the East Continent's three halls, the Falling Star Hall.
"I heard that you almost joined the Falling Star Hall by chance. Is that true?"
Hearing that, Wang Yan was stunned and could not help but recall the past.
Once upon a time, he had indeed regarded joining the Falling Star Hall as his lifelong goal.
However, in the end, he was betrayed by Zhang Yu. Not only did he lose his left arm, but he was also depressed.
Fortunately, he received his mother's guidance and headed to Wind Sky City to find Wang Yuesheng. Then, he began a new journey of cultivation.
It was this journey of cultivation that allowed him to reach where he was today. Thinking back now, Wang Yan was even somewhat grateful for Zhang Yu's betrayal.
Without Zhang Yu, he would not have lost his left arm, nor would he have activated the Heaven Burial Divine Rune, nor would he have started a new path of cultivation.
"The world is unpredictable. I did once regard joining the Falling Star Hall as my lifelong goal."
At this point, Wang Yan's lips twitched, revealing an indescribable smile.
"Fortunately, you didn't join the Falling Star Hall. Otherwise, you probably wouldn't have reached where you are today."
The gentle voice was heard, gaining Wang Yan's affirmation.
Indeed, if he had joined the Falling Star Hall, he would not be like this now.
"Hall Master Luo, what exactly do you want to say?
There's no need to beat around the bush. Just say it. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the gentle smile on Luo Chen's face disappeared, replaced by melancholy.
Looking at Wang Yan who was lying on the bed, he suddenly sighed.
"Do you still remember the Starsource Competition that I told you about before?"
In an instant, Wang Yan was stunned.
(End of this chapter)