Yang Ji stood in the air, with golden tadpole runes hidden under his skin sensing a certain call, guiding him.
Such a sensation had arisen for over three years now.
Yang Ji knew that it was the Legacy Meditation Cushion left by the predecessor Fu Dongliu that had sent out the resonance.
However, he had already taken the legacy, and since he had been honing his combat skills with the Nascent Soul True Monarchs within his sect, he had not paid it much attention.
Now that the Sword Domain had been established, he found himself with some free time, and a touch of curiosity arose in his heart.
Who could the people coming for the legacy be?
A strange smile appeared on Yang Ji's face, and after informing his master, he flew towards the Thousand-Islands Sea Area.
Flapping his wings at full speed, as a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Golden Core stage, he could easily mobilize his sword wings.
