A supreme and majestic voice resonated throughout the palace.
In the void, the World-Transcending Sword Master's projection had thick black tresses flowing loosely over his chest and back. His robes billowed yet remained unsullied, his expression extremely tranquil.
His pair of eyes, profound and boundless, seemed to contain the entire universe and starry sky. In his gaze towards Ye Ruxue, there was a hint of approval.
"If you came alone, my inheritance would surely be meant for you." Just then, the World-Transcending Sword Master's projection spoke again.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Ye Ruxue's heart skipped a beat.
"What does he mean?"
