Chen Jie's Inheritance - 465

When Zhu Yi's feet touched the bridge, it began to retract at an incredible speed. Zhu Yi had never moved so fast in his life.

Before he could fully understand his current speed, he was already in front of the Golden Palace.

The Golden Palace was huge, and nobody was near Zhu Yi. He looked at the floor below his feet. It seemed to be made of the same material as the Golden Palace, if it could be called a material. Whether it was looking at or feeling the golden light, it did not seem solid. It was as if wind had solidified into a form that Zhu Yi could stand on.

He began to walk forward. He saw golden light all around him, forming long paths, trees, grass, flowers, everything that one would expect to see when just outside of a palace. The only difference was that everything was made of a golden light. 

Before long, Zhu Yi arrived at a wall of the Palace.

"Can I enter?" Zhu Yi asked.

He was speaking to himself, but Zhou Fan answered. "There should be a way to enter from here. Try touching the wall."

Zhu Yi followed Zhou Fan's suggestion. As his hand touched the wall, it suddenly formed an archway. Inside was completely covered by fog, but the fog was golden as well.

Zhu Yi walked into the fog. He was unable to even see his hands as he moved. As he walked deeper and deeper, the golden fog around him began to change. Before he realized it, he was on empty, barren land. The sky above was red and in front of him stood a man holding a sword. 

The man had long black hair and long facial hair. His eyes gave off a feeling that he was ancient. Zhu Yi understood that this was his trial.

The man in front of Zhu Yi took a step. As soon as his foot touched the ground, his figure blurred.

Zhu Yi immediately turned around, his sword intent bursting out of his body. His sword clashed with the man's sword, but the man's figure blurred again. 

Zhu Yi turned around and slashed out. His sword was met with the man's. The man did a 180 before disappearing. 

When he appeared, his sword was directly in front of Zhu Yi's face. Zhu Yi felt a grave sense of danger. Already, he was about to lose. Luckily, his master had taught him a Time Qi technique.

Although the sword had been less than an inch from Zhu Yi's face and was moving at an incredible speed, the man's sword suddenly stopped.

Zhu Yi's figure had essentially teleported, or rather, skipped time. His sword was now directly in front of the man's chest and he pushed forward. 

With this, instant completion used much less Qi. If he had used instant completion to both move and attack, he would have been drained of Qi. This way, he had some to spare.

Although the man was fast, he was unable to react to Zhu Yi's move. His heart was pierced.

With a confused look on his face, the man's body turned into specks of golden light, as did the surroundings.

Zhu Yi expected to complete the inheritance like that, but he was wrong. Nothing happened afterwards. Eventually, Zhu Yi continued walking forward.

"Master. What was his cultivation level?" Zhu Yi asked. 

If not for the time Qi technique, he would have lost. He may have even died.

"Same as you." Zhu Yi stopped walking and looked at his shoulder in shock. He did not believe it.

"Isn't your sword technique the greatest? How could he defeat me like that?" Zhu Yi asked in shock.

"First of all, the sword technique is the greatest, not you. You're still an amatuer with the technique. Secondly, he was using a movement technique to completely outclass you. You have no counter for that. Finally, he was much older than you. His years of experience allowed him to completely outclass you." Zhou Fan explained.

Zhu Yi understood, but he could not hide his shock at all. No matter what, the man could have only been 300 years old at most. To be able to not only compete with his Masters passed down sword arts but completely outclass him, the man must have been a genius.

"I can tell what you're thinking. Don't overestimate yourself. In the wider universe, there are billions of people younger than you that can kill you with a flick of a finger. Hell, back in the old days, I watched over a kid named Anna who reached the soul formation realm when she was younger than you. Things are different now, but still." 

Zhu Yi was shocked again. His master had revealed insane information. It went against everything that Zhu Yi knew.

That girl must have been a genius of unknown proportions.

Zhu Yi was curious. "Master, what happened to that girl in the end?"

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment. "She perished with her greatest enemy. Don't worry about it too much. It's ancient history."

Zhu Yi nodded and refocused. He was still in Chen Jie's inheritance.

As he moved deeper into the golden fog, the surroundings changed once again. Zhu Yi found himself sitting cross legged on the ground with thousands of others. Ahead, there was a woman speaking to all of them. Everything about the scene was peaceful and gave off a feeling of education.

Suddenly, the sky darkened and a black finger descended. The woman's head snapped up.

"Arrogant!"

She lifted her hand, and a palm rose from the ground. A giant black finger descended from the skies and a giant golden palm rose to match it. The clash shook the sky, shattering space, and forced Zhu Yi to fly back while spitting blood. Luckily, most of the force had been contained within the clash. 

Still, to Zhu Yi, this scene shocked him to the core. He had never imagined that he would see space shatter.

Suddenly, an unknown black Qi swirled around his body. Zhu Yi felt as if death itself was grasping him.