Gazing upon the familiar city, the broken blade, and the blazing flames, Shen Zhui couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
"So Master is actually the reincarnated form of Yang An!"
"This, this…"
A surge of images flooded in.
However, perhaps it was due to Yang An's overwhelming power that the memories Shen Zhui obtained were only a small fraction.
Nevertheless, even this small fraction relative to the life of the God King Yang An, were vast images of his memories.
For instance, the memory of standing with a sword, suppressing twelve fierce kings.
For instance, the nine-clawed golden dragon, carrying Yang An towards the vibrant Yang An approaching Yiyang City.
Or the last of the fierce kings, in alliance with the three super Sects from the Nine Nether Domain, conspiring to ambush Yang An.
Shen Zhui saw an invincible general, a life of military campaigns with countless glorious battles, conqueror of lands time and time again, without a match.