"You... How did you do it?" The Progenitor's spirit stood up in disbelief, watching the skies of his realm fall apart.
He had intentionally given this impossible task to this child, knowing that he couldn't complete it. But what he had seen, left his thoughts scrambling.
It wasn't something that a child could achieve. Only someone like the Sword Emperor could have achieved it. In fact, if the Sword Emperor hadn't held his strength back in the past, his strikes wouldn't have only left a few small cracks behind.
"You hold his sword, and you possess such strength! Are you the Sword Emperor? No, I can see your bone age. You are not as old as him! Are you his reincarnation?"
The Spirit tried to make sense of the situation. Could the Sword Emperor have reincarnated? But even if that was the case, why would he come here just for his inheritance?
