"When the time comes, you will naturally know," the deep voice said.
Lin Yue nodded slightly and asked no further questions.
"Begin receiving the guidance of the inheritance."
As the deep voice resounded, Lin Yue suddenly found that the huge altar beneath his feet erupted with an astonishing aura. The supreme oppressiveness spread instantly, transforming into a chaotic, dim light that soared into the sky.
The light enveloped him, and Lin Yue's consciousness immediately fell into a daze.
In his trance, he saw an infinitesimally small point, his consciousness drawing nearer. That tiny point instantly turned infinitely large, flowing slowly like boundless Chaos. This infinite Chaos seemed to contain all possibilities, interweaving endless beginnings and sources, and he could barely sense some of the familiar essences.
