Two hundred years ago, the Azure Origin Dao Sect had stopped ordinary disciples from setting foot into the inheritance grounds, decreeing that only the Saint and Saintess could undertake its trial.
The decision was born of necessity—too many had perished before even glimpsing the second level.
Looking upon the stone tablet, Ethan observed a pattern he hadn't noticed earlier. Next to each name engraved in gold were numbers. Lyralei's mark gleamed with the number eight, Seraphina's with six. Realization struck almost instantly.
"These must represent the number of bronze figures defeated when undergoing the inheritance trial," he thought, eyes narrowing in focus.
He turned his gaze back to the battlefield before him, his Heaven-Piercing Mind Eye flashing as he examined the bronze men in greater detail.
