Chapter 919: The Secret Realm Destroyed

Everyone present: "......."

At this moment, in their hearts, Mao Xuan's incomparably mighty image collapsed with a thunderous crash, his poise shattering all over the ground!

Jiang Yan's expression turned strange.

He could never have dreamed, even in his sleep, that he would obtain a legacy in such a manner.

Though the process was somewhat unexpected, the result was ultimately a good one.

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, turned to look at the crowd, and was about to say something.

Jiang Beiye, seeing this, immediately said, "Cousin-brother, we have all heard of your deeds. Your attainments in the Dao of Alchemy are unquestionably the finest in our clan. Only you can properly wield this legacy!"

Jiang Beixuan: "Cousin-brother Beiye speaks rightly. Looking across the whole clan, only you are the most suited for this legacy, so do not be coy—go over there at once. If you still have any concerns, then redouble your efforts in the days to come, strive to attain the position of Alchemy Saint sooner, and repay the clan......"

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's heart was free of any further concerns.

He cupped his hands in a salute, turned sharply, and walked over to Mao Xuan.

"Senior......"

The words had barely left his mouth when Mao Xuan could not help but shrink his body.

He lowered his head and said through gritted teeth, "I know, I know. If you want it, I'll just give it to you—stop nagging!"

Having said that, he hopped on the spot, stretched out his fleshy black paw pad, and slipped the white jade alchemy tome from the stone statue's hand,

Mao Xuan tossed the tome casually to Jiang Yan, pouted, and muttered, "There—that's the legacy that old fellow left behind. Everything he learned in his life is in there."

Jiang Yan caught it smoothly; it was ice-cold to the touch, like a block of permafrost that had never thawed for ten thousand years.

Before he could even examine the contents of the legacy, Mao Xuan's voice rang out once more: "Besides this item, that old fellow left behind quite a few good things. Now that the legacy has fallen to you, these things need no longer gather dust—they should choose a new master......."

Jiang Yan turned his head to look, and saw Mao Xuan first wriggle his body, then tilt his head back toward the heavens and open his little mouth.

Hum—

Accompanied by waves of muffled humming sounds.

A great quantity of multicolored mysterious light surged forth from his mouth, illuminating the surroundings!

Under the gaze of the crowd.

A small furnace, its entire body a purple-cyan hue, suddenly flew out!

Next, a set of golden-yellow battle armor, a pitch-black ancient sword, and a jade-green seal flew out one after another!