Chapter 2

"What's going on?"

Jing Yan's heart tightened. He hurriedly urged his primordial energy to protect himself. Although his realm had continuously declined, he still possessed the cultivation of the third level of Martial Dao, and his primordial energy was still quite formidable. However, when Jing Yan tried to bring the primordial energy to the surface of his body, he found that his primordial energy was actually being directly consumed by the milky yellow light.

Realizing this, Jing Yan felt a bit of panic. People are usually most afraid of the unknown.

At this moment, Jing Yan had no idea what the milky yellow light enveloping his entire body was. Although he was slightly panicked, Jing Yan could still remain calm because, so far, the milky yellow light had not harmed his body, except for consuming the primordial energy he had urged.

"Boom!"

Just as Jing Yan was thinking about what to do, a terrifying energy suddenly surged towards his mind.

Almost instantly, Jing Yan's clothes were drenched in sweat. When this terrifying energy rushed into Jing Yan's mind, the pain was excruciating, as if his head was being torn apart. The pain seemed to come from the depths of his soul, something that ordinary humans could not endure.

Even Jing Yan gritted his teeth, and his lips bled from the biting.

However, this pain came and went quickly. In less than a breath, the pain dissipated like a tide, vanishing in an instant.

Jing Yan looked around his room, and the milky yellow glow emanating from the Qiankun Ring had also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Did I hallucinate?"

Jing Yan was unsure if what he had seen and experienced was real, but this doubt was soon dispelled by what he discovered in his mind.

"What is this? How did it enter my mind?" Jing Yan's eyes widened.

The new thing in his mind was like a part of a memory, but Jing Yan could be sure that this memory did not belong to him. Now, this part of the memory seemed to have merged with his own.

However, when Jing Yan tried to see this part of the memory clearly, it felt vague, as if the event had happened a long time ago, and the memory was somewhat blurred and not very real.

Although he could not see the details of this memory, Jing Yan grasped a part of it vaguely.

"First Divine Skill of the Heavens?"

Jing Yan found these words in the part of the memory he had grasped.

"Yes, little one, it seems your comprehension ability is quite good. At your current realm, you can understand a part of it." At this moment, a voice came from behind Jing Yan.

Hearing the voice, Jing Yan's whole body trembled, and his face turned pale.

Because Jing Yan never expected that there was another person in his room, and he did not know when this person had entered his room.

Jing Yan could be sure that the door and windows of his room had never been opened. Jing Yan's realm had fallen a lot, but if someone wanted to enter his room, they would have to open the door or window, and once the door or window was opened, Jing Yan would definitely notice.

So, how did this person get in?

Swish!

Jing Yan turned around, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm himself down.

When Jing Yan turned around, he saw an old man with white hair, smiling and staring at him.

"Who are you?" Jing Yan looked at the old man with white hair. He did not recognize this old man, and he did not seem to have such an elder in his family.

While speaking, Jing Yan secretly tried to probe the old man's strength, but he found nothing. This meant that either the old man was an ordinary person, or his realm was so high that Jing Yan could not detect it.

Jing Yan had once reached the innate realm, and his senses were quite strong. It was not something an ordinary martial artist could do to make him completely unaware.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, little one, I have no ill intentions towards you." The old man with white hair smiled and said, "My name is Tianshui. You can call me Tianshui or Senior. I don't mind the title."

"As for my origin..." Tianshui pointed to the ring on Jing Yan's hand.

"In fact, I am now just a wisp of soul, and my soul has always remained in this Qiankun Ring. To be honest, I owe you, little one, for opening the seal of the Qiankun Ring. Otherwise, I wouldn't know when I would wake up. Wow, the air outside is so good. I can come out and breathe fresh air often now." Tianshui said slowly, his expression excited.

"I opened the seal of the Qiankun Ring?" Jing Yan was slightly stunned.

When Jing Yan received the Qiankun Ring from his grandfather Jing Tian, he had a feeling that this ring was not ordinary, but he never expected it to be a sealed ring.

Now, hearing Tianshui's words, it seemed that the milky yellow glow on the Qiankun Ring appeared because he had opened the seal.

Then...

The new thing in his mind must also have come from the Qiankun Ring.

"Yes, indeed, you opened the seal of the Qiankun Ring. To open the seal, you need to absorb some energy. During this time, you have been constantly injecting primordial energy into the Qiankun Ring, and today you finally opened the seal." Tianshui said with narrowed eyes.

"What?"

"Could my realm have continuously declined because of this ring?" Jing Yan, who was very intelligent, immediately thought of the reason for his mysterious decline in realm. He looked at Tianshui angrily.

If it weren't for this damned ring constantly absorbing his primordial energy, how could his realm have declined, and how could he have been expelled from the Divine Wind Academy? His current predicament was all because of this ring.

Jing Yan's thoughts moved, and he immediately understood everything. His realm began to decline after he received the Qiankun Ring from his grandfather Jing Tian. He had never suspected that a ring could absorb his primordial energy, so he never thought of the Qiankun Ring as the cause.

"Ha ha, little one, you are very lucky. However, this was destined. The seal of the Qiankun Ring is not something just anyone can open; it requires extremely complex conditions. Forget about that for now, just know that you are very lucky." Tianshui blinked and said.

"Lucky?" Jing Yan's breath tightened, and he rolled his eyes. "I only have the cultivation of the third level of Martial Dao now, and you say I am lucky?"