"So, does that mean I am the Fifth Generation?" Lin Xuan's expression was solemn.
"Perhaps, but I'm not too sure, given that ten thousand years have passed in between."
"You might be the Fifth Generation, or possibly the Sixth Generation, but regardless of which generation you are, you are the inheritor of the Great Dragon Sword!"
"Then how did your master die? Why were you waiting for me?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.
Though he and Ye Gucheng both possessed the Great Dragon Sword Soul, they didn't know each other at all, so why had this piece of black soil waited ten thousand years to meet him?
"My master, Ye Gucheng, was incredibly powerful and brilliantly gifted, the most dazzling Heavenly Pride of that era."
"Heavenly Pride? Isn't that a term to describe the younger generation?" Lin Xuan looked at Ye Gucheng in the center, who already looked like a middle-aged man.
