"Strange, what's going on?" Yan Zhong leaned closer to the tower and carefully examined the name engraved below the Soul Lamp—Yan Wutian!
This was the Soul Lamp of the Seventh Ancestor. The Seventh Ancestor was currently within the clan, so how could there be such an anomaly?
An unease rose in his heart, and scenes from some time ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
At that time, the Soul Lamp of the Ninth Ancestor Yan Wuxin was similarly unsteady, flickering erratically before eventually extinguishing completely right before his eyes, followed quickly by Yan Wuxin's demise.
That was a Supreme Realm cultivator of the highest order!
Since then, it had left him with an indelible psychological shadow; whenever he saw a Soul Lamp change, he instinctively felt fear.
"I mustn't be careless!" Yan Zhong took a deep breath, trembling as he picked up the Identity Token from his Storage Bag.
