“Since you’ve reached the palace, Jiang Chen, the heritage of Veluriyam Capital is yours. You’ll find its entirety in the ancient capital. Some are my personal welcoming gifts for you. The others are legacy of the ancient Veluriyam Capital. I hope you’ll pass them down and enable the capital’s traditions to flourish for generations to come. Will you promise me that?”

Divine Veluriyam gazed at Jiang Chen solemnly, addressing him as a dying emperor would his heir.

Jiang Chen could tell from the divine master’s increasingly unfocused eyes that the strand of consciousness wouldn't last long.

If Divine Veluriyam still lived, a duplicate formed by his consciousness...