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Chapter 1975: The Lost Legacy!
The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at Max for a moment. Then he shrugged lightly. For such a solemn moment, the gesture felt strangely casual.
"It was lost."
The arena froze.
Max’s eyes narrowed. "Lost?"
The Voidwalker Ancestor nodded. "Since the day those Voidwalker members took it, the sacred legacy of the First Progenitor never returned to the Five Sacred Clans. Those who fled disappeared. The legacy disappeared with them. Every trace of it became uncertain."
The Valerius leader immediately shouted, unable to hold back. "Lies! The sacred legacy isn’t lost. It’s standing right in front of us!"
His furious gaze locked onto Max.
The Ashbourne leader jumped in right after. "Max Voidwalker carries it. That star-like dimensional power, the awakening of the fifth end, the way the First Progenitor’s statue reacted, all of it proves he’s inherited the stolen sacred legacy."
The Ravenhart leader’s eyes flashed. "The Voidwalker bloodline has been hiding it all these years."
The Evercrest leader, still pale from his injuries, pointed at Max with a trembling, furious hand. "That’s why the abandoned end reacted. That’s why our bloodlines got suppressed. That’s why the statue lit up. Max Voidwalker has the sacred legacy."
Several elders from the Four Sacred Clans started shouting too.
"He has to be sealed!"
"The legacy has to be recovered!"
"The Voidwalker Clan has been hiding it this whole time!"
"They came back because the sacred legacy found a new vessel!"
The mood surged back toward chaos. Freya’s eyes turned cold, and the thousands of Voidwalker descendants above the arena immediately tightened their formation.
Max’s dragon eyes narrowed dangerously.
But before things could explode, the Voidwalker Ancestor raised his hand.
"Wrong."
His voice stayed calm. But it cut through every accusation at once.
The Four Sacred Clan leaders glared at him.
The Valerius leader said coldly, "You still want to deny it?"
The Voidwalker Ancestor shook his head. "If Max carried the true sacred legacy of the First Progenitor, the statue would have lit up the second he entered the domain of the Four Sacred Clans."
The arena quieted down a bit.
The Voidwalker Ancestor continued, "He entered Evercrest territory earlier. He passed through the outer spatial layers. He stood in front of the statue. He walked into the Bloodline Legacy Battle arena. The statue reacted faintly, yes, but it didn’t fully wake up. The fifth end didn’t light up. The bloodlines of the Four Sacred Clans weren’t fully suppressed."
Max remembered that moment clearly. When he’d first seen the First Progenitor’s statue, his blood had reacted violently, but the statue itself had stayed silent. He’d hidden that reaction from Rose, and nothing more happened until he used the star-like fist formed by the Dimensional Keeper legacy.
The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at the glowing statue.
"The true sacred legacy was bound too deeply to the First Progenitor’s statue and the five-clan arena. If it had come back in its real form, this place would have known instantly. The statue would have woken up before Max even stepped onto the battlefield. All five ends would have reacted together. The old seal would have opened on its own without him needing to strike the ground."
The four sacred ancestors stayed silent. None of them denied it. That silence made a lot of elders and descendants uneasy.
The Voidwalker Ancestor’s gaze returned to Max.
"What Max carries is indeed oddly similar to the sacred legacy of the First Progenitor. The dimensional resonance, the sealed-world feel, the way it suppresses the five bloodline branches, and the way it can wake the forgotten end are all too close to ignore."
Max listened carefully. The old man’s expression grew more serious.
"But it isn’t the true sacred legacy."
The whole arena held its breath.
The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at the starry traces flickering around Max’s massive dragon body.
"What he carries is different. Older in feeling, but not necessarily older in time. Higher in structure, but not something I can fully pin down. It resembles the sacred legacy, yet it isn’t bound by the First Progenitor’s seal. It answers to the Voidwalker bloodline, but it doesn’t belong only to the Voidwalker Clan. It can touch the statue, but it isn’t controlled by it."
His eyes narrowed faintly.
"And when it woke up through his fist, I felt something even the sacred legacy never once gave me."
Max’s heart stirred.
The Voidwalker Ancestor said slowly, "Whatever Max carries isn’t the stolen sacred legacy of the First Progenitor."
The old man paused. Then his voice dropped lower and heavier.
"It’s something beyond it."
A wave of shock ran through the arena. Even the four sacred ancestors’ expressions shifted.
The Voidwalker Ancestor looked at Max with eyes full of confusion, caution, and a trace of awe.
"Something even I can’t understand."
Max frowned.
The Voidwalker Ancestor’s final words echoed through the arena like a stone dropped into a bottomless well.
Something beyond the sacred legacy. Something even he couldn’t understand. Those words should have cleared things up, but instead they only made everything more confusing.
Max’s enormous dragon body stayed still at the center of the shattered battlefield, but his mind kept racing. From the moment he’d entered the hidden domain of the Four Sacred Clans, he’d felt something off.
When he first saw the statue of the First Progenitor, his blood had reacted violently. When Aelric awakened the Evercrest forbidden bloodline, Max’s foundation had stirred again. When he gathered the power of the Dimensional Keeper legacy into his fist and struck the ground, the statue had glowed, the abandoned fifth end had woken up, and the bloodlines of the Four Sacred Clans had been suppressed.
All of it pointed in one direction. His Dimensional Keeper legacy was connected to this place. It was connected to the Four Sacred Clans. It was connected to the Voidwalker Clan. It was connected to the First Progenitor’s statue.
Yet now the Voidwalker Ancestor, the very ancestor of the clan that had guarded the sacred legacy most closely, was saying that what Max carried wasn’t the true sacred legacy of the First Progenitor.
Max’s dragon eyes narrowed. ’Maybe it wasn’t the Dimensional Keeper legacy reacting; maybe it was my Voidwalker Bloodline reacting to them...’