Bai Yan kept his eyes shut, yet everything around him was vivid in his mind as if etched inside.

The golden throne crafted from gold, ornate and exquisite sculptures, and the detestable aura of light.

Everything unfolded clearly in Bai Yan's mind.

Following the increasingly intense feeling, Bai Yan walked towards the golden throne situated under the central skylight.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight was streaming through the skylight, illuminating the specks of dust in the air above the throne.

Oddly, these specks of dust remained motionless, as though they had been here for millennia.

Bai Yan's heart quivered, as though he had realized something, suddenly opening his eyes and reaching toward the golden throne adorned with numerous reliefs.

As expected, it was an illusion.

Bai Yan watched as his hand passed through the throne's backrest, touching a mechanism.

Without any hesitation, Bai Yan pressed the mechanism directly, realizing that at this point, the entire Divine Kingdom held no existence capable of opposing him.

The man who could shatter the Divine Kingdom into fragments, even if someone could match him, wouldn't trouble him over such trivial matters.

Moreover, after Bai Yan had killed Father God, everything Father God possessed was supposed to be his trophy.

As Bai Yan pressed the mechanism, the golden throne suddenly vanished, and a plain box appeared before him.

Made of solid wood, with an ancient design, yet unexpectedly imparting a sense of familiarity to Bai Yan.

Could it be that the inheritance Father God obtained lies within this box?

A thought flashed through Bai Yan's mind as he immediately opened the box.

This box wasn't locked, perhaps Father God thought no one would find it.

Once Bai Yan opened the box, the sense of familiarity grew even stronger.

The box was filled with various treasures collected by Father God, even two divine cores quietly lying in a corner.

But what truly captured Bai Yan's attention was the blood-colored gem placed by Father God in the center of the box.

With just one look, Bai Yan knew it was the inheritance he had left behind in his previous life.

Because its appearance was identical to the inheritance Bai Yan had snatched from the magma demon dragon in the Abyss!

Bai Yan's heart raced rapidly; previously, the blood-colored gem, which was the so-called Demon Heart, greatly enhanced his strength, so what about this inheritance? How far could it propel him forward?

Bai Yan gazed intensely at the blood-colored gem, picked it up as if the surrounding wealth that could drive countless people insane was nothing but garbage to him.

Indeed, when compared to this inheritance, other wealth paled in significance.

When the Demon Heart, formed by the blood-colored gem and the inheritance from his past life, was held in Bai Yan's hand, the system prompt sounded once more.

This inheritance could only be refined by Bai Yan, bound solely to him.

After obtaining this inheritance, Father God exhausted many days and nights but only managed to comprehend a divine skill of three thousand clones from its subtle aura, showing just how terrifying this inheritance truly was.

Bai Yan felt his heart surge with emotions, no longer waiting as he began collecting the remaining contents of the box, enriching his Treasure Vault.

He couldn't wait to refine this inheritance to see what divine skills his past self had left behind.

At this moment, Bai Yan's gaze burned with fervor, turning to Athena with an instruction.

"I want to close cultivation; don't wake me unless it's urgent."

"Yes, Master."

Athena, who had been standing behind Bai Yan, witnessed Bai Yan's excited demeanor and understood that her master had likely found the inheritance hidden by Father God. She respectfully accepted the command and exited the chapel.

"At Master's command, protect the chapel and permit no one to approach! Otherwise, execute without mercy!"

After leaving the chapel, Athena issued orders to the demon warriors guarding outside. As both the Wisdom God and God of War, her decisive and aggressive nature was evident.

Meanwhile, inside the chapel, Bai Yan sat cross-legged atop the reclosed box, gripping the inheritance fragment and beginning the fusion.

When he closed his eyes, the inheritance slowly unfolded before him.

These were new inherited memories; Bai Yan felt as if he stood beside a great river of time, gazing at the endless flow stretching beyond sight in both directions, at which point a feeling of wonder arose within him.

What was this?

Just as Bai Yan pondered this question, a flood of memories surged into his mind.

Bai Yan furrowed his brow instantly, closing his eyes to assimilate the memories.

Once he finished processing these newly emerged memories, the identity of the river before him became clear.

"Time River? My personal Time River? What a remarkable thing."

Standing before the slowly unraveling Time River, Bai Yan could now witness the events of his past life upstream, the people he had encountered—all clearly visible along this river.

However, the downstream of the Time River was shrouded in obscurity, and Bai Yan couldn't discern any scenes despite his efforts.

"If I could see, it'd mean I could foretell the future, wouldn't it?"

Bai Yan's heart stirred; though he couldn't see now, it didn't imply he wouldn't be able to in the future with greater strength—even a second or shorter would be immensely beneficial in battle.

Yet, he currently lacked the ability to see downstream and predict the future.

Though the crux of this inheritance lay elsewhere.

When Bai Yan realized he couldn't directly foresee the future, he promptly set that thought aside and turned his gaze upstream along the Time River.

Meanwhile, his body was churned by the Demon Power, whispering softly.

"Come forth, Time Clone!"

At Bai Yan's subtle command, a segment from the Time River transformed from illusion into reality, and in a mere instant, another Bai Yan appeared before him.

"Hello, clone," Bai Yan greeted his identical kin with a smile.

The clone revealed a momentary daze upon appearing before quickly understanding the method Bai Yan had employed to summon him.

"I'm going back if there's no need; avoid using this skill excessively, as disrupting the timeline could bring unforeseeable consequences."

The summoned Bai Yan maintained a calm demeanor, concerned more for the implications of this newfound ability rather than excitement.

"Understood; currently my strength is insufficient, but when it grows enough to summon a clone from the future, the impact on the timeline should be much lesser."

Bai Yan chuckled, patting the clone's shoulder and returning him to the Time River.