These memories that didn’t belong to him, had forcefully instilled themselves into his mind. No wonder there had been such a piercing pain.Whose memories were these? The sword crystal’s memories? Or was it the sword crystal’s master’s memories? Or something else?
Lu Xuan’s mind was full of questions. The way he thought of to get answers was the most direct one, which was naturally to search through these memories.
The number of memories instilled into Lu Xuan’s head couldn’t be considered as many, and now that he had time to sort out some clues. The sword crystal piece that had just been knocked off by the punch should be the memories of the sword crystal, and he had just gotten the memory. What was implied though, was if that was just a tiny piece of the sword crystal, then how many memories did the entire sword crystal contain?