Zhang Yang was shaken to his core, his soul trembling faintly.
The memories of the original owner of this body flowed slowly into his mind, like floodwaters released from a sluice gate.
The original owner was also named Zhang Yang. He was a collateral descendant of a middling-to-low-ranking cultivation clan on a sacred mountain called Qingyan, in the Ancient Immortal Era. The clan’s strongest ancestor had only reached the Grotto-Heaven Realm, making him no more than a grain of sand in the vast sea of the Ancient Immortal world.
