Ace looked at the new sigil in front of him, and despite his shock, he knew it was far more profound than the previous one.
'Could it be the first sigil was merely a surface legacy or a guide for ordinary cultivators. But this… this is the true inheritance of the Prosperity Law? A layered legacy? Hidden behind a barrier? But how did I manage to bypass the first legacy? Could it be related to my real body?' Ace's eyes gleamed as this was the only explanation he could think of.
With a hint of anticipation, Ace stepped forward. As he did, runes surged out of the second sigil, forming a golden barrier etched with ancient characters he slowly comprehended.
A new understanding of Prosperity Law began to unravel within his mind:
"True Prosperity is born from Seized Fortune…
"Exchange is a Mask. Theft is Truth…
Ace's heart skipped a beat.
'What…?'
