Well, who cares about all that now? As long as it sticks together and can be used, that'll do, right? It's a matter for the distant future—let's just survive for now.
Of course, it's still too early to say he's survived, since the Seven-section Sword is already slashing down, and the sword power is almost blocking every escape route, leaving no room for retreat. Moreover, as Chen Xuantian sealed off the elixir power of the Blood Mist Pill, his intelligence began to rapidly decline from its peak.
But that's okay, there's still time.
So, taking advantage of the last remnants of his wisdom, Chen Xuantian tossed aside the Sword Box, pinched the leaf-like flat sword tip between his index and middle fingers, and conducted his third research task.
Key of the Gate.
The key to opening the gate. Back then, Huangfu Yi's system referred to this sword in that way.
But how exactly does the sword open the gate? Where does the gate lead to once opened?
