A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years.
Xia Feng took two deep breaths, suppressing the anger in his heart before speaking: "Is the Sword Intent at the top of Celestial Sword Mountain not allowed to be comprehended?"
The Holy Sword Elder paused for a moment, realizing he had shown too much eagerness, and forced a smile.
"It can be comprehended, but don't you want to see the inheritance left by the Holy Sword Divine Emperor?"
"If you obtain the inheritance, these Sword Intent rules will become as easy as breathing for you, with no need to intentionally comprehend them."
Xia Feng's expression became subtly nuanced as he asked in confusion, "But I haven't seen the inheritance?"
"Before receiving the inheritance, I need to prepare well to avoid failing any tests and wasting a valuable opportunity."
The Holy Sword Elder waved his blood-colored sleeve, and a pitch-black vortex appeared beside Xiao Feng.
