"Your Sword Dao talent is truly astonishing!"
Zhong Lin sighed.
Shi Yunyi's face darkened, looking resentfully at Zhong Lin.
"Senior Brother, I haven't offended you recently, have I?"
Zhong Lin was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, waving his hand dismissively, not continuing the topic.
"The sword trace indeed contains a peerless Sword Dao, but to discover it requires comprehending at least fifty percent of Sword Intent. Only then can you receive the inheritance."
"Really?"
"Of course, it's true. This Sword Dao is called the Sword Technique. Just now, while I was comprehending this sword trace, it felt as if the entire mountain turned into a swordsman, with a swing of a hand, thousands of swords fell like rain, stirring up an endless sword storm that could destroy the heavens and the earth."
"The Sword Technique... Thousands of swords... Now I remember."
