Luo Chen and Hong Ling both looked at Qing Shuang. They knew that if anyone could decipher these symbols, it would be Qing Shuang.
Qing Shuang began to study the symbols with full concentration, trying to find the connection between them and the Time Blade.
Day after day, she nearly went without sleep, her eyes bloodshot, but she did not give up.
Finally, on a late night, Qing Shuang let out a cry of surprise.
Luo Chen and Hong Ling immediately gathered around her, seeing Qing Shuang holding a freshly completed translation manuscript.
"I understand..." Qing Shuang's voice trembled slightly, "The power of the Time Blade indeed comes at the cost of the user's life. Each use depletes the user's life force until life is exhausted."
Luo Chen and Hong Ling were filled with shock and worry upon hearing this.
They knew that while the Time Blade was powerful, its cost was too heavy.
"What should we do?" Hong Ling asked, her voice tinged with helplessness.
