The majestic aura and Sword Momentum made him feel not only the power of the Emperor Sword but also faintly perceive that thread of Emperor's Will.
Li Hao's eyes flickered as he stood still, lost in thought.
The eyes of Yun Wumian and Li Tie Mu, along with others, were all focused on this young man. While the world contends, he does not; inevitably seeming a little unusual.
"Young man, what are you thinking?"
Li Tie Mu couldn't help but urge via sound transmission: "There are only six months, what are you daydreaming about!"
Li Hao came back to his senses, glanced at him, and then raised his head to look at the two sword mark monuments again. His comprehension had ended; staying here held no more meaning, merely wasting half a year's time.
"Abyss Master, may I descend the mountain early?"
Li Hao looked towards the Abyss Master, slightly bowed and clasped his hands in respect as he asked.
