Ye Chen looked at the third strand of Power of Celestial Rules he'd encountered and thought to himself, isn't this a bit too surreal?
Elder He mentioned that a single strand of the Power of Celestial Rules appearing once every one or two months is already considered frequent.
Yet within an hour, Ye Chen had discovered three strands.
Could it be that Elder He doesn't really understand this stuff?
Though Ye Chen was musing about it, his actions didn't slacken at all. He directly swung his sword and collected this strand of the Power of Rules into the Tear Mark.
"Collected three strands of the Power of Rules, but unfortunately, I still don't know how to use it," Ye Chen muttered. This power is something that only a Saint Realm Master can control, it's not easy to comprehend.
Ye Chen didn't dare act recklessly.
If he accidentally caused a mishap, there'd be nowhere to cry about it.
At this moment.
Inside the Sword Tomb.
A dazzling cyan sword light isolated a space.
