'Nine Waves Sword Technique, Junior-Level Emperor Grade. Must be executed within one hour.'
Wen Qingye glanced at the instructions, instantly committing the entire Heart Method to memory and grasping its subtleties. With a flick of his wrist, the sword in his hand began to dance.
His figure became a blur in the air, weaving through a chaotic yet orderly dance of sword afterimages. Cold light flashed from the blade as his aura flowed, continuous and inexhaustible. Clearly, Wen Qingye was already executing the Nine Waves Sword Technique to perfection.
Forget an ordinary person; even someone like Qii Yue would need an unknown amount of time just to comprehend this Emperor-level Sword Skill, let alone wield it with the masterful perfection Wen Qingye displayed.
After thirty breaths, a vast and surging wave of Sword Dao Divine Rhyme once again flooded the area. Wen Qingye absorbed it directly, comprehending its essence and integrating it into his Primordial Spirit.
