"I can't give up. Giving up would make me a joke. Even if I don't understand it, I have to pretend that I do. Maybe eventually, I really will understand."
Li Tianming thus went over the inheritance of this sword again and again.
Sure enough, though the written material was obscure, once he analyzed the literal meaning, he more or less understood what he should.
The real difficulty lay in practicing it.
These two swords were both exceedingly strange. Li Tianming tried dozens of times and discovered that the swords he produced looked identical, yet lacked the core of these two techniques.
That was—
Time-lapse photography without time.
Singularity Sword without space.
Two peerless sword arts had fallen into the mortal dust in his hands.
"So I'm a dull-witted person too?"
Li Tianming was dumbfounded.
"This is too damn hard. Good thing nobody saw me, or I'd really have embarrassed myself beyond all measure."
"Lin Jianjia could probably wield them better than I can."
Fortunately, he was not someone who gave up.
Knowing full well that he had not even crossed the threshold, he still practiced over ten thousand times in just ten days, hopping around this cultivation chamber like an idiot, producing nothing but flashy forms.
"I refuse to believe it. Let me try using my totems."
Li Tianming did not understand it himself, so he used the Taixu Cosmos King Sword and the Boundless Realm King Sword to perform the two sword techniques separately.
"I'm getting a bit of a feeling now."
This made him realize that without some comprehension of time and space, forcing himself to cultivate them while unable to sense the existence of time and space was merely copying a gourd by looking at another gourd—utterly meaningless.
Using the two totem longswords, he finally managed