"How many layers of the Spirit Condensation Realm is that equivalent to?" Fang Wang asked, his tone carrying a hint of expectation.
He had held back for too long; he wanted to let loose!
Since the other party happened to be his new master's enemy, killing him carried no moral burden.
The Sword Saint frowned and said, "Equivalent to around the fourth or fifth layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm. Disciple, you must not be reckless. Even though you have already mastered the Heaven and Earth Sword Intent, precisely because your aptitude and comprehension are so unbelievable, you must act even more cautiously. As long as you survive, the height you reach in the future will be far beyond what you can imagine right now."
At the end of his words, because his emotions were too stirred, he could not help coughing again.
Fang Wang could only drop the matter, saying, "Alright, Master, I'll listen to you. Don't excite yourself."
At this moment, the Sword Saint was near the end of his oil and the exhaustion of his lamp, so it was best not to go against him.
"That Great Demon King was deterred by me and won't dare to make a strong move for a short time. In two days, you come back in and take Yu Han away... I want to rest."
With that, the Sword Saint slowly closed his eyes. His spine was hunchbacked, and his entire body seemed to curl in upon itself, fully displaying a sense of vicissitudes and desolation.
Fang Wang put the Sword Lord Token away into his Storage Bag, then bowed to the Sword Saint and turned to leave.
After leaving the attic, he closed the room door.
Just as he walked down the steps, he suddenly caught sight of a figure