Lu Feng secretly observed everyone in the stone chamber. Because of Sun Liuliu, most people did not dare look directly at the characters, wary of the danger they posed. Yet a small number still boldly tried to memorize and comprehend them in secret.
Han Fengao and his group were among them. Though they had suffered for it before, as they saw more and more characters appear, they could not help growing curious. In particular, seeing that some characters could vaguely form coherent sentences when combined, they realized that Sun Liuliu's words had contained falsehoods.
However, having missed the initial chance to memorize them character by character, trying to pick them out and remember them now from the jumbled, drifting mass of characters was vastly more difficult.
As Han Fengao secretly instructed his Fellow Disciples to memorize as many of the characters appearing overhead as possible, Nie Wushuang of the Frostlight Sword Sect was also seeking his elder brother Nie Yuanbai's opinion. Like Han Fengao, he too had sensed that the characters above concealed some other mystery.
Yet Nie Yuanbai merely calmed his mind and answered with two words: "No need."
Nie Wushuang was somewhat surprised by this response. But seeing Nie Yuanbai's solemn, serious expression as he continued comprehending the sword intent contained within the characters, he did not dare disturb him further. He had tried to comprehend that sword intent himself, but after maintaining it for only a moment, he had felt an unbearable oppression in his chest. He simply could not grasp its true meaning.
Seeing Nie Wushuang's frustration, Nie Lingshan leaned close to his ear with a charming laugh and said smugly, "Don't worry, Second Brother. Your little sister has memorized every single one of these characters."
Surprise flashed through Nie Wushuang's eyes again. There were already