At this moment, the realm of Sikong Jing's human-vein dantian had already surpassed that of his beast-vein dantian!
After breaking through, he paid it no further mind.
He continued staring at the Nine Swords Wall, comprehending and observing the ninth of the Heaven-Soaring Nine Swords. The true qi in his human-vein dantian would simply follow its natural course.
Time passed. A day later...
Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes, drawing all the golden sword radiance back into his body. In an instant, calm returned before the Nine Swords Wall, leaving only countless gazes fixed upon him.
All the sword comprehenders stared hard at Sikong Jing, desperately wanting to step forward and ask him exactly how many swords he had comprehended.
Yet no one dared ask. The Sikong Jing reflected in their eyes inspired an intense sense of awe...
With the entire venue focused on him, Sikong Jing looked at Ling Mi'er beside him and said softly, "We can leave now."
Ling Mi'er's entire body trembled slightly...
They could leave now? Had Cousin Sikong already fully comprehended the Nine Swords, or had he decided he could not manage it and was leaving?
It should be the latter, right?
After all, Cousin Sikong had said he would settle it within three days, and not even two days had passed yet.
Should she go up and comfort Cousin Sikong?
Just as all sorts of guesses ran through Ling Mi'er's mind, Sikong Jing spoke again. "I've already fully comprehended all nine swords. Now we can go out and have a fight. I just wonder what sort of people will have appeared outside in less than two days."
The moment Sikong Jing said this, Ling Mi'er, who had still been thinking about whether to comfort Cousin Sikong, was instantly dumbfounded.
All nine swords... comprehended just