In a deserted alley.
Jiang Ning looked at the wooden box in his hands and slowly opened it.
From the words Xiao Wuque had just left him, he could already roughly guess what lay inside.
At the same time, he still met the condition the Martial Saint had set.
He had touched that new realm.
Over the past two days, he had seen the body's great secret and the shackles binding the human body. He had also successfully broken free of nine shackles in his right arm, completing his initial transformation.
As he was now, he could no longer gauge his own strength.
Nor did he have any point of reference against which to measure it.
First grade-he had already stepped beyond that level.
But whether the Martial Saint's realm lay at the level of shackles or above shackle liberation, he did not know.
He did know, however, that whatever the Martial Saint had left in the wooden box might answer some of the questions in his heart.
At this moment, he also felt some regret.
He had originally been in no hurry to return because he did not want to reveal too soon that he had entered a new realm, seen the shackles, and begun breaking free of their restraints.
But he had never expected the Martial Saint to suddenly pass away at this time, leaving him unable to see the man one last time.
He had missed the chance to speak with the Martial Saint and hear answers to some of his doubts from the man himself.
Sighing inwardly, he opened the wooden box.
A letter lay at the bottom.
His heart stirred. He picked up the letter and unfolded it.
His eyes swiftly scanned its contents.
Jiang Ning, I spent some time with you, observed you for