He had finally come close to refining this wisp of sword qi, only for another to arrive?
Qin Hao instinctively looked at the ancient sword.
Within it, he saw a dense mass of sword qi still remaining.
Countless wisps!
If all that sword qi swarmed toward him, his divine body would likely shatter and he would die before he could even comprehend it.
That was indeed the case.
Qin Hao noticed some of the sword qi stirring eagerly, seemingly poised to charge into his body as well.
Ripping!
Waves of agonizing, tearing pain washed over him.
Qin Hao had no time to think any further. If he did not refine and comprehend the sword qi inside him, he feared he would not even survive long enough for the other wisps to enter his body.
"Hiss..."
Forcing himself to endure the agony, Qin Hao continued his comprehension.
His palms and the backs of his hands were visibly tearing apart, but as Qin Hao continued comprehending without pause, those torn, shattered parts slowly recovered.
The cycle repeated endlessly.
An unknown amount of time passed. Qin Hao's mind had grown somewhat numb, but he had finally almost finished comprehending and refining the second wisp of sword qi.
Yet at that very moment, whoosh...
As though it had been waiting all along, a third wisp of sword qi shot into Qin Hao's body.
"Another?"
The corner of Qin Hao's mouth twitched. "There's no end to this!"
Despite his irritation, he dared not stop.
Any pause, or even the slightest slowdown in his comprehension, could cause his divine body to shatter outright.
This time, even his chest was breaking apart.
Yet it kept repairing and regenerating.
Through this cycle of destruction and restoration came the fourth, fifth, and sixth wisps of sword qi...
Qin Hao