"With this Myriad Swords Body, grasping the true meaning of the sword Dao will be much easier for me in the future."
A smile spread across Qin Hao's face. "Once I grasp true meaning, I can create a Mid-Rank Perfect Secret Art and advance to Divine Lord!"
Divine Lord!
The dream of countless cultivators.
Heavenly Cloud True Lord had gone so far as to betray the Heavenly Palace and join the Outer Realm Demon Spirits, all to reach the Divine Lord realm.
Now.
Although Qin Hao had yet to grasp even a True Meaning Embryo, he could already see his future.
The Myriad Swords Body!
"Still, the process of transforming and evolving a divine body into a Myriad Swords Body isn't something just anyone can endure." Qin Hao knew all too well how dangerous it had been.
Had his heart will been even a little weaker, or had he lacked the sword Dao inheritance he had comprehended over the previous ninety-eight floors, he would have died without question when the sword qi within the ancient sword entered his body.
Neither could be missing!
"Hmm? I only spent one epoch on the ninety-ninth floor? Is something wrong with time here?" Qin Hao checked the elapsed time and discovered that he had spent only one epoch on the ninety-ninth floor, leaving him slightly startled.
While comprehending the sword qi, he had felt as though far more than one epoch had passed—more than a hundred, even. Every day had dragged on like a year.
Yet barely one epoch had passed.
There was certainly nothing wrong with the passage of time. This discrepancy came from the peculiar sword qi here and Qin Hao's own perception.
After all, numbed by excruciating pain, he had barely been able to sense time passing.
"I should be able