As Xu Changxing finished speaking, the scenes from the simulation appeared before his eyes once more.
The viewing experience for twenty thousand spirit stones was indeed considerably better than before, but there was no fundamental change. His perceptions were simply a little clearer.
Xu Changxing quickly skipped past the first few months of secluded cultivation.
Only when the scenes reached his travels did Xu Changxing slow the playback slightly and note down his route.
Soon, the scenes reached the Sword Tomb.
At this point, Xu Changxing slowed the playback again, intending to try comprehending the legacy within the Sword Tomb.
What left him rather speechless, however, was that everything he sensed was extremely indistinct.
As expected, the system had censored the contents of the legacy.
After a spell of speechlessness, Xu Changxing increased the playback speed again.
A moment later, the scenes reached his final battle in this simulation.
From a first-person perspective, he experienced the might of heavenly thunder firsthand.
He cleaved the first bolt of heavenly thunder apart outright, but even the pressure emanating from it alone weighed heavily on him.
Xu Changxing had a vague feeling that, at his current realm, he probably could not withstand even the first bolt of heavenly thunder.
The second and third bolts followed immediately.
The might of these two bolts of heavenly thunder shook Xu Changxing's mind violently.
Watching himself force his way through that terrifying thundercloud with boundlessly sharp sword light, he suddenly felt a surge of heroic spirit.
He would claim this Sword Tomb, no matter what!
After the heavenly thunder came the final battle of this simulation.
Although Xu Changxing fought to the death and slew the Yin Corpse Sect's Nascent Soul elder, watching it still left him deeply displeased.
That fellow's realm was far below his own