Comprehending Sword

The picture on the mountain rampart was right in front of Qin Wentian, vivid and extremely life-like, containing a myriad of changes within. In the picture, the image of a great roc soared through the skies, hurtling through the clouds with an extremely terrifying speed as fast as lightning.

At this moment, a sword beam shot down from the blue skies, startling both the Heavens and Earth.

The great roc flew with such speed, yet it still couldn’t exceed the speed of that sword beam. The sword attack landed with unerring accuracy and instantly resulted in the death of the great roc.

Qin Wentian felt immense shock in his heart. He didn’t expect that at merely the first step, the sword strike depicted on the mountain rampart would be so profound that it made him feel as though he was like an ant. His speed when compared to that was nothing. Nothing at all, so slow that he felt like a snail.

Qin Wentian questioned himself. Would he ever be able to unleash such a magnificent strike?