Chapter 287

These were the lights of the gods, the songs of the ancient saints and the poems of the immortals. Zephyr was slowly coming to an understanding of the meaning behind the sword light. The man was not trying to pass on a martial art technique or a sword technique to him, he was actually trying to make him comprehend something about the Dao of the sword, which was infinitely more powerful than all the secret sword skills combined. Wild thoughts started to race through his mind as he tried his hardest to comprehend the Dao of the sword. Right about when he felt he was about to grasp the meaning of it all, it eluded him. When he thought he would never be able to grasp the meaning, a shred of comprehension dawned on him. In the end, it was like a wild goose chase. He only tried to focus on the sword light amidst the chaos in his mind. “Looks like Zephyr is wasting his time there,” Dewey spoke with pity in his voice as he stood in the grand hall. “Yang, however, seemed to have comprehende