He had comprehended a sword in a single step!
Those who had been about to leave suddenly froze, as if they were completely unable to move. They stared at Ye Futian in shock.
He had comprehended 49 swords in a single hour, then had sat in contemplation for three days.
And just when everyone had been sure that he would spend even more time here, he had finally returned to his former state. By the time he had taken a single step, a sword had already been comprehended.
But how was that even possible?
After the first 49 swords, the rest were no longer representative of a single sword style. How could he have comprehended one of them with a single thought?
A group of figures flashed over towards Ye Futian. They stared at the figure that was bathed in the endless, brilliant light of the Way.