In the dark space, Chen Xi sat cross-legged while a glow of wisdom flickered in the space between his brows.

In his mind, he was deducing the aura of the old man’s Sword Dao with all his might.

In terms of deduction ability, Chen Xi who utilized the Talisman Dao all year round had absolutely exceeded the scope of a Supreme Talisman Formation Grandmaster. This caused his deduction and understanding of everything in his surroundings to be much greater than other cultivators.

Even though he hadn’t attained the ability to ‘see through the essence of everything with a single thought,’ he was already capable of ‘recognizing a whole through observation of a part and discovering a myriad of secrets from a grain of sand.’

Just like this moment, along with his ceaseless deduction, the shape of a strand of sword qi gradually floated up into appearance within his mind. Even though it was extremely blurry, yet it already allowed him to grasp a trace of its imprint.

This imprint of a strand of sword qi was the Sword Dao executed by the old man in linen clothes. Even though it was merely a trace of an imprint, Chen Xi was confident that as he ceaselessly perfected this strand of sword qi, he would definitely have the chance to see through its true profundities!

“The 3rd trial of the test, begin!” In the dark space, the icy cold voice...