Twelve sword lights, that was already the limit.
The sword lights around her dissipated. Huang Zhihu shook her head regretfully and bowed to Han Muye. "Foster Father, I can only comprehend 12 sword lights."
Hearing her words, whether it was Dao Ancestor Qi Yu or the other accompanying Sword Pavilion disciples, the corners of their mouths twitched and their faces showed a slight distortion.
Only able to comprehend twelve sword lights?
In the past 300,000 years of the Sword Pavilion, what was the most someone had comprehended at once?
Eight.
200,000 years ago, the genius of the Sword Pavilion, the previous First Elder, brought the Sword Pavilion to the peak of the Sword Dao Heavenly Venerable Du Gongsheng in three days. It was because he comprehended eight sword lights at once that the Sword Pavilion shook.