Long Chen stared at the notification in disbelief. Sword Intent. Not just Sword Aura anymore, but actual Intent—the next level of comprehension that represented fundamental understanding of the sword's nature rather than just its use as a weapon.
And he'd achieved it without even trying, simply as a natural byproduct of his Sword Aura protecting his consciousness during the Slaughter Intent comprehension. The two had interacted, pushed each other higher, resulted in a breakthrough he hadn't been actively pursuing.
The Dao realm around him shuddered violently. The cracks in the sky widened, spreading faster as reality recognized that the test was complete and the space no longer needed to exist.
Long Chen felt the pull of transition, the sensation of being drawn back to the fortieth floor chamber. But before the transfer completed, one final notification appeared:
[Warning: The awakened heart carries memories not belonging to host]
