Hearing Su Chen call out "Dawn."
The Fighting Sword gently trembled.
As if responding to Su Chen.
Su Chen familiarized himself with the Fighting Sword for a while.
Finally, Su Chen stood before the stele.
This time, he didn't randomly choose a stele.
Instead, he stood before the Yellow Stele.
Because he thought that the swordsmanship on this stele should also have its gradations.
Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow.
Four steles.
Standing before different steles, he felt the intensity of the Sword Intent was not the same.
Sky Stele had the strongest Sword Intent.
Yellow Stele was the weakest.
So, he felt perhaps the requirements for the Yellow Stele were easier to achieve.
Holding his breath, focusing, he summoned all his energy.
Adjusting to his peak state, Su Chen let out a low growl, "Come, Dawn!"
The dazzling white Fighting Sword appeared in Su Chen's hand.
At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Su Chen.
This was their last hope.
