"This sword Dao is called the Blade of Ruin."
Hyman waved his hand, sending a streak of flowing light into Camille's forehead. His voice was clear and sharp, like the cry of a sword.
"When you can merge the three thousand sword strikes within the Blade of Ruin into a single sword strike, this sword Dao can be considered to have achieved minor success. At that time, once you step into divine-grade, you will be able to directly reach the peak of divine-grade."
"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Excellency!"
Camille bowed deeply, his voice trembling with irrepressible excitement.
This was not merely a sword art. It was a bridge built for him at the edge of a cliff.
In his own expectations, he might have remained stuck here for the rest of his life. Yet now, after this sudden turn of fortune, what lay before him was a broad road leading straight ahead!
"Hahaha."
Hyman stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly.
