「Half a month later.」
The morning sun filtered through the gaps in the bamboo grove, casting mottled patterns of light and shadow on the courtyard's stone floor.
Fang Han stood in the center of the open space, his Cloud Splitting Sword angled toward the ground, his eyes closed in concentration.
The Heart Method of the *Sky-Splitting Sword Technique* flowed through his mind. The Sword Techniques, Transformations, and Force Manipulation Methods he knew by heart were now bolstered by his 256x Swordsmanship Talent Amplification. Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they converged, collided, and merged within his thoughts.
For the past half-month, he had spent a great deal of time every morning comprehending this Grandmaster-level Sword Technique.
He could feel himself getting closer and closer to that threshold.
Now, that membrane was so thin it was practically nonexistent.
He opened his eyes.
The Cloud Splitting Sword slowly thrust forward.
"SWISH—!"
