Martial Arts Empowerment: King Slayer Wraith

In a sense, from the very beginning of this battle, the old man had been "feeding him moves," demonstrating those skills to He Ao.

Of course, if he had failed to learn those skills or had not been strong enough, He Ao believed the old man would have killed him without mercy.

Throughout the entire battle, the old man had not held back at all. The slightest lapse in He Ao's focus would have resulted in his immediate death.

He had been treated specially, but not entirely specially.

If he learned them, that was He Ao's ability. If he did not, then they would wait for the next capable person to come along.

However, this old man had actually died long ago. The one before him was merely an aberrant wraith created by Echoes of the Past Ruins.

The "duty" he believed in had also been completely "aberrantly twisted."

He Ao reached out and grasped the sword hilt of the black broadsword.

His gaze swept over the patterns on the hilt. Though this sword was not a Transcendent Item, its craftsmanship was meticulous and rigorous. It did not look like something that could be mass-produced.

Perhaps the "old man" before him had been connected in some way, while alive, to the corpse in the Underground Palace that had left behind this black broadsword.

And at the instant he gripped the hilt, he noticed streams of transparent radiance spilling from the old man's body.

At first numerous, then fewer, those rays flew out at a visible speed, gradually gathering into a transparent Light Orb in the air.

He Ao watched the Light Orb, sensing the familiar aura within it, along with a faint feeling of "pollution."

After a brief hesitation, he reached out and carefully touched the Light Orb.

The instant