Everything in the Azure Sky was advancing in an orderly fashion.
Yet at this moment, Naimus felt a unique power gathering.
The dissemination of the Sword of Fortune has spread completely. Reaching this step, Naimus could feel all sorts of forces spreading within his heart.
Along with this dissemination, the Sword Saint Rank began to condense at this moment.
This was a special rank.
It was similar to achieving the Historical Rank, yet somewhat different.
I see. Naimus carefully comprehended the Sword Saint Rank.
Achieving the Historical Rank required innovating something new. To be precise, it required conjuring entirely new entities upon the foundation of this world.
Through these entirely new entities, new possibilities could be born, and these new possibilities were hope.
This was the reason why achieving the Historical Rank would appear.
As for the Sword of Fortune, it could be considered something new in itself, yet it was entirely composed of pre-existing things.
It could be considered an entirely new entity pieced together.
Therefore, it was caught precisely at a threshold.
Consequently, this thing did not trigger the achievement of the Historical Rank, but it powerfully propelled the development of the world.
Thus, the Sword Saint Rank came to be.
Having obtained this rank, Jian Nai's vessel gained a certain special reinforcement.
A special trait began to condense within the body.
Yet it was precisely at this moment that Naimus furrowed his brows.
He sensed something.
This is... a curse? Naimus carefully perceived the changes in his body.
The Sword Saint Rank had touched upon the essence of something.
The Dartmenly Family?! Naimus appeared somewhat surprised.
He truly had not expected that the bloodline curse of this Saint family could endure to such an extent.
Then he closed his eyes, and several souls perceived in unison.
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