Sam arrived in the [Dimension of Time] for the first time since he had stepped into its seventh sub-layer.
Last time, he had trained here for a week.
That had been enough to gain a basic grasp of his previous sword technique.
But now he was ready to stay much longer.
If mastering his abilities required months of effort, then so be it.
The stakes of what was coming left him no choice.
[Primordial Barrier] didn't demand much from him.
It was a passive defense, always active, always reliable, a shield that wrapped around him like an invisible wall.
He didn't need to practice that.
It was the [True Primordial Sword Technique] that demanded his focus.
The technique held countless depths, and each strike felt like it carried the weight of everything.
And then there was [Primordial Clone].
He still wasn't sure what to expect from it.
He would need to summon it himself, and see just how it reacted in battle.
