Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1516 Black Flames Sword Canon
Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
The ancestral chamber stretched out immensely, containing a staggering collection of preserved techniques. Endless rows of pedestals extended far into the distance, each supporting a method forged by countless generations of Black Dragon Clan cultivators.
Yet, as Max kept scanning the chamber, he came to see that not all techniques matched his needs.
Certain inheritances centered purely on weapon skills tailored for spear or halberd specialists. Some stressed defensive arts prioritizing shielding over attacks. Others demanded unique bloodline powers that Max lacked.
Though packed with mighty techniques, only a fraction could genuinely boost his battle strength effectively.
Max wandered the chamber for ages, perusing descriptions of numerous techniques. From time to time, he halted briefly, shook his head, and proceeded to the next pedestal.
Lady Virelia and Mathew Grimes observed him silently from afar, refraining from disturbing his hunt.
At last, Max halted at yet another pedestal.
A jade slip atop it radiated a subtle warmth akin to the previous one, though this technique's aura felt far more volatile and bursting.
The inheritance's name hovered over the pedestal.
Black Flames Explosive Burst.
Max meticulously studied the description inscribed above the jade slip.
The technique's principle proved remarkably simple.
Any black flame creation could morph into an explosive nucleus via this method. Be it a fiery weapon, a flame shield, or mere black fire shards, all could turn into devastating bombs ready to blast anytime.
It worked by packing ferocious energy within the flame form until instability brewed. Upon detonation, the blast would release the pent-up power in cataclysmic destruction.
Interest gleamed in Max's eyes as he pondered the potential.
This technique might lack the grandeur or intricacy of other chamber inheritances, yet its usefulness shone brightly. Transforming any flame construct into an abrupt explosive strike promised huge value in actual fights.
Crucially, it meshed seamlessly with his current skills.
Max commanded exceptional mastery over black flames already. Pairing that with a detonation-specific technique could yield wildly chaotic results against foes.
"I will take this one," Max declared with a pleased grin.
Mathew Grimes eyed the jade slip and gave a nod.
"Hmm. This technique is used by quite a few disciples of the clan," he said. "It is relatively easy to learn compared to most inheritance techniques. Many disciples practice it because of its practicality."
Max gave a light smile while slipping the jade slip into his ring.
The technique's straightforwardness troubled him not one bit. Often, the simplest methods shone brightest in true battles.
Having secured two inheritances, Max resumed his quest for the last technique in the chamber.
He strolled deliberately through the expansive ancestral hall anew, eyes methodically sweeping over the myriad pedestals filling the space. Every pedestal cradled a legacy technique safeguarded by the Black Dragon Clan across eras.
Some appeared as ancient jade slips locked in potent formations, while others manifested as scrolls or crystal orbs pulsing with subtle spiritual energy.
At a casual look, the chamber resembled a treasure vault brimming with infinite prospects. But as Max pressed on, scrutinizing each technique's intro, he grasped that pinpointing the ideal inheritance wasn't straightforward.
Powerful techniques abounded in the ancestral chamber indeed.
Certain ones honed the physique and amplified brute force. Others fixated on mobility arts letting cultivators glide like phantoms on the field.
Several inheritance techniques pursued shielding arts generating robust barriers to thwart ruinous blows.
Still, Max soon grasped that not every formidable technique suited him.
Numerous inheritances clashed with his cultivation path. Some insisted on pure body forging, forsaking elemental paths.
Others necessitated decades of weapon mastery before usability.
Max shook his head repeatedly while shifting between pedestals.
Despite hundreds of techniques in the ancestral chamber, most wouldn't markedly elevate his fighting power as required.
Max sought something to synergize directly with his arsenal.
His black flames granted potent fire arts. Storm King's legacy and Seven Divine Veins fueled his speed and might. Sword skills and lightning powers rounded it out.
Thus, narrow combat specialists held little appeal for him.
Max combed the chamber extensively, pausing now and then to delve into a technique's specifics before advancing quietly.
Lady Virelia and Mathew Grimes trailed at an easy gait. They refrained from meddling, knowing inheritance selection weighed heavily for any cultivator.
After vetting scores of inheritances, Max exhaled softly.
"There are many techniques here," he mused aloud, "but most of them do not suit me."
Mathew Grimes inclined his head faintly.
"That is normal," he responded. "Every cultivator walks a different path. Even if an inheritance technique is powerful, it does not mean it will benefit everyone."
"How about I choose one for you?" Lady Virelia proposed abruptly, eyeing Max's ongoing perusal of the ancestral chamber.
Max stopped and faced her.
"Which one?" he inquired evenly.
Lady Virelia raised her hand a touch and gestured to a pedestal at the hall's distant end. It stood somewhat isolated, its jade slip exuding a mild but constant heat aura.
"That one," she indicated.
Max traced her point and approached the pedestal. Nearing it, the subtle warmth from the jade slip intensified, infused with the recognizable essence of black flames.
He eyed the inscription above the pedestal and murmured its name.
"Black Flames Sword Canon."
Max's attention snapped to it instantly.