That was clearly not a martial art designed to be mastered.
It became apparent as one trained in it—Great Falling Blossom Swordsmanship wasn't meant to be learned by ordinary means.
'…Damn it.'
Occasionally, such martial arts exist: techniques that work only in theory. Great Falling Blossom Swordsmanship was one of them.
It required the foundational mastery of Reverse Heaven Techniques, making its mastery an act of madness.
"Damn it…!"
If either Jace or Dylan had defeated Vera, this wouldn't have happened.
He wouldn't have needed to attach the cursed limb of a demonic cultist to himself.
Aetheris glanced down at his left arm.
The arm was black and shriveled, thin as if it belonged to a corpse.
Yet, it was unnaturally hard, with a grip strong enough to crush coins effortlessly.
"…It wasn't even a proper sword."
