Chapter 866: Duel Appointment

Back then, he had fought with everything he had, and even then he had only barely managed to blast out ninety-nine sword marks. Camden Ford also carved ninety-nine sword marks, yet he had done it with far less strain. More importantly, he had noticed hairline fractures on the Burial Sword Heaven Wall itself. One strike. Ninety-nine sword marks. And he had nearly cracked the Burial Sword Heaven Wall. That kind of potential dwarfed what he had possessed in his youth. "A Twelvefold Tribulation...