It was happening again. Lyle knew he had another dream.
Since Lyle was little, he always had dreams that only grew more vivid as time went by.
This was his deepest, hidden secret that he never wanted anyone to find out.
To some members of the Morgan family, he was like an undying cockroach. He did not receive the same clan training as the rest of his cousins and yet he survived the Renaissance camp every year.
If you watch someone kill a goat a thousand times, there would hardly be a chance to fail to kill a goat properly on your first try.
Lyle has watched many battles. There was a particular one between two Dao Tribulation Experts that he watched for over a year. He watched it so much that even in his mind's eye he could see the entirety battle and similarly display all the blade moves the cultivator used although a weaker variety.
Hope this chapter did not confuse anyone. I would like to think of this chapter as a treasure chest with many...