After the brief meeting with the Old Saintess, Klaus, and Callie, Max finally isolated himself for his four-month-long retreat.

He had prepared everything—his goals, his training methods, and all the necessary resources.

Everything was set.

Without hesitation, he sealed himself inside his training chamber and entered the Dimension of Time.

The moment he stepped into the Dimension of Time, the outside world became irrelevant.

Here, one hour equaled a year.

Four months outside?

That was centuries inside.

Max embraced it.

He didn't hesitate, didn't flinch—he dived in completely.

The training was brutal—pushing his body, mind, and spirit beyond their limits.

There were times he would briefly return to the real world for food, but other than that—

He was completely lost inside the Dimension of Time.

The endless solitude didn't bother him—instead, it brought him a strange sense of peace

Max refined, sharpened, and elevated his techniques to the Perfection Stage.

Every skill he had was pushed beyond its previous limits, evolving into something far stronger.

Through trial and error, he experimented, studied, and analyzed the principles of swordsmanship until he began forging a technique that was uniquely his.

Using the Compendium of Golems, he modified and created new golems, experimenting with ways to make them more useful in battle.

Just like that four months passed in the real world.

But inside the Dimension of Time—

Max had spent centuries training.

'Previously, I always go blank or somewhat by the white space and endless time around me but recently I only feel peace.' He mused lightly as he came out of his Dimension of Time stretching his body.

He smiled slightly thinking that and checked his status. It had been a while since he had seen it last time.

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[Max]

– Rank: [Apprentice]

– Level: 10

– Class: [Dimensional Keeper]

– Title: [Limitbreaker, Aura of Primordial]

– Physique: 27

– Soul: 58

– Energy: 57

– Skills:

—» Class Skills: [Three Dimensional Body, Dimension of Time, Dimension of Spirits, Dimension of Flames]

—» Acquired Skills: [Magic Sword Excalibur (Lvl-20-L), Elite Sword Arts (Lvl-14-L), Blink Dash (Lvl-23-L), Celestial Tempest (Lvl-100-L), Flame Lord (Lvl-13-L), Void Coating (Lvl-23-L), Eternal Bulwark (Lvl-100-L), Angel Float (Lvl-32-L), Space Freeze (Lvl-9-L), Lightning Needle (Lvl-67-E), Lightning Steps (Lvl-23-E), Flaming Kick (Lvl-43-E) Void Cloak (Lvl-12-E)]1

– Comprehensions: [Sword Aura (Lvl-3), Flame Aura (Lvl-3), Lightning Aura (Lvl-3), Space Aura(Lvl-3)]

—» Fusion State: [Sword + Flame + Lightning + Space] - [53%]

– Bloodline: [Black Dragon Chaotic Bloodline]

—» Draconic Essence: [58]

—» Dragon Scales: [433]

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Max opened his status screen, his eyes scanning the rows of numbers and skill names. A slow grin formed on his face.

He was more than satisfied. Every single one of his old skills had finally ascended to Legendary Rank, solidifying his foundation.

At the same time, all his newly acquired abilities had reached Epic Rank, just a step below Legendary.

It was a tremendous leap in power. But there was one frustrating exception.

His two strongest skills—Celestial Tempest and Eternal Bulwark—remained stubbornly stuck.

No matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't break through to the Limitbreaker Stage.

He had tried everything. Spent countless years of refinement, yet both skills refused to advance beyond Level 100.

Max exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. 'So, Legendary Rank skills are much harder to evolve into Limitbreaker Stage...'

That realization didn't sit well with him. Every other skill he trained had climbed two full ranks without issue.

But these two? No progress beyond the ceiling. It was as if something intangible, something beyond raw effort, was required.

Was it a matter of comprehension? Of insight? Or was there some unknown trigger he had yet to discover?

Max shook his head, shifting his focus to his Comprehensions. His gaze lingered on the list, a sense of accomplishment washing over him.

He owed much of his recent progress to the Black Lotus Guild. Their vast collection of ancient tablets, each dedicated to a different Aura, had been invaluable.

With their resources, he had managed to push all his Auras to Level 3, just a single step away from the elusive Concept Stage.

But he wasn't delusional. He knew that final step wouldn't come easily.

Advancing to the Concept Stage required more than just effort—it demanded insight, a deep understanding that couldn't be rushed.

He had only recently attained Level 3 in most of his Auras, and before he could think about breaking through, he needed to adapt, to internalize them fully.

Mastery wasn't just about reaching a milestone; it was about wielding power with instinctual ease.

That would take time.

Max exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew nothing about the Concept Stage. There were no clear guidelines, no ancient texts spelling out the process.

It was uncharted territory, a path he would have to carve himself.

And forging a new path—when no road existed—was never easy.

Not even for him.

Still, there were victories to celebrate.

Max's lips curled into a smirk as he glanced at his Fusion State Aura. The biggest breakthrough was his successful integration of Space Aura into it.

That alone was a massive leap forward. With each fusion, his aura became more refined, more potent.

He checked the numbers—53% fusion. A significant jump. Slowly but surely, he was getting closer to completing it.

His progress didn't stop there.

His Draconic Essences had also strengthened considerably, thanks to the dragon-related items he had obtained from Klaus.

The sheer potency of those materials had accelerated his growth in ways he hadn't anticipated.

While the quantity wasn't as overwhelming as the Dragon Scales he had gathered, Max wasn't too concerned.

'Quality over quantity.'

For now, these essences were more than enough. He could feel the latent power coiling within him, waiting to be drawn out.

However, there was one thing that gnawed at him—a deep, unsettling frustration.

Max's expression darkened as he stared at his level. He was stuck.

No matter how much he tried, he simply couldn't break into the Adept Rank. He had done everything—devouring resources, consuming natural treasures, pushing his body beyond its limits in battle.

Yet, after reaching Level 10, it was as if something inside him had locked up.

He had hit a wall.

A saturation point.

But that didn't make sense at all.

From now on each skills will be marked with their ranks.

Common - C

Uncommon - U

Rare - R

Epic - E

Legendary - L

Divine - D

Skill name (Lvl-37-C) like this

Also---

—»Magic Bullets(Common) — Magic Sword Bullets (Uncommon) — Magic Sword Barrage (Rare) — Magic Sword Descends (Epic) — Magic Swords Excalibur (Legendary)

—»Basic Sword Arts(Common) — Intermediate Sword Arts (Uncommon) — Advance Sword Arts (Rare) — Superior Sword Arts (Epic) — Elite Sword Arts (Legendary)

—»Dash (common) — Super Dash(Uncommon) — Phantom Dash (Rare) — One Step Dash (Epic) — Blink Dash (Legendary)

—»Flurry Strike (Rare) — Barrage Strike(Epic) — Celestial Tempest (Legendary)

—»Infernal Coating (Uncommon) — Molten Coating (Rare) — Abyssal Coating (Epic) — Void Coating (Legendary)

—»Ten Directional Shield (Rare) — Omni Guard (Epic) — Eternal Bulwark(Legendary)

—»Float (Common) — Wind Float (Uncommon) — Sky Float (Rare) — Free Float (Epic) — Angel Float (Legendary)

This is for all old skills...

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay