"What? A shrine?"
Austin asked in bewilderment.
The sword-shaped building emanated an ominous aura which sent chills down everyone's spine.
Each brick and tile was made of beams of sword auras that intertwined with each other.
These auras seemed to be alive, wriggling as they moved from one place to another.
Oddly enough, the whole building looked like a living thing as well.
Every sword aura was spreading and emitting some strange energy, making people's hair stand on end
with fear. It seemed impossible to destroy the faith of swordsmanship.
While Austin perceived the building, he sensed that the constantly wriggling sword auras faintly let out
some unwilling and sad cries.
"Revenge! Revenge! I must take revenge!"
The voices were filled with anger and desperation.
The space around the building was distorted and even shattered.
Austin briefly described the appearance of the building to Isis and Winnie.
"Yes, it is indeed the shrine.
I didn't expect you to be able to see it, Austin!
It's highly possible that you are the chosen one!"
Both Isis and Winnie were left with their mouths open while they stared at Austin in disbelief.
"The chosen one? What do you mean by that?"
Austin eagerly asked.
"It is said that before that sword master died, he left his cultivation base of swordsmanship in the Ice
Sword World, and only the chosen one will be able to find it.
According to the sword master's last words, the chosen one should be able to find the shrine before he
obtains the master's swordsmanship.
And legends say that you'll be able to find that in there,"
Isis explained thoroughly.
She was an ice lady, so she knew a lot of secrets of the Ice Palace.
"There had been countless sword cultivators of our Ice Palace who dedicated their lives to search for
this temple and gain the swordsmanship of that sword master.
However, every single one has failed to find anything.
Then, many of them began to doubt if the legend was true at all.
But here you are. You discovered the shrine as soon as you came!"
Isis marveled.
"I see.
It seems that luck is by my side."
Austin let out a grin.
He speculated that he was able to easily find it because his spiritual sense was almost as powerful as
that of a semi-governing god.
Moreover, he was sure that he was much better at swordsmanship than all the sword cultivators of the
Ice Palace.
That was why everyone from the Ice Palace failed to find the place.
Meanwhile he discovered it without even trying.
"Austin, now that you have found the shrine, hurry up and go there.
If you enter it, you are likely to obtain the lifelong cultivation base of the said sword master!"
Isis urged him excitedly.
"All right.
Since I'm the chosen one, I'll go in and give it a try."
Austin's interest was aroused. He eagerly strode towards the shrine.
After a few steps, he arrived at the gate of the building.
Isis and Winnie followed him closely behind.
"Sure enough, this is exactly the shrine as recorded in the books in the Ice Palace,"
the two women said as they laid their eyes on the structure for the very first time.
"I didn't expect it to be true!
It's standing right in front of us!"
Both Isis and Winnie were exhilarated.
"Let's go inside and have a look,"
Austin suggested as he walked towards the gate.
Isis and Winnie followed him.
As they were about to step inside, something unexpectedly happened.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Streaks of fierce and terrible sword auras rained down on the two women.
They had no time to react and their faces turned pale with freight.
These sword auras contained very brilliant sword laws and terrifying energy, which were something the
two of them couldn't resist.
They couldn't even lift a finger under the pressure.
They had already been sealed by the auras before they even knew what was going on.
"Watch out!"
With a wave of his sleeve, Austin used the Secret Reincarnation Skill and carried the two away from
the temple.
"Austin, those sword auras only attack the two of us, not you.
It seems that this building only wants you to enter.
So we'd better stay outside.
I don't want you to be distracted by taking care of us.
You can go in by yourself,"
Isis said to Austin.
Winnie nodded in agreement.
Just now, the two of them felt death knocking on their doors. They were still shivering in freight.
"Okay, just stay here and remain cautious,"
Austin said after thinking for a while.
Then he turned around and strode towards the building again.
Sure enough, he went inside the shrine safely without anything attacking him.
He was greeted by a big square inside.
In it, there were thousands of altars.
Each altar was filled with spiritual tablets.
The spiritual tablets emanated a sharp sword aura that seemed to pierce into Austin's soul.
He also saw a shadow of a sword cultivator floating above each spiritual tablet. These shadows stood
with a sword in hand while a menacing aura soared into the sky.
"Well... This..."
Facing so many spiritual tablets, Austin felt a chill went down his back.
He had experienced many battles, and even the sight of a million corpses on the battlefield wouldn't
faze him.
However, this was not the case right now. Each of these spiritual tablets in front of him represented a
sword cultivator.
And all of them were divine gods!
In other words, there were tens of thousands of divine swordsmen here!
A sword cultivator's combat power was generally greater than that of other cultivators at his level.
This meant that divine gods who practiced swordsmanship were much more powerful than other divine
gods.
Seeing tens of thousands of divine swordsmen had died here shocked Austin to the core.
'Oh? There are words on each spiritual plate.'
Austin's heart skipped a beat as he found something while taking a look around.
"I have been walking around the words and universes my whole life with my sword. I eliminated the evil
and upheld justice, and finally became a divine god because of my brilliant swordsmanship."
Austin read the words aloud.
Although there were only a few words, they outlined the life story of the owner of the spiritual tablet.
Austin turned to look at other spiritual tablets.
"I'm from a clan of swordsmen. Ever since I was a child, I have been obsessed with improving my
swordsmanship. After going through a lot of hardships, I finally became a divine god at the age of fifty
thousand.
I would undoubtedly cut down those who have wronged me."
"I consider the way of the sword more valuable than my life. My goal is to collect every piece of rare
sword throughout the many universes."
Austin kept reading the words inscribed on each spiritual plate.
He was able to learn what kind of life each of these divine gods had lived before their demise.
'What?
There is an altar in the middle, and there is only one spiritual tablet on it! Is it different from the others?'
Austin thought as he laid eyes on the altar in the middle of the square room.
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