All the other altars were densely packed with spiritual tablets, but only one tablet was found on this
altar.
It was so conspicuous!
"It is emitting such a terrible sword aura!"
Just as Austin's gaze was fixed on the spiritual tablet, several intense sword auras rushed toward him,
forcing him to take a few steps back.
Fortunately, the spiritual tablet wasn't deliberately making things difficult for him. On the contrary, the
sword aura seemed to have been inadvertently leaked out.
Austin did not doubt that if this spiritual tablet was intentionally being aggressive, he would be unable to
fight back!
'The master of this spiritual tablet must have been genuinely skilled in swordsmanship to have created
something so incredible.
If he were still alive, he might kill me in an instant.
This means that he was at least a governing god!'
A frown appeared on Austin's face when he realized the immense talent of the owner of the spiritual
tablet. Instinctively, he became more cautious.
Despite his current strength, it was unadvisable to be presumptuous or reckless in this sword shrine.
Without going too close, he sensed the sword auras coming from the spiritual tablet.
"I defeated everything with my sword, and everyone yielded to me!
However, it is lonely to stand at the peak alone, and I have been there for a long time. When I look
back at my life, I am saddened to find that no one could match me."
These words were engraved on the spiritual tablet.
It described the life of the spiritual tablet's owner. He had a mighty sword and subdued all the powerful
men with it. But, in the end, desolation was his only companion.
Excitement coursed through Austin as he mulled over these words. Every nerve in his body felt alive,
as though he had been enlightened.
"It seems like he was truly an aspirational figure!"
He stood still and contemplated for a while, speechless.
Finally, he bowed to the spiritual tablet a few times. He was truly convinced.
"This is what a real swordsman looks like!"
Austin sighed as complex emotions surged within him.
'This Ice Sword Cosmos must have been very mighty back then.
Tens of thousands of sword divine gods were buried in this shrine alone.
However, something terrible seemed to have befallen them. Otherwise, the whole cosmos wouldn't
have moved to the Ice Palace, '
Austin thought.
'It is rumored that the lifetime heritage of that very skilled swordsman is here. Could it be true?
Now that I'm here, I can try to find it.'
Austin glanced around as he released his spiritual sense to help him search.
Right at this moment, a voice echoed in the temple.
"Young man, you are also a sword cultivator. It seems that fate has brought you here."
The voice was arrogant and indifferent.
A split second later, beams of brilliant sword auras shot out from the tablet placed on the altar in the
middle of the square.
These sword auras intertwined and slowly formed a dazzling figure.
It was a tall, proud middle-aged man with sharp eyes.
A terrifying aura that dominated and intimidated everything was released from this middle-aged man's
body.
It was as if, just by casually standing there, he had become the center of the attention.
"Sir..."
Austin mumbled as awe and astonishment coursed through him.
The middle-aged man stared at Austin for a while before waving at him.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Suddenly, streaks of sword auras rushed out of Austin's body.
These sword auras were the evidence of Austin's hard work and cultivation all these years.
They represented his level and achievements in swordsmanship.
Although these sword auras were a part of his body and were entirely under his control, they now
seemed to respond to the middle-aged man's commands.
In an instant, the surging sword auras suspended between Austin and the middle-aged man and
shredded the space.
Austin was bewildered by the middle-aged man's power. What made matters worse, was that he felt
helpless and vulnerable now that his sword auras were under a stranger's command.
'These are my sword auras. Why are they responding to him? Damn it!' he cursed.
Fortunately, Austin could feel that the middle-aged man didn't mean to harm him.
For this reason, he didn't resist.
"Well, although these sword auras are still weak, they are of good quality,"
the middle-aged man praised. Then, with a wave of his hand, the sword auras returned to Austin's
body, like birds returning to their nest.
After a few moments of contemplation, the middle-aged man waved at Austin again.
Whoosh!
This time, a dazzling sword rushed out of Austin's body and flew toward the middle-aged man.
It was Austin's flying sword!
The Flying Swordsmanship gave Austin a decisive advantage over his peers, and he often used it
when fighting his enemies.
However, he hadn't used it as much after he mastered the Mind Sword Skill, because the latter was
more useful and powerful than the Flying Swordsmanship.
"It's the Flying Swordsmanship.
I didn't expect that this kind of swordsmanship still existed.
Young man, you have not only cultivated the Flying Swordsmanship, but you've also mastered it. That
is quite an achievement. You are indeed talented,"
the middle-aged man commended as he observed Austin's flying sword.
"I'm flattered, sir,"
Austin answered politely. By now, he had recovered from the shock.
"Young man, did you know that the Flying Swordsmanship originated from me?
The skill you've mastered is a heritage of my sect,"
the middle-aged man informed Austin.
"What?
Sir, is it true?"
Austin was stunned again.
He had always believed that the Flying Swordsmanship he cultivated had originated in Earth.
But the middle-aged man in front of him claimed to have passed on the cultivation method.
"Yes. A long time ago, during my adventures in the Sea of Chaos, I passed through a universe
community called the three thousand big and small universes. I stayed on a star called Earth for
decades.
At that time, I acquired a nominal disciple and taught him the Flying Swordsmanship.
I reckon the Flying Swordsmanship in the Sea of Chaos must have originated from Earth,"
the middle-aged man disclosed.
"You are correct, sir.
The Flying Swordsmanship in the Sea of Chaos indeed originated from Earth,"
Austin replied promptly, wide-eyed.
There seemed to be such a sense of genuineness in the middle-aged man's recount that Austin
believed him.
He was almost certain that the Flying Swordsmanship was indeed inherited from him.
Austin was stunned to the core when he learned this information.
"Young man, do you want to advance your swordsmanship?"
the middle-aged man inquired.
"Of course,"
Austin replied hurriedly.
"I can teach you my swordsmanship.
But you have to make me a promise,"
the middle-aged man stated.
"Would you explain, sir? I'd prefer to know what your condition is before pledging."
Austin frowned as he replied.
After a deep sigh, the middle-aged man continued, "Young man, please listen to me.
I come from a supreme cosmos called the Sword Cosmos.
Master Sword is the supreme ruler of the Sword Cosmos.
And I'm one of his disciples.
My master has four other disciples,"
the middle-aged man explained slowly to avoid confusing Austin.
The Sword Cosmos!
A supreme cosmos!
A gasp escaped Austin's lips, and his eyes flew open when he heard that.
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