Now that they were allowed past, Austin's new slaves didn't waste any time. They ran to the entrance
of the Genuine Sword World.
The strong man who guarded the entrance waved his hand and the doors swung open.
Austin remained hidden in the group and slipped in among them.
Whoosh!
After a few minutes of teleportation, they all entered the Genuine Sword World.
The entire world was buzzing with life.
Buildings were dotted between countless mountains and rivers. Creatures were practicing skills,
gathering, and talking among each other.
"Master, look. That's the shrine of the Genuine Sword World,"
one of the strong men told Austin as he pointed at a large building in the center of the world.
Austin gazed at it, narrowing his eyes. It was hard to see from the distance but he could make it out.
In the center of the continent, a towering sword-shaped building stood, emitting dense sword auras.
This sword-shaped building was one of the ten famous sword shrines in the Sword Cosmos.
It was the only building in the Genuine Sword World that wasn't blade-shaped.
The creatures that walked in this world were all blade cultivators. Their temperament was as cold and
domineering as a sharp blade.
Above the continent, the blade energy poured down. It was slightly suffocating and didn't match the rest
of the world.
In some remote corners, there was a small amount of sword auras left. It was surrounded and
suppressed by the dense blade auras, struggling for survival.
"I hate the blade cultivators! They intrude our homeland, and slaughter our people!
They should all die!
Go to hell, bastards!"
Austin strained his ears and heard faint cries.
These cries were spiritual soul fragments left by sword cultivators that were slaughtered. Even though
they were gone, their agony and hatred couldn't be easily erased.
It was difficult to wipe them out because they had already integrated into the space of this world and
become a part of the rules.
Austin used his spiritual sense to perceive the shrine.
He discovered that there was a light curtain made of sharp blade aura around the shrine.
In the space above the light curtain, there was a huge shadow in the shape of a blade, emitting a
terrifying blade intent, which locked on the shrine below.
The brilliant array had been set up here to suppress the sword shrine.
Austin focused, trying to learn as much as he could.
'The array has some great cosmos force inside it.
But I should be able to pass through it using my best abilities.'
Austin decided, nodding his head.
"Master, if you want to enter the shrine, you must go through that array.
It's not going to be easy.
Only a few elders who are responsible for guarding this world have the tokens to enter and exit the
array,'
one of the men whispered to Austin.
"It's okay.
I can handle it without a token,"
Austin replied, smiling knowingly.
"I need you guys to hide right now.
I'm going to break into it."
With a wave of his hand, he teleported all the strong men into the human world in his body.
Then he used the Secret Reincarnation Skill and once he was invisible, he crept in the direction of the
shrine.
With Austin's advanced bodily movement skill, no living being in the Genuine Sword World could detect
his presence.
It didn't take long for Austin to reach the shrine.
As soon as he was in its reach, he felt the strong faith of sword, the civilization of sword, and the history
of sword engulf him. He felt small.
Around the shrine, a dozen groups of blade cultivators were patrolling back and forth, guarding the
building.
In order to get inside, Austin activated the law of reincarnation, the law of time, and the law of space
and combined them. Then, he squeezed forward and headed for the array made of blade aura.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The array shook slightly.
Fortunately, it did not cause too much noise.
A moment later,
Austin passed through the array and entered the shrine without being noticed.
It was a tall building, towering high above the clouds.
The walls, floors, and ceilings were all engraved with runes related to swords, faith of swords, history of
swords, civilization of swords, and so on.
As far as his eyes could see, everything was related to swords!
"This shrine really contains the purest and the most ancient sword inheritance!"
As soon as he set foot inside the shrine, he felt newly enlightened.
"Great! I will comprehend swordsmanship in no time!"
Austin sighed happily.
Back in the Ice Sword World, the middle-aged man had taught Austin something about
swordsmanship.
The middle-aged man was the fifth disciple of Master Sword. The swordsmanship he had personally
imparted on Austin was the best found in the Sword Cosmos.
Therefore, Austin had a strong basis.
The only shortcoming of his sword cultivation was lying in his sword spirit.
He needed to uncover a sword spirit that was natural, unhurried, and calm.
Austin needed to take a step back and learn the basics of swordsmanship.
So he walked into the inner part of the shrine.
Inside the room, there was a statue of a man with a long beard. He looked very gentle.
From his body, a sharp sword aura was soaring, reaching the top of the building.
Obviously, this shrine was dedicated to worshiping this sword cultivator.
"Sorry to bother you, sir."
Austin bowed respectfully to the statue before he sat down cross-legged and began to comprehend the
swordsmanship.
He released his spiritual sense and captured everything in the air related to the swordsmanship found
in the shrine, including the sword aura, sword intent, sword faith, sword civilization, and sword history.
Gradually, Austin pictured a figure who seemed to be standing and waving his sword. He was seeing a
piece of history and
the figure was the same man depicted in the statue.
As he practiced, the man's movements were very slow and well-thought-out.
They were natural and smooth,
containing extremely mysterious sword intent.
Austin didn't blink as he watched every swing and dip. He was becoming infatuated with the dance of
sword from the man.
For several days in a row, Austin immersed himself in swordsmanship.
A week later, with a big stretch, he stood up. He raised his finger and using it as the sword, began
waving it.
His finger slid freely and smoothly in the void like a fish. Wherever it passed, the space was easily cut
in half.
'I see.
Swordsmanship doesn't have to be aggressive and sharp all the time...'
Austin thought, smiling.
After another half a day, Austin rested.
"Sir, thank you for your inheritance of swordsmanship."
Austin stood and bowed deeply to the statue.
After seven days of comprehension, he already had a better understanding of
swordsmanship.
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