Chapter 4141 Sword Comprehension

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

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.