The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Every owner of each sword within the hall led glorious lives, until death cknocking on their door.

None of them willingly cto this end.

All their resentment remained attached to these swords.

If a weak warrior with an unstable mind cinto contact with these swords, the remaining spiritual energy within would attack

him until he was completely eroded.

There were only two options for a warrior who couldn't resist — insanity or death.

"Such terrible resentment!"

A flash of surprise appeared on Austin's face.

All the spiritual power of the spiritual tree and the spiritual dragon from within his Soul Sea were pouring out of him to resist the

negative spiritual energy.

After a moment, something else surprised Austin even more.

Both the spiritual tree and the spiritual dragon were releasing their power to refine the resentment that was attacking his spiritual

soul!

After all, the resentment attached to the swords was a kind of spiritual soul energy.

Since the spiritual tree and the spiritual dragon were the two holy treasures of the spiritual race, they were the nemesis of all kinds

of spiritual soul energy and could easily refine them.

"That's amazing!

It's a good chance to replenish the nourishment of the spiritual tree and feed the spiritual dragon! They'd continue to grow!

All of you! Cthis way!"

Overflowing joy filled Austin at the sudden realization.

More and more swords were touched as Austin's spiritual sense spread in all directions, actively communicating with the

resentment within the swords.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Thousands of swords within the hall seemed to stir at the provocation.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless twisted and ferocious faces flew out of the swords and rained down attacks on Austin's Soul Sea.

"I hate you! Die! Die! Die!"

"Revenge! We must take revenge! Kill him!"

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A wave of endless resentment almost drowned Austin.

In his Soul Sea, the spiritual tree and the spiritual dragon also sped up their release of immense refining power to continuously

refine the resentment.

A sword cultivator's will was famed for being extremely sharp, and everyone knew that the resentment left behind would hold

extremely strong power.

A medium-grade divine god wouldn't dream to provoke the resentment within all those long swords, let alone a preliminary-grade

divine god!

At the stime, the green Yaksha sat cross-legged in a void on the boundless lake near the Sword Palace.

It had guarded the lake for a long time, and was responsible for testing anyone who wished to cross.

"Damn it!

What the hell's that human brat doing? He's insane!"

The Yaksha was so surprised that it couldn't stop its sudden declaration.

Its spiritual sense clearly sensed the situation in the Sword Palace.

"Brat, do you really want to die?

Why would you take the initiative to provoke the remaining resentment in those swords?!

Stop it! Stop right now!

You'll die!

You don't have to stay in the Sword Palace anymore. I'll go in and take you out now!"

the furious Yaksha roared at Austin.

"Rest assured, sir. I'm good.

This is my cultivation method.

Please givea chance and letcontinue comprehending swordsmanship here,"

Austin replied.

"Boy, you...

Since you successfully passed my test, you're qualified to stay in that hall and comprehend swordsmanship as | promised.

Fine. Your safety has nothing to do with me.

Take care of yourself!"

Although the Yaksha was a little stunned by Austin's words, it still did its duty.

"Turns out he's just an arrogant boy.

| originally still had shope for him. | thought that he had the potential and might pass the following tests one by one.

Seems like | overestimated him."

The green Yaksha shook its head with a sigh. Afterwards, it no longer paid any mind to Austin's actions.

"Fortunately, there are still two more little guys who also seem to have good potential.

Maybe, they'll pass the test soon."

The green Yaksha looked into the distance at the lake.

Two pontoon bridges cut across the huge lake.

On each pontoon bridge was a person desperately fighting against a hoard of hundreds of green Yakshas.

Those two men were none other than Ingram and Tyrone, who calong with Austin!

A moment later, both battles were over.

"Good job! They passed the test at the stime!"

A wide grin split on the face of the green Yaksha who was sitting cross-legged in the air above the lake. After a moment, it stood up

and took a step forward.

At that moment, Austin was still in the Sword Palace and intensely researching the swords.

"Within all these swords, in addition to the resentment, there are also a lot of comprehension and experience about

swordsmanship, sword intent, sword law, sword civilization, etc.

So many divine-god-level sword cultivators left their swordsmanship within their swords. This place is now an unimaginable

treasure!"

Austin couldn't help but be surprised as his spiritual sense lightly scanned through the different swords.

It was undeniable that the most dangerous part of the swords in the hall was the terrible resentment within them.

Any creature who cto gain something had to resist the resentment. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to safely stay and

try to comprehend swordsmanship.

But for Austin, this wasn't a problem!

That was because the spiritual tree and the spiritual dragon could easily deal with the resentment.

In this way, Austin could ignore the resentment and concentrate on comprehending the swordsmanship.

"Let's not waste any more time. I'll try it!" murmured Austin.

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After a moment of roughly perceiving the situation in the hall around him. Austin sat down in a cross-legged position.

A nearby sword was quickly penetrated by Austin's spiritual sense as he began to comprehend all kinds of essence related to

swordsmanship hidden inside the sword.

Gradually, his mind began to integrate with the sword.

From a weak man to a powerful sword cultivator who resisted death until his final moments, Austin saw it all.

This swordsman was a medium-grade divine god during his life!

All the sword skills, experience, and insight a sword cultivator at the medium-grade divine god level left behind were of great use

to Austin.

It was like Austin was starving as he quickly absorbed all of the knowledge.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In the end, all the sword auras swarming around Austin were completely absorbed.

In just an hour, he finished absorbing all of them.

Clang!

It was as if the sword was sucked empty and noisily fell on the ground.

All the spirit, will, and essence of swordsmanship in the sword belonged to Austin now, which turned the sword into nothing more

than an ordinary blade.

"Thank you for imparting your swordsmanship, sir!"

Austin gratefully swept into a low bow to the sword.

After fully absorbing the sword, Austin felt comfortable within his body.

His level of swordsmanship increased a little.

"Let's continue!"

Austin felt his spirits soar.

This was an undeniable once-in-a-lifetopportunity.

A great deal of swordsmanship essence left by divine-god-level sword cultivators were scattered within the hall. Where else could

he find something like this? Yes!

Only a forbidden area like the Fallen Divine Valley would probably have such things.

It was impossible to find such an opportunity in the outside world!

If he was given an entire month to meditate within the Sword Palace, Austin was sure his progress would surprise even himself!

"lI don't have much time. | have to hurry up!"

Austin shook off all the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to concentrate on comprehending swordsmanship.