The Supreme God

"Humph!"

When they heard what Sword Son Curry said, the four governing gods' faces darkened.

They wanted to fight him, to kill him, but they had come to the harsh realization that the grey-robed elder was too strong for them to handle. Fear speckled in their eyes.

They went from respecting him, to thinking they could overcome him if they all worked together, to finally

being proved wrong.

They weren't going to be fools and provoke him again so they stood down. After all, he had defeated the four of them with one blow.

The anger slowly withdrew from their faces.

Meanwhile, in the world of swordsmanship,

a man clad in white clothes approached Austin in mid-air.

He moved in a leisure way. There was a piece of withered grass in the corner of his mouth and his white hair was tied in a ponytail at the top of his head.

His white clothes were spotless, which made him exude an unworldly aura.

It seemed like the worldly affairs had nothing to do with him.

A few seconds later, he stopped in front of Austin.

"I will fight you using just one sword skill. If you stop me, then you are the winner.

If it ends in a draw, that will also be considered a win for you,"

the man in white said as he looked at Austin.

As he stood in the void, white clouds that appeared out of thin air moved above and below him. He appeared so unbothered that it almost threw Austin off.

"All right. Let's do this, sir," Austin replied humbly.

Staying focused, Austin pointed his sword at the man in white.

Although the white-robed man acted in a lazy manner, Austin could tell that each of his moves contained the essence of swordsmanship.

It somehow seemed like the man was really a sharp sword.

Austin knew that he possessed terrifying strength.

It had been more than one hundred and eighty years since Austin had entered this world.

During that period, he had been fighting with the sword cultivators every day without much rest.

Though he had been through a lot, he had also learnt a lot.

Austin had developed the manner and character

of a good swordsman.

and never self-conceited. He was just focused on gaining better understanding of the sword

of his long

other and waiting for the

I'll make my

in

as he had

on his face turned

began to

more and

of the blue, a

even know that the white-robed man

strike was

eyes widened

behind it. It could destroy anything,' he remarked as he watched the sword light

"That was bloody brilliant!"

Austin praised sincerely.

However, he didn't flinch.

gushed out of his body and gathered

on recalling his understanding and

off the space. Loud noises filled their

Austin's strike was fatal,

was the best one he had launched

Clang!

two streaks

entire world around them began

and space to

for a

of

out in

caused

the man in white stood face to face, motionless. All through the attacks,

Then,

in Austin's hand exploded into

appeared

it,

waves and sword

two of them stood in the void and looked at each other. An eerie,

the silence. "You won," he said with

flew away. Before Austin knew it, he was

shattered

Austin said.

response from

32500th sword skill I

himself as he tidied

he was in this world, his task was to

were only 3,500 left