The Supreme God

Austin was stunned by how rapidly he had progressed in Illusory Swordsmanship. He paused for a while, looking confused.

'What is going on? I'm only a beginner here. Yet it feels like I've been practicing swordsmanship for years and like I've mastered the essence of it! Is it only an illusion that I can use it the way I want it to work, like it is a part of my body?

Or am I a genius? No! That cannot be! The word 'genius' doesn't do justice to what is going on. Incredible! I must be a monster!'

The more he thought about this, the more he was confused. He couldn't justify what was happening with a valid explanation.

Slightly lost in thought about this matter, he waved the Violet Royal Sword around. Glimmers of ethereal sword-light appeared, transporting Austin to what felt like dreamland with just a glimpse. Everything seemed unreal, unfathomable, unsubstantial, like a shadow. It was hard for him to tell the difference between the real and the unreal.

Now, there was absolutely no doubt that Austin had gained mastery over Illusory Swordsmanship. And once he had proven his skill, the sword displayed a great attacking power that was awe-inspiring.

But Austin had only spent one day practicing this Illusory Swordsmanship!

Swordsmanship was the most difficult skill of all martial arts. It required the practitioner to have good insight. For a grade four swordsmanship, it usually took even the most talented cultivator about half a month to grasp its essence.

In many cases, warriors who practiced any form of martial arts usually took top-grade pills to enhance their talents. These pills helped them develop their potential and gain more insights about swordsmanship, thus accelerating the process of cultivation.

any pills to accomplish what he just

and finally attributed his success to the fact that he was a time traveler, and that his spirit

not only had remarkable spiritual sense power, he also pretty easily and speedily overtook general cultivators when it came to understanding martial arts

He remembered that he had taken about 2 or 3 months to reach the third level of the skill. What was more, he knew that his dexterity at bodily movement far

it pass. That would do him more good. So he focused on practicing his

found that the walls and window bars were covered with marks left by the sword following his practice. He'd been so intent on practicing that he hadn't noticed what was happening to the world around him.

before walking out of the practice room and into the yard. He reckoned the practice room contained invaluable Energy-gathering Arrays that might have been affected if he

stood still, sword in

his mind, he went through the important points that

his vital energy thrummed

had created an intent realm so powerful that its momentum felt like tens of thousands of swords were ready to attack. The

he pointed the long sword in his hand to the sky. The vital energy flew to the sword in a steady stream, as if it was constantly attracted to it. Visible as strands of gold light continuously swirling around the sword, the currents of vital energy were a force to be reckoned with. Under the force of the strong vital energy, the body of the Violet Royal Sword ceaselessly stretched out and withdrew towards itself, taking it all in and pushing it

nowhere and soared in all directions, piercing the air

and stones up into the air. The sword's momentum undulated like ocean waves, with clouds and mists covering the blues

the scene at this time, their courage would dissipate and fright would set in. The