The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 3422

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

None of them willingly came to this end.

All their resentment remained attached to these swords.

If a weak warrior with an unstable mind came into 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! Come this 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!"

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 same time, 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 give me a chance and let me continue 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 I 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.