Humanity's frontline.
Sword Ancestor sat amidst the ruins, with five or six high-level awakened individuals possessing medical talents squatting beside him, tending to his injuries.
In that battle, his arm had been almost bitten to pieces by a demon, leaving half of it temporarily incapacitated.
With elixirs and the abilities of the medical awakeners, his injuries were recovering rapidly.
Several medical awakeners watched Sword God with heartache. He had sacrificed so much for humanity, and they could do nothing to help, feeling guilty.
After a long while.
"Lord Sword God, your wound has been mostly treated, but do not use this arm for the time being. Rest for a month, and it should fully heal."
"It's nothing, I feel fine. Thank you all!" Sword God said.
"Lord Sword God, please take good care of yourself. We are heartbroken when you are injured. Please don't harm yourself." The awakened individuals said with concern.
Sword God laughed heartily, "Alright, I won't tease you any longer. You may leave now, someone is coming."
"Yes!"
The awakened individuals bowed and respectfully retreated.
The next moment, a brilliant sword light flashed before him. Sword God squinted his eyes, looking at the person who appeared before him.
The person before him wore a blue robe, had sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes, a sharp gaze, a long sword at his waist, and a gentle smile playing on his lips.
His attire was similar to Sword God's, simple and pure.
"Who are you?" Sword God asked, covering his injured arm with caution.
Sword Ancestor explained, "My name is Sword Ancestor! I am the strongest swordsman in this myriad of worlds, openly speaking!"
Sword Ancestor?
Sword God had not encountered many worlds and was unfamiliar with Sword Ancestor's name. However, the title of the strongest swordsman in all realms piqued his interest.
"The strongest swordsman?" Sword God inquired.
Seeing his disbelief, Sword Ancestor smiled, "Do you know of various sword arts?"
Sword God subconsciously shook his head, "No!"
The next moment, he quickly shook his head again, breaking out in a cold sweat. He realized that he had almost nodded just now.
Despite his heightened vigilance, he found himself instinctively trusting and obeying the person before him.
Sword Ancestor sighed, "The pinnacle of the sword path, I have not yet reached it. But I can let you know the power of various sword arts."
"Types of sword arts?" Sword God asked curiously.
Sword Ancestor nodded, raised his hand, and tapped the void.
Instantly, a spatial rift appeared before them.
He stepped into it and looked back, "Follow me!"
Sword God gritted his teeth and followed.
The scenery changed drastically, and they found themselves outside of the world.
Outside the world, it was like outer space. They could see luminous orbs of light floating in the void.
Those luminous orbs were worlds.
He noticed gray streams of energy swirling around them. Some gray streams were absorbed by the luminous orbs of worlds, while others were consumed by monsters in the void.
Sword God's mouth fell slightly open. This was his first time witnessing the scene outside the world.
It was so novel, so shocking, that his heart could not remain calm.
Sword Ancestor smiled, "As you can probably guess, this is outside the world. Those light orbs, like stars, are individual worlds."
"The distance between two worlds is extremely vast. Without spatial coordinates and spatial power for teleportation, simply flying like this would take thousands of years."
"As for those floating gray gases, you have likely heard their name. They are the essence of chaos, the food for worlds and void monsters!"
"Let's get back to the point. I will demonstrate various sword arts for you. Watch carefully."
Sword God listened intently, his gaze focused.
Sword Ancestor raised his arm, drawing his sword.
"Sword Art: Swift Sword!"
A faint hum sounded.
No trace of a sword light was visible, yet a void monster in the distance was sliced in half.
Sword God was astonished. He had been observing intently but saw no hint of a sword light.
To kill without a trace, was this not the Shadowless Sword?
"This is not the Shadowless Sword, but I drew my sword too quickly for you to see," Sword Ancestor chuckled.
Sword God looked surprised, "Senior, why do you possess such incredible speed?"
Sword Ancestor laughed, "Because this sword is imbued with the Law of Speed!"
"You, like me, cultivate the Sword of Emotion, so you don't need to specialize in one path. You can cultivate various laws to achieve the goal of killing your enemies."
"Senior, isn't this borrowing external power?"
"To you, a sword is inherently an external object. Do you really think borrowing the Law of Speed makes it impure swordsmanship?"
"Oh, I understand!" Sword God had instinctively positioned himself as a student.
Seeing this, Sword Ancestor nodded with satisfaction, "It is not easy to imbue the Law of Speed into swordsmanship. Take this cultivation technique. Once you have successfully cultivated it, you will be able to unleash this sword strike at will."
Sword God took a secret manual from Sword Ancestor's hand. As soon as he opened it, countless characters flooded into his mind.
"Cultivation Technique: Swift Sword, with a total of three thousand six hundred and fifteen forms..."
"For each form successfully cultivated, attack speed can be doubled."
"Hiss!"
Sword Ancestor patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't cultivate here. Take the manual back and practice. We'll discuss the second sword art!"
This time, Sword God listened attentively, his focus unwavering, not daring to miss any detail.
"Second Sword Art: Heavy Sword!"
"Using this sword art, your sword can become as heavy as a mountain, or even as heavy as a world. Each swing will be like a mountain moving, or the world pressing down."
"I will demonstrate for you..."
"..."
"Ninth Sword Art: Sword of Time. This sword art disrupts time. Even I have not reached its extreme."
"I am passing it to you today, and I can depart with peace of mind."
After receiving the nine sword arts, Sword God understood everything. Therefore, he accepted the discipleship without any hesitation.
After all, it was his honor to be accepted as a disciple by such an existence.
"Master, where are you going?" Although they had just met, the man before him had conquered him with his attitude towards the sword.
Sword Ancestor sighed, "I am old, my lifespan is short. After leaving my legacy, I will pursue the Great Luo realm!"
"Master, where are you going to pursue the Great Luo realm? I will find you in the future!" Sword God said with some sadness.
Sword Ancestor shook his head, "I am at the peak of Golden Immortal. By the time you reach this realm, epochs will have passed. By then, I will have long since died of old age. There's no need to seek me. Go."
With a wave of his hand, an irresistible force pushed Sword God back into Blue Star.
"Master, tell me!"
Sword God's voice echoed in the void.
Sword Ancestor heard this, smiled, and shook his head, "What use would it be to tell you? Even if I went there, it would be a nine-death situation."
"Alas, it is good that the legacy has been passed down to humanity. With Lin Yu present, humanity's fortune is prosperous. He should not disgrace my legacy in the future."
"Farewell, I must pursue that last glimmer of hope."
"Success means life, failure means death!"