Inside the secret chamber, Austin practiced with intense focus. Swoosh! He waved his sword more than a thousand times swiftly within seconds.
Wielding his sword like that was not new to him. As a matter of fact, with Austin's first-rate swordsmanship cultivation base, such maneuvers should be child's play to him.
However, when Austin tried to condense the sword intent of a thousand moves into one, he found that it was nearly impossible for him to do so. He had continuously attempted to do the techniques according to the Concentration Method, but he still had a hard time.
Hence, Austin continued to practice his swordsmanship, slowly increasing the number of moves as he progressed. He repeated the same steps without mistake until he successfully condensed a hundred sword intents into one.
At his current swordsmanship cultivation base, Austin could wield his sword a hundred times within a second.
Moreover, he was able to condense a hundred sword intents into one without much difficulty.
"Ugh," Austin scoffed.
He felt deeply frustrated and ashamed.
Austin had a hard time condensing the sword intent.
But he knew that once he had mastered it, he could acquire horrifying power.
Swish, swish, swish!
Inside the secluded chamber, the sword shadows flashed. The sword lights also shone amidst the darkness of the cave.
Austin held his long silver sword and waved it constantly.
The enclosed cave was ideal for Austin to cultivate his sword skills as it gave him sufficient time to practice without being interrupted.
Austin studied the methods of condensing and refining the sword intents every day.
Time passed by as quick as a flash and it had since been a hundred years!
A century of cultivation had gone by. For an ordinary cultivator, it would have been a bore task to practice the same method every day.
However, Austin was patient and very much satisfied with his development.
Now, Austin could condense five hundred sword intents into one!
Then, another six or seven hundred years passed by.
After long years of attempting to master the sword intent, a thousand sword intents were finally condensed into one.
Austin was now capable of unleashing a much stronger sword aura than before. Its power had escalated exponentially.
However, Austin had not yet stopped practicing with intense rigor.
It was not until two thousand years later that he ceased his cultivation.
By then, he was able to condense five thousand sword intents into one!
Austin had always had a flair with swordsmanship ever since he first wielded a blade, but his skills had never been more prominent than it was that day.
After almost three thousand years of practice in the secret chamber, he had reached the level of condensing five tho
that Austin would stand firmly, but he would in fact be at his feet at another place.
He knew that it would take a lot of practice to master this great skill. He must have great spatial power.
After a thousand years of hard work, Austin's spatial power had developed substantially.
Next, he kept practicing his skill until he became an expert in employing it.
But soon, Austin found himself facing another bottleneck in the spatial power.
Thus, he had to stop cultivating and ponder over his next move.
'What should I do now? What can I do to become stronger in a really short span of time?'
Austin thought to himself.
He always remembered that Dennis of the Yaksha Palace would never give up pestering him and the Immortal End World easily.
This thought inspired him to greatly improve his combat effectiveness as soon as possible.
All of a sudden, an idea flashed through Austin's mind!
'Maybe I can use the Diabolic Killing Needle this time.
As long as it absorbs more and more energy of the evil creatures, the strength of the demonic avatar and the needle itself can be augmented in a short period of time.'
Austin reflected.
'Yes! Devil Ancestor Bale is just an ordinary sect ancestor with average strength, and he has been seriously injured.
I don't have to be afraid of him.
If I sneak into the Third Demonic World, I'm sure that there will not be many demons there who are capable of stopping me from carrying out my plan...
Then that must mean that my needle can really absorb a good deal of energy.'
Austin was thrilled as he believed his scheme was feasible.
"All right. I must sneak into the Third Demonic World quietly without exposing myself," he muttered to himself.
Austin always liked taking risks, so he immediately left the time chamber and went straight to the Third Demonic World.