"It's too vast," Jian Wushuang muttered.
Compared to the vast Sword Principle that he sensed, the Sword Principle that he had created and comprehended previously was merely a drop in the ocean.
The Sword Principle that the Sword Tomb contained wasn't just one kind. It contained all kinds of Sword Principles.
Jian Wushuang could sense the Sword Principles very clearly. With some guidance, he could comprehend them and his understanding of Sword Principle would increase tremendously.
"Let's begin."
Jian Wushuang calmed down very quickly and started to comprehend the vast Sword Principle that the Sword Tomb contained.
Not only him, Luo Xianzi and the other two Real Gods from Emperor Sword Sect who possessed Sword Principle Inheritance Tokens were also immersed in comprehension.
As for the experts who didn't possess Sword Principle Inheritance Tokens, they couldn't enter the Sword Tomb at all. They could only find a place to sit with their legs crossed outside the Sword Tomb. Although they could sense the vast Sword Principle that the Sword Tomb contained, compared to Jian Wushuang and the rest who possessed Sword Principle Inheritance Tokens, they were far behind.
The effect might not even be one-tenth of what Jian Wushuang and the rest had achieved.
Even so, the experts weren't willing to miss the opportunity.
Everyone seized every minute and second to fully immerse themselves in comprehending.
Time passed by quietly …
In the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed.
Every time the Emperor Sword Palace opened, it would last for a thousand years.
Then, only thirty years had passed, which was a very short period of time. However, Jian Wushuang had already opened his eyes again.
"The Emperor Sword Palace lives up to its name of being the place that all Sword Principle cultivators are crazy about. I have only comprehended for thirty years but my comprehension of Sword Principle has already increased by quite a bit. In a thousand years, I'm afraid it's enough for my Sword Principle to reach a whole new level," Jian Wushuang clenched his fists and there was joy in his eyes.
Although he was pleasantly surprised, Jian Wushuang still had a tinge of doubt in his heart.
After thirty years of comprehension, although the power that the Sword Tomb displayed was enough to surprise him, he still felt that the Sword Tomb wasn't as simple as it looked on the surface.
This was not only his intuition, but also the conclusion he had reached after meditating in the Sword Tomb for 30 years.
The Sword Tomb contained boundless Sword Principles and Sword Essences. Although the Sword Principles and Sword Essences were displayed in an almost perfect manner, from Jian Wushuang's point of view, Sword Emperor Dugu, who had created Emperor Sword Palace, definitely had more tricks up his sleeves.
"What other mysteries are hidden in this Sword Tomb?" Jian Wushuang frowned and slowly stood up.
While everyone else was immersed in comprehending Sword Principles and Sword Intents, he stood up and walked out of his cultivation platform.
Inside the Sword Tomb, Jian Wushuang walked around casually, his eyes constantly looking around.
Just by looking at it with the naked eye, there was nothing special about the Sword Tomb. The many swords in the Sword Tomb were also inserted into the ground.
"If the sword itself is fine, then it should be the sword intent …" Jian Wushuang murmured.
His consciousness once again entered the Sword Catacomb, and he began to feel the countless sword intents.
But this time, he didn't try to comprehend it. Instead, he studied it carefully.
The study took him a few years' time.
"Mm …" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed, and he opened his eyes, "These sword intents are a little strange."
Strange!
Jian Wushuang really felt that something was strange.
The strange thing wasn't the sword intents themselves, but the direction in which the sword intents swept out.
Sword intents soared to the sky, but Jian Wushuang felt that the sword intents that swept out seemed to be slanting in one direction.
Yes, they were slanting.
The slanting seemed to be moving closer on purpose. If he were to use a word to describe it …
"Worshipping!"
"Ten thousand swords worshipping!!"
Jian Wushuang stared fiercely, and he immediately felt the sword intents carefully.
In his senses, the ten thousand sword intents that soared to the sky faintly seemed to be worshipping in one direction.
Following the direction in which the sword intents were worshipping, Jian Wushuang finally came to a small corner at the edge of the Sword Catacomb. Here, there was a wide and heavy sword. Most importantly, the heavy sword was broken in the middle.
A broken sword!
The surface of the broken sword was rusty, and it felt like a piece of scrap metal.
However, in Jian Wushuang's senses, the sword intents that were emitted by the ten thousand long swords in the Sword Catacomb were faintly worshipping the broken sword.
In the entire Sword Catacomb, only the broken sword didn't emit any sword intent.
"It seems that the broken sword is the real core of the Sword Catacomb," Jian Wushuang muttered.
The broken sword wasn't in the center of the Sword Catacomb, but in the most inconspicuous corner at the edge. There wasn't any aura or sword intent that was emitted, and the broken sword seemed to have blocked the detection of Soul Power. Even if Soul Power covered it, he couldn't sense the existence of the broken sword.
If Jian Wushuang hadn't noticed the sword intents faintly worshipping by chance, he probably wouldn't have noticed the existence of the broken sword.
"This broken sword, I wonder what's so profound about it?"
Jian Wushuang was puzzled, but he didn't show it on his face. Very soon, he returned to his cultivation platform, closed his eyes and started to comprehend again.
As for Luo Xianzi and the rest, they were fully focused on comprehending, and no one noticed him at all.
As for Jian Wushuang's comprehension, it was completely centered on the broken sword.
His consciousness followed the guidance of the sword intents, and it was completely fixed on the broken sword.
At that moment, the rusty and ordinary broken sword had undergone a drastic change in Jian Wushuang's consciousness.
The rust on his body had completely disappeared.
It was originally a broad and heavy sword, but in Jian Wushuang's perception, it had turned into a four feet long sword that was suffused with rich golden light. There were secret dragon patterns on the surface of the sword, and the secret dragon patterns were moving slowly, as though there was a real dragon sealed in the long sword.
Besides, the most important thing was that there was a new sword intent that rose from the golden long sword.
The sword intent was supreme!
It was like an emperor's sword that ruled the world!
It was like the ruler of heaven and earth, and the sword intents in the world respected it!
In the Sword Catacomb, the sword intent was like a real emperor, and the surrounding thousands of sword intents were like subjects that bowed down to it.
It was the emperor of swords!
When Jian Wushuang felt the Sword Essence, his heart trembled violently. At the same time, an image appeared in his mind out of nowhere.
In the image, there was a middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe and a golden dragon crown. He was holding the golden long sword in his hand, and the emperor's aura swept out. Then, he swung the sword.
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