Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu had felt the Sword Dao Traces many times before, but they had always been a bit elusive.

Despite having decent proficiency with swords, Lin Mu still hadn't reached the point where the Sword Dao would present itself to him.

This was especially so when considering the fact that he used a variety of weapons and was not dedicated to swords. Even for a lot of the immortals that were dedicate to swords, it took them hundreds of years to gain the same proficiency. Lin Mu was still doing the same in a span of thirty years.

Thus it was still negligible of a time difference for him.

'The Sword Dao Traces… They are showing something.' Lin Mu thought to himself as he observed them.

Lin Mu tried to make out what they were trying to show him but had a hard time. It seemed to be obscure and he had to focus a lot on figuring out what it was.

The Sword Dao Traces kept on shifting as if they were some pale clouds in the sky. Their form and shape changed every second and one needed extra effort to keep track of them.

It took Lin Mu an entire fifteen minutes before he finally observed a structure.

It was a giant mausoleum that towered high into the sky. In fact, the more Lin Mu looked at it the clearer it got until finally it turned into a real image that was projected into his mind.

"What is this…" Lin Mu muttered as he was drawn into the illusion by the Sword Dao Traces.

He saw the image of the giant mausoleum getting detailed, allowing him to finally see what it was made out of.

"Swords!?" Lin Mu was left stunned. "How many are there? Million? Ten million? Hundred million or even more?" He couldn't help but question.

It was a structure entirely composed out of swords. Mountainous towering swords formed its four support pillars, while countless sharp swords filled in to become each brick and beam. And it wasn't a crude structure with the bare minimum either. There were fine decorations and statues that seemed to be made out of swords too!

The statues were of swordsmen practicing their art, as they stood at the eaves of the mausoleum.

But the center piece of this was a great battle that seemed to be happening in the middle with all the statutes. Two armies were fighting each other, with each soldier depicted in great detail.

The more Lin Mu gazed at it, the more he felt like it was the real depiction of a battle that had happened in the past. Looking at it for longer made him feel as if the statutes were really moving.

'Not only do they move, they are using different sword styles too.' Lin Mu noted.

At the base of the mausoleum there was a great moat surrounding it. This moat was not filled with water though, but was instead overflowing with blood!

The blood churned like a stormy sea and a few rusty swords could be seen being broken down from time to time. One could almost imagine the number of beings that would have been needed to fill a moat this big with blood.

The bloody moat surrounding the mausoleum added a grim feeling to it and Lin Mu was confused as to why the Sword Dao Traces were showing him this.

'Perhaps the Mausoleum is the key to it?' Lin Mu thought to himself and looked at its depths.

The bloody moat surrounding the mausoleum added a grim feeling to it and Lin Mu was confused as to why the Sword Dao Traces were showing him this.

'Perhaps the Mausoleum is the key to it?' Lin Mu thought to himself and looked at its depths.

The dark insides of the Mausoleum slowly became visible to Lin Mu, allowing him to glance what was held within.

"More swords?" Lin Mu saw tens of thousands of swords that were stabbed into the ground.

The mausoleum seemed to be filled with swords on the inside too, though at least these swords seem to be independent and not fused together into a singular structure.

Lin Mu could not properly judge the quality of the swords like this, but had a hunch that none of these swords would be weaker than Afternoon Pine and Ocean Raker at the very least.

The way the swords were kept inside was also very peculiar. They were careful laid down in specific patterns, while some symbolic markers were kept above them.

'Graves for swords?' Lin Mu thought upon seeing that.

The markers were quite similar to tombstones, which in addition with the swords being laid down added to it.

"An entire mausoleum dedicated to swords…" Lin Mu was certainly left confused.

He tried to understand if there was more things hidden inside it, but was unsuccessful. Even trying to make out what kind of swords were buried in their became an impossible task once the swords started to blur.

'The image is fading…' Lin Mu scrunched his brows.

The swords weren't just becoming blurry for no reason. The scene itself had started to fade and about a minute later the entire mausoleum was gone.

~SHUA~

Lin Mu opened his eyes in the real world, as he felt the progression of his Sword Intent.

'Peak Sword Intent!' Lin Mu felt with excitement. "But… What was that Sword Mausoleum?" he still wondered.

He hadn't grasped the reason why the Sword Dao Traces wished to show him this as such Lin Mu was in an uneasy state.

20:35

Still, there wasn't much more he could do other than to let it be for the time being.

'Perhaps I still have more to learn… I'll understand what it was later.' Lin Mu said in his mind before focusing on the task at hand.

~HONGLONG~

His body was overflowing with Sword Intent as it solidified into his being. At the same time, Ocean Raker and Afternoon Pine finished their growth too and had stabilized.

~SHUA~

The Sword Dao Traces all disappeared with the wind as Lin Mu's body became fully visible in the sky again.

"He's done it." Crown Prince Feng Shun said, feeling proud.

"He managed to overcome the temptation." Lady Kang nodded, as if she already knew this was a gurantee.