The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Not only Austin but also all of the masters did not even think of approaching the palace.

From afar, they could already see and feel the powerful aura being released by the figure standing firm at the doorsteps. It was as

if they were going to suffocate if they even moved an inch closer.

There stood an elder who was emanating a dazzling light. From where he was standing, it appeared as if he was completely

blazing.

However, contrary to the atmosphere he was emitting, the elder looked like an ordinary old man with white clothes on.

"You right there. You're the one who took away my natural vessel of immortal energy; am | right?"

the elder asked while glaring sharply at Austin.

That sent a chill all over Austin's body. He felt so helpless in front of this seemingly powerful beast.

"Ha! You even knew how to use that Taoist robe. Were those trees the ones who helped you?" the elder scoffed as he noticed

Austin's clothing.

"Well guess what? That robe is of inferior quality... and so it's useless. You may hold on to that if you wish,"

the old man continued to ridicule him.

To his relief, Austin could still sense no ill-intent from the elder's tone despite all he said.

"It's just a piece of cake for this old man to take my life in an instant, ' he thought to himself.

"Hmm, there are eight trees around here.

| think | owe them a debt," the elder mumbled in a low voice while ignoring all the other masters.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand. In the blink of an eye, it vanished into thin air.

After a few seconds, his hand reappeared with eight enormous trees wrapped around it. These were none other than the holy trees.

Obtaining an object from a great distance within seconds was an exceptional omnipotent skill, but to think that he did it to grab the

huge holy trees was even more unimaginable.

Cultivators had only heard about this in legends, but the elder gave them the shock of their lives by performing it right before their

eyes.

All the masters were stunned in astonishment.

‘This old man is definitely out of our league. We have not even seen his real strength!’ they thought to themselves.

"Damn it! Who the hell did this?!

We have been through so much, and finally met together. Who is conceited enough to disturb our peace?!"

the suprholy tree screamed furiously as it tried to free itself of the elder's grip.

"It is me..."

the old man replied haughtily with a smirk on his face.

"T-Taoist Ancestor?!" Sherman was taken aback upon hearing his voice.

"You old bastard!" the holy purple tree cursed.

The eight holy trees were all petrified at the sight of the old man. An abundance of mixed feelings surged out soon afterward. They

were mostly of anger, frustration, and recollection of the horrible past.

"You old fool, | wanted to settle the score with you a long tago.

You had the guts to take us into this remote universe, separating us in the process for several years... and now this? You must pay

with your life!" the suprholy tree shouted as it pointed at the elder's face with its thick branches.

The suprholy tree and the holy purple tree were hot-tempered. When they realized what was going on, they hastily went into

a rage.

"Just let it go, Woodrow. Don't you remember that the Taoist Ancestor helped us before?

If it weren't for him, who knows how many million years it would have taken before we had becthis powerful?"

Sherman tried to persuade and talk ssense into the suprholy tree.

"Little Woodrow, little Clint... would you mind tellinghow exactly are you going to makepay?" the old man asked with

interest.

He did not even sound angry. It just showed how confident he was with his power.

Austin becamused by the conversation. 'The suprholy tree always acts as a highly senior elder. Now, this old man is

calling him little Woodrow. This makeslaugh.’

The other masters in attendance got nothing to do but stand still and listen to the old man silently.

The elder referred to as the Taoist Ancestor was unbelievably powerful that he controlled all the space around him

"How about this, you old piece of crap? | remember you robbed a lot of treasures back then.

Where did you hide the most precious and valuable ones?

If you tellthat, then | guess we can call it even," the suprholy tree proposed cunningly, its leaves rustling restlessly.

It was as if it had waited for such a long tjust for this chance to come.

"Ha-ha! Oh, are you sure about that, little Woodrow?

The moment you get your hands on those divine treasures, a whole lot of noteworthy creatures from all over the universe would

know that. Those greedy men will hunt you down to obtain those treasures. Do you seriously think that you can fend off every

single one of them, and keep those treasures all to yourself?" the elder jested.

Upon hearing this, the suprholy tree got discouraged. It was hard for it to swallow the truth.

It understood that even if it could get those treasures, its life would always be on the verge of demise after that.

After a while, the elder diverted his attention to the other people in the vicinity.

"Interesting! Even the people from the Divine Sect and the underworld are here," the elder said while turning to look at the purple-

wearing individual of the Divine Sect, and the two masters from the underworld.

"l-It's a great pleasure to meet you, sir."

Trembling with fear, the man from the Divine Sect and the masters of the underworld mustered up their courage to finally speak

up. Then, they bowed their heads in reverence to this man with beyond godlike prowess.

The old man standing in front of them all was the legendary Peterson the Taoist Ancestor. He was renowned for being omnipotent

and undisputable in many universes.

"You can leave now.

Go and tell your superiors that the treasures you've been looking for are no longer here. They have been transferred to another

universe.

There's no use wasting your there.

It's up to you whether you believe it or not, but you probably know that | don't need to lie to you,"

the Taoist Ancestor declared flatly.

"Yes, sir..."

The man in purple and the masters of the underworld had no other choice but to nod repeatedly.

They knew that a person of Peterson's caliber had undeniable integrity.

It meant that there was no merit for him to fool people that were far beneath him.

"And you." Peterson shifted his gaze to another group of individuals.

"Stop looking for God's Burial Ground here. You cannot find it in this universe,"

Peterson told the top masters of this universe, including the leader of the Heavenly Palace.

"Well, that's it, everyone. The show is over. If you could please see yourselves out," Peterson the Taoist Ancestor said, while waving

his mighty hand.

Suddenly, a terrifying power was released and immediately enveloped the top masters. They felt a nauseous sensation, heads

spinning, and consciousness almost left their bodies. Right after, they noticed their feet touched the ground.

The man from the Divine Sect and the masters of the underworld could barely stand properly. They were in a state of shock, with

faces gone white, and stomachs almost turned.

'We just witnessed the true power of Peterson the Taoist Ancestor.

He's the most formidable figure in the Immortal World, known as the most invincible being, and none could ever go against him.

Of course, the old man we saw was just the Taoist Ancestor's spiritual soul mark.

We were completely overwhelmed; that's for sure, ' their thoughts screamed, as manifested on their faces.

Peterson's spiritual soul mark could kill all of them in the blink of an eye.

The three of them did not even manage to utter a word. Without wasting any time, they used their bodily movement skills and left

the Celestial Palace together with their people.

First and foremost, their goal was very clear. They only cfor Peterson's real treasure.

Knowing that the treasures could not be found in this universe, there was no more need to explore the palace and put themselves

in danger.

Before actually leaving the Celestial Palace, the masters from the underworld took the opportunity and made a move against Evil

Shadow King and Damon. They were able to deal a fatal blow, and ultimately held them captives. "Evil Shadow King, Damon, both

of you listen to me." One of the masters lightly slapped their cheeks to get their attention.

"It seems like you are on good terms with Austin; am | right?" the first master asked them.

"Yeah, they have a good relationship with him," the other master butted in.

"Here's the deal. I'm going to trade your freedom for his Taoist robe, together with the eight chaotic immortal trees. You better

hope he agrees," the first master said as they eventually took Evil Shadow King and Damon out of the place.

On the other hand, the leader of the Heavenly Palace and the other top masters continued exploring the Celestial Palace in search

of other treasures.

But no one dared to approach the underground palace.

"Young man, | know you took two of my natural vessels of immortal energy. Give them back to me,"

Peterson asserted as he stared at Austin.

Of course, Austin was reluctant to return the natural vessels of immortal energy, but the elder in front of him was far too

intimidating for him to refuse.

"Yes..." Austin muttered hesitantly. "Sir."

He managed to finish his sentence after taking a deep breath.

"Old man, what do you need those natural vessels of immortal energy for? They are of no use to you anymore.

Don't be so mean.

Besides, he got them with his own power. | don't think it's fair to just ask him to return them,"

the suprholy tree cut in abruptly.

It knew from the start that Austin's purpose was to utilize the natural vessels of immortal energy to progress the overall strength

and power of the creatures in the Immortal End World.

With all the meddling, it was doing a favor for Austin.

The fact was that the suprholy tree had spent a lot of tin the Immortal End World ever since Austin found it, and deep

down, it actually felt a tinge of bond towards that world.

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