The Supreme God of Martial Arts

After Austin finished off Abbott and his two guardians, Violet also found Evan and Herbert and got them out of prison.

Their bodies were covered with cuts and bruises and were too feeble to utter a word.

When Austin checked on their condition, he was relieved to see they only suffered minor wounds. These weren't serious, and they would soon recover.

It was deep-seated hatred for Austin and the innate ferocity of their members that led the Blood Wolf Team to treat Evan and Herbert like dogs. They bashed them, then kicked them, and tortured the two in every possible way. As a result, the two disciples were beaten so badly, and were left with bruises all over in the few days when they were held captive by the Blood Wolf Team.

After Austin left the house, he ordered his men to set the Blood Wolf Team's stronghold on fire and burn it to ashes.

The battle ended with the complete annihilation of the Blood Wolf Team. Over two hundred warriors, several dozens of maids and servants, who could barely fight, were all wiped out. There was not a soul left alive after the slaughter.

The news about the fight soon spread like wildfire all over the imperial capital city early the next day.

At the moment in every household, road, and lane, people were discussing the news. They engaged in heated exchanges from the information they heard. Arguments would occasionally break out when two parties had opposing views.

The most significant news was the death of Abbott, the powerful but ruthless overlord, a dominant figure of the Violet Orchid Empire.

Warriors in the imperial capital city were stupefied when they first heard the news. Then they shook their heads in disbelief. Impossible! They thought, 'Abbot is dead? Are they kidding?" Abbott was not as famous as the Sect Leaders of the five great sects. But the Blood Wolf Team did better under his leadership in the past few years. Eventually, the Blood Wolf Team gradually caught up and was soon on a par with the five prominent sects when it cto strength and power.

Moreover, Abbott was also a mighty figure. Having achieved the medium stage of the Mysterious Realm, he was among the few considered as a real master in the Violet Orchid Empire.

Although Austin won the championship in the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games, it was only the first tthat people saw him and his exceptional talent.

The Outstanding Talents Exchange Games was a competition intended for the young generation. Being the winner in that contest didn't necessarily mean that Austin had the ability to challenge the masters of the older generation.

What made the news of his death more dubious was the fact that Abbott was a famous martial arts master known for his cruelty.

So it was not surprising that people who learned of his death were unanimous in their disbelief.

But once the news was confirmed and backed by evidence, they were all dumbstruck.

On that day, Austin's nwas brought up thousands of tin discussions among crowds in the imperial capital city. What happened to Abbott was incredible.

The young man who topped the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games becthe center of attention. . . .

However, Austin was oblivious to all the fuss about him in the city.

After burning the Blood Wolf Team's place down, he immediately led his men back to the palace where he was staying. He returned the horses to their stables and the weapons to the storage.

Then he did a rough assessment of what he had lost in the battle. The ten corpse generals were all there, undamaged.

Unfortunately, he lost forty of his five hundred guards in the battle. It pained him to think about the death of these soldiers. But when he reflected on what they gained from the lives sacrificed—Abbott's death, Austin felt slightly better. The number was insignificant compared to the accomplishment they had achieved.

Once he was sure that Evan and Herbert were resting comfortably in his palace, the young warrior immediately ordered his men to send for the best doctor, and buy the most effective pills and elixirs to treat them so they could recover faster.

It was no secret that Austin was very wealthy now. His Space Ring was full of vital energy crystals. But even the young warrior had no idea how rich he was.

Aside from the many vital energy crystals he had accumulated, the fifteen million that were awarded to him by the Emperor multiplied his stash considerably.

After he arranged for all that Evan and Herbert needed, a servant escorted a eunuch into the room.

"Sir, | was sent by the Emperor to accompany you to the imperial treasure house so you can pick martial arts manuals of your choice," the eunuch informed Austin.

As he spoke, he gave Austin a flattering smile.

According to the rules, the top winner of the Outstanding Talents Exchange Games had the privilege to go to the imperial treasure house to select three martial arts manuals.

Compared to the five famous sects, the properties of the royal house were much more substantial, and their strength much more staggering. Therefore, Austin assumed the manuals collected by the royal house and stored in the imperial treasure house might be more valuable than the manuals which the five sects possessed.

He was excited to find out what kind of manuals he would find stored in the royal house.

Politely, Austin said, "Okay. Please lead the way." The warrior followed the eunuch and headed for the royal palace.

The royal palace was as magnificent as it was massive. Inside, pavilions and buildings were built close together.

Thanks to the eunuch's familiarity with the twists and turns that would lead to the palace, Austin avoided getting lost in the crisscrossing paths. Finally, he arrived at the ancient structure after an hour's journey.

As they approached, Austin raised his head and saw a plate that hung on the building's facade. Inscribed on it was the nof the palace written in ancient style calligraphy. The inscription read Imperial Treasure House.

The words glimmered proudly under the sun, giving off a noble and grand aura.

"Sir Austin, please followto the entrance of the treasure house.

You are free to look around the treasure house. But | have to remind you beforehand that you must always remain quiet while inside. No one is allowed to speak loudly inside the place," the eunuch warned.

He checked if Austin understood him.

The imperial treasure house, owned by the royal family, was where their most valuable heritage was stored. The eunuch's expression turned grave as soon as he stepped inside the grand building.

"Okay, | get it. Don't worry. | chere with the sole purpose of selecting smanuals. | swear | won't make a sound," Austin assured him.

For good measure, he smiled sincerely at the eunuch.

Bowing, the eunuch replied, "Thank you for your cooperation." He signaled with a nod to inform Austin they would be entering the imperial treasure house.

The moment Austin set foot in the treasure house, he immediately felt a dignified and stately aura fill the air. The countless precious treasures with a long history gave off an ancient and natural flavor to the revered place and awed him.

At the stime, Austin also sensed something intimidating and suppressing that mixed in the air, making it difficult for people to breathe.

It was with much caution that the eunuch made his way around the treasure house as if he was walking on thin ice. He took great effort to avoid taking a wrong step.

Fortunately, Austin's spiritual sense was particularly strong. He soon composed himself and managed to dismiss the ominous suppression in the air. He walked briskly while inside the house, no longer affected by what he felt earlier.

After a cursory inspection of the place, he found the first floor of the treasure house packed with racks that displayed numerous weapons of every kind.

There were sabers, spears, swords, halberds, rings, hammers, hooks, chains, and everything you could name, and sother rare and strange weapons that one could hardly imagine.

Every weapon gave off a beam of radiance. Sharp and cold light filled the air, which gave the impression that a person was soaking in an ice cellar.

As the light touched his skin, Austin felt every pore in his body chilled.

The skilled warrior realized he was looking at unconventional weapons.

On display were high-grade spiritual weapons, low-grade sacred weapons, medium-grade sacred weapons, and high-grade sacred weapons, among others. Because of his sensitivity, Austin also felt several life-and-death battles sealed in every weapon.

And every item appeared as if they were alive.

"Sir Austin, the first floor of the treasure house is for weapons," the eunuch announced. "As you can see, they are all treasures of the royal family.

You can visit here briefly. But unfortunately, you can only select manuals from the treasure house at this time.

Those weapons are not on the list for selection," the eunuch told him in a low voice.

He noted that Austin stopped and focused intently on the weapons displayed on the racks, and knew the young warrior was very interested. But it was his duty to remind him of the purpose of their visit.

"Okay, thank you. | usually use swords as my weapons for fighting. So, | am very interested in all kinds of swords. | wish to visit the area where the treasured swords are stored. | think it's a great chance to open my eyes.

But don't worry. | only want to take a look. | have no desire to take any of them," Austin assured.

The eunuch considered, then said, "Okay. | will take you to see the racks where the swords are displayed." Once more, he nodded to signal they were leaving and led the way. They made their way through a narrow winding path.

Finally, they cto a row of weapon racks.

The sight left Austin speechless. His eyes rolled in amazement. Every kind of sword—in all shapes and sizes— were crammed in the racks.

By his estimation, there were over a hundred long swords displayed there.

Three aged men in sackcloth were strolling in the area. With their hands behind their back, their eyes had a stern look. Occasionally they would stop and point at a particular sword then would whisper to one another. It looked as if they were exchanging opinions about the different swords.

The eunuch was startled when he saw the three. He flinched but greeted them, his tone fearful.

"Pardongentlemen," the eunuch began politely. "I am sorry to disturb your appreciation of the swords." "Oh, it's you, Riley! And there's a kid with you," one of them said.

He spoke without turning to look at them. This man didn't care who cto the place, anyway.

"Yes, sirs. The Emperor has given orders to bring Sir Austin here to select manuals.

But he's very interested in swords, so | had to bring him here to admire the treasured swords in this area," the eunuch explained.

He spoke with much reverence.

"Admire the swords?" All of a sudden, the three men turned to look at Austin at the stime, their eyes as sharp as eagles.

Facing the eyes boring into him, Austin felt his soul surge turbulently as if he had fallen into a sword tomb.

Every cell in his body felt like it was wrapped by cold icy sword auras.

And he felt real pain as all this was happening.

The looks the three men gave Austin created illusions for the young warrior. At that moment, all his mind was filled with sword auras.

And all he saw were sword auras in every direction of the place.