The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Austin's attention was caught by a pool of blood on the ground.

It was thrumming with energy that seemed to be calling to him, so he released a wisp of his spiritual sense to check on it.

Bang!

To his utter surprise, his spiritual sense lit up in flames before it could even fully grasp the nature of the spilled blood.

The energy surrounding the blood had burnt his spiritual sense to ashes.

Now that piqued his interest even more.

He released another surge of his spiritual sense, this tat a more powerful level, and directed it towards the pool of blood.

Bang!

Another wave of energy blocked his spiritual sense, the clash of the forces sending him flying off his feet.

He landed hard on a corner, hitting the stone wall of the cave.

'What the hell!" For a moment, Austin felt a little helpless at being caught off guard. Twice now.

"It's just a pool of blood. | can't believe it managed to knockoff my feet!"

If nothing else, it only supported his presumption that the broken corpses that lay in front of him must have belonged to very

powerful beings.

If the blood they left behind held such a potent energy, even masters of the Divine Realm probably wouldn't stand a chance

against these dead warriors.

"These bodies must have belonged to the ancient divine gods!" he murmured to himself.

He becsurer of it at every moment that passed.

He had further questions, of course, but right there and then, he could cup with no other reasonable explanation.

What other being could have possibly been more powerful than an ancient divine god?

He braced himself for the task at hand.

He tried various ways to control and absorb the energy contained by the blood, but failed each time. Pretty soon he found himself

covered in bruises.

He was exhausted, but still no closer to penetrating the energy barrier of the leftover blood. All he could show for his efforts was a

fatal accident where a broken Divine Ruling Chain flew out from one of the corpses and cut Austin's body in half.

Fortunately for him, he had learned the Phoenix Nirvana Skill. He hastily employed the technique and brought himself back from

near death.

‘Forget it." He shook his head and dusted himself. 'There seems to be no way to absorb this energy.

He turned around, intent on continuing on his journey and forgetting this disappointing episode.

He had taken only a few steps before he noticed another thing that made him pause.

"What?! Those are..." Around a crack in the space, countless dots of light were floating about, looking like dozens of fireflies.

Austin kept still as the tiny bright dots flitted past him.

He then opened the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor to take a careful look at them.

He could vaguely feel that something eerie was afoot among these balls of light.

"This is quite strange," he murmured to himself.

When he took another closer look at one of the shining dots, he discovered that it contained a very profound original energy.

Intrigued, he released a wave of his spiritual sense to take a keen feel of the dot.

Almost immediately, he felt a violent quiver through his soul.

When his trembling died down, he found that his spiritual sense had managed to enter the dot of light.

"No, no, no!" A roar full of outrage rang around the space and made Austin's eardrums ache.

"lI am the most powerful warrior among Queen Siobhan's subordinates! | played a huge part in Emperor Haidar's conquest against

the tribes led by his enemy Elliot!

To think that | would be framed by one of Elliot's minions and have him destroy my divine core! This is unacceptable!"

In the distance, Austin could make out the figure of a man atop a powerful horse.

His silver armor was coated with blood, and he held a long spear in one of his hands.

He was hollering to the sky. "Queen Siobhan! Emperor Haidar! Elliot!"

The mention of those three names had Austin speechless and rooted to the spot, so amazed at what he was hearing.

Those three characters were renowned, unparalleled beings.

Austin thought it safe to say that there was no one in existence from his homeland who did not know of these legendary figures.

"I fear none of you!" The man kept on his furious tirade, his roars ringing off into the space like dull thunder.

"None of the battle between real, giant swords, nor your little, devious tricks! My Heavenly Fighting Skill is comparable to none!"

Then he bounded of his horse and raised the silver spear in his hand.

It flashed a blinding light, like a silver sun shining on both heaven and earth.

Unbidden whatsoever, the armored man began to chant. "The first essential point to the Heavenly Fighting Skill is the will! The will

goes first, and the mana goes second!" "Is he perhaps talking about the legendary fighting skill of the divine god?" Austin

murmured, astounded and giddy at this unexpected discovery.

In the following moments, the silver-armored rider proceeded to display his skills.

The interesting bit was that he was naming and chanting every cultivation method as he demonstrated each skill.

Austin was mesmerized at this stroke of good luck.

He could take this chance to learn it—the skills of a divine god! Keeping his excitement down, he directed all of his focus on the

man.

He was careful to take note of every little detail, every little movement. He watched intently, silent and motionless.

"The Heavenly Fighting Skill has three moves. The first move is the Sky-piercing Skill!"

The man's spear once again flashed a dazzling light.

In the next moment, the infinite power of law and order turned into numerous runes that danced through the air before converging

into the weapon.

Whoosh!

The silver spear suddenly shot out.

Midflight, its blinding light gradually dimmed. It slowed down as it flew forward, and grew dimmer and dimmer.

'What was that?" Austin stared at the spear, confused.

As a magic skill, the attack the man had just displayed was extremely ordinary. Austin didn't see any significant point to it.

Still, he swept his doubts aside and renewed his focus as the man grasped the spear once again.

Austin was firm in his resolve to take in every single minor detail to what was before him, and he was determined to see it through.

He concentrated on the man's chants and actions through every cultivation method.

"The second move, the Sky-collapsing Skill!"

The man raised the spear and struck it forward.

Even before the man swung the weapon, Austin could already feel that this was a much more powerful move compared to the first

one.

Bang!

It landed with a heavy thud. The space where the spear sliced the air exploded in its wake.

The explosions were continuous, as if hundreds of grenades were floating invisibly in the air, and triggered each other.

The ruckus it made could be heard even from afar.

What amazed Austin, though, was the fact even as the man withdrew his spear, the violent explosions continued in the area where

the weapon had cut through.

And there were no signs that the eruptions were stopping anytsoon.

"Whoa!" Austin couldn't stifle his gasp.

He might not have been able to see the significance of the first move, but he certainly recognized the terrifying potential of the

second move.

If he happened to employ this technique, he could start an endless series of explosions. It was truly a legendary skill.

"The third move, Sky-devastating Skill!"

The man had turned to the other direction, away from the ongoing explosions.

Austin turned abruptly as well, in order to keep up.

But at that smoment, eighty-one figures suddenly appeared in the distant void.

They looked to be roughly the ssize as an average man, but had bodies of beasts beneath human heads.

Swere breathing out fire, swater, and there were others who had thick fog spilling out of their mouths.

Without warning, they all charged at the armored man. "Watch out!" Austin cried in alarm.

"Ahh! You brats!" The man grumbled. He seemed to have awakened from the stupor that was his skill exercise upon hearing

Austin's warning.

"Just be open and aboveboard! Quit using your dirty little tricks!"

He was roaring angrily as he met his attackers head on.

Meanwhile, the man was not the only one whose attention was caught by Austin's sudden yelling.

All of the eighty-one figures had their eyes fixed on Austin, furious that their plan was foiled by this mere mortal.

As if communicating internally among themselves, the chimeras all turned their heads in perfect coordination, and stared at Austin

with wet, murky eyes.

The moment their sight fell on him, Austin felt a heavy pressure bearing down on him.

He felt as if the earth and the sky were trembling, and he had an impending sense that the whole world was about to be destroyed.

Then, his spiritual sense was forced to retreat.

Bang!

In the next instant, Austin saw the space crack shaking violently.

Countless dots of light began to emerge from the crack, emitting more energy pressure.

Crack! Crack!

It was Austin's body, and he could hear it slowly breaking. In a matter of seconds, his body was shattered into various pieces, with

endless cracks running through his skin, and blood spurting out here and there.

He realized that he had incurred the wrath of those monstrous figures. He had somehow done something wrong and was about to

be killed.

"Fuck! Am | going to die here?" He felt a twinge of regret. Had he known what was coming, he wouldn't have entered that dot of

light, and he wouldn't have involved himself in such a disastrous mess.

Bang!

A particularly terrible energy pressure rolled from the space crack and towards Austin. It was heavy and oppressive, and try as he

might, it was impossible to escape it.

Austin was turning desperate when suddenly he heard a voice cfrom his Slave Tower. "What?"

A tiny figure then emerged from the Slave Tower and stood beside Austin.

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