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The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Chapter 2823
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"What is happening? How could you be hurt like this?"

A booming old voice cfrom deep within the island.

The moment the ancient sword flew above the island, the spiritual soul of the Sword Palace emerged from it.

"A little bastard named Austin has broken into our world and slaughtered many innocent people. He intends to destroy our world!

Now our world hangs in the balance and is on the verge of destruction. We need your help. Please get rid of that that son of a

whore and teach him lesson,"

the leader of the Sword Palace replied, staring at Austin viciously.

"I see. Is that the guy?"

the old voice said again.

The source of the voice stared at Austin with his piercing eyes.

Immediately, Austin sensed he was being watched. A chill rose in his heart and all his hairs stood on end. He was on high alert and

quickly retreated tens of thousands of miles away.

"He is just a young man, an earthling. How dare he attack our world?

All right. Letsee what you've got little boy,"

the old voice said.

Suddenly a beam of red light rushed out of the island and charged at Austin.

The red light was made from pure sword light, and even though it was just a thin beam, it glowed brilliantly lighting up the entire

sky and could be seen from anywhere in the Sword World.

"Hah! I also want to see what you are still capable of, you old man," Austin snapped with a chuckle.

He swung his sword at the red beam. What he held in his hand was forged by a genuine immortal. Numerous sword-lights were

produced, each bearing the energy of fifty thousand sword moves.

In a split-second flash, the sword collided with the red beam of light.

Austin was slightly thrown back due to the impact. He coughed and noticed that he spat out blood.

What surprised him more was that the red light continued to cafter him.

While Austin was startled, trying to figure out what to do next, the Mysterious Magnetic Mountain lit up and rushed out of his body.

It created mysterious magnetic fields to shield him from the oncoming beam.

As soon as the red light entered the range of the mysterious magnetic fields, huge energy explosions took place, affecting a large

area.

Anything it cin contact with was completely destroyed.

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After a while, the energy that the red light had, quickly faded out.

Austin wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and levitated in the sky over a hundred thousand miles away from the

island.

"Which realm have you reached?" Austin asked, a trace of fear showing in his eyes.

"lI am one level higher than a sect ancestor. I'm at the Genuine Immortal Realm,"

the old man on the island replied after a long silence.

He was well aware of his level, power and strength, but he was shocked that he could not finish Austin off in one mere strike.

It was supposed to be just a piece of cake for him to take out a cultivator who could match a sect ancestor.

Meanwhile, Austin exclaimed to himself, "Hah! A suprgrandmaster of the Genuine Immortal Realm, dwelling in the Sword

Palace. | didn't expect that at all!"

Although he was shaken up, he didn't show his surprise and maintained an expressionless face.

‘No wonder the Sword Palace has survived for such a long time, and beca powerful force in the universe. It turns out its

suprgrandmaster is at the Genuine Immortal Realm.

No one would dare to mess with the Sword Palace because of him."

"Are you afraid now, Austin? No matter how powerful you think you are, you are still just a nobody compared to our supreme

grandmaster.

You have killed so many of our people. You are considered more than a criminal here. As punishment, cand end your life in

front of our suprgrandmaster!"

the leader of the Sword Palace said in a voice full of resentment and looked at Austin with a smug on his face.

"Boy, if you take your life yourself, you will suffer less,"

the old man said icily.

Austin didn't respond as he calmly readied himself. Was he that stupid to just do as these two morons demanded? A vertical eye

suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor.

The island was arranged with brilliant arrays to keep it invisible. Moreover, there were numerous formidable sword aura that

prevented others from perceiving it. So even Austin was unable to sense the mysterious old man with only his spiritual sense.

The Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor emitted cold light directed at the island.

A few seconds later, Austin could clearly see everything on the island.

Deep in the island was a hot spring blanketed with a layer of mist.

A plain looking old man with white hair sat cross-legged, levitating over the center of the spring with his eyes closed.

The hot spring gave off the immortal energy and entered the elder's body as if nourishing him.

With his spiritual sense, Austin watched the old man carefully. He noticed that the old man looked quite haggard.

'l gotit, '

Austin thought as he had an idea.

"What's going on?

Brat, you even have the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor? How can it be possible?

You are a just human being! How did you transplant the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor to the middle of your eyebrows and

integrate it?" the white-haired elder sitting on the hot spring said, opening his eyes abruptly. He thought he had the upper hand.

Now it seemed that Austin was going to give him a good fight.

He stared at the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor between Austin's eyebrows with his sharp eyes.

Shock was written all over the elder's face.

"It can't be! Tomber's blood runs in your veins! What the hell is going on? Who are you, brat?"

the white haired elder roared, losing his composure.

"That's none of your business,"

Austin sneered, his fear towards the elder already gone.

"Boy, you are so young but you have such power and strength. You are indeed a genius.

Unfortunately your opponent is me. | can exterminate you in a heartbeat.

So choose your next moves carefully, for they may be your last," the white-haired man snorted.

He released a strong power as it soared into the sky and enveloped the space where he and Austin were.

"Ha-ha! Stop bluffing, old thing! You can't foolwith your little tricks.

You can't kill me, and you know it.

Because you can't leave the hot spring.

Letguess. Perhaps you're too old, or you have suffered sfatal injuries in the past, so you have to stay in that spring to

keep you alive.

So even though you are more powerful than me, you can't leave that spring, let alone take my life.

If you could really kill me, you would have already done it earlier. You wouldn't waste your ttalking all these nonsense with

me,"

Austin retorted with a sneer, floating in the sky hundreds of thousands of miles away from the island.

"Austin you brat, our suprgrandmaster didn't make a move because he didn't want to lower himself to your level and deal

with a weakling like you. You'd better not provoke him!"

the leader of the Sword Palace shouted threateningly.

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The white haired old man remained silent.

A moment later.

"You're right.

| can't kill you now,"

the white haired old man said with a sigh.

"But aren't you afraid that | will take you down when | get better and can move freely?"

the white haired elder continued.

"Ha-ha!

Old man, your threat won't work on me.

| guess you have been here to heal yourself for a very long time. How long has it been? Years? Centuries?" Austin mocked.

"It's impossible for you to recover in a short time.

Maybe, after an eternity, you will really recover. But at that time, | might have already reached your level or | might have even

surpassed you.

At that time, | can take you out easily,"

Austin continued and sneered.

On the island, the old man with white hair was at a loss for words.

The silence lasted for a while.

"You're right.

Young man, | can't do anything to you now.

How about we forget all the old grudges between us?

It's better to make friends than to make enemies.

| can give you sadvice on your cultivation.

| am confident that | can help you progress a lot in your cultivation base in swordsmanship," the white-haired elder said.

His tone changed. He didn't sound as domineering as he did a moment earlier.

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