The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Master, let's first find an inn where we can stay,"

Lange whispered to Austin through his spiritual sense.

"Okay, let's do that,"

Austin agreed.

Lange, along with other thirteen spiritual beings, walked through the streets with a large number of slaves behind them. As if this

was just a normal sight, this didn't arouse attention from anybody else.

The busy street was crowded with people. It turned out that most of them were slaves controlled by the spiritual race.

However, none of the members of the spiritual race appeared on the streets in their original form.

Even Lange and other spirits had entered the Soul Seas of the slaves, taking over of their physical bodies.

According to Lange, the members of the spiritual race liked to hide in the dark and were very unwilling to show their true form in

public. This was a custom that had been happening for a long tnow.

"What the hell! These spiritual beings are like mice who always lurk in the dark,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot could not help but laugh while spouting words of mockery.

"Don't be so rude. That's just how they are. They were born with that innate behavior,"

Austin replied with a faint smile.

"Wait a minute. Are you seeing this too? These people are cultivators for the trial. How did we not notice them immediately?"

Austin was surprised when they saw them from a distance.

Then, a large group of cultivators passed through the street where they were walking.

Like Austin, these cultivators had just recently entered this universe for the sole purpose of accomplishing the trial. Austin

recognized their faces immediately as he saw them a couple of times in the earlier stage of the trial.

"Why are they here? How could all these people have access to this city?

Hold on. Why does it seem like they are all controlled by the spiritual race? Don't tellthey have bectheir slaves?"

Austin was dumbfounded as he took a closer look at the cultivators in the city.

"What are you so worried about? It's normal. So many cultivators are entering this universe for the trial. It's not uncommon for

them to encounter the spiritual race and be captured by them,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot speculated.

"You have a point. I've seen their secret skill and it really is a powerful one.

Once you've beca victim of the Puppet Strings, nobody can get rid of it. As a result, they becslaves of the spiritual race,"

Austin affirmed the pot's speculation.

"What? Did you just see the people from the Mu Clan?!"

Austin's eyes widened as he saw sof the most unexpected people.

A group of people was roaming on a street not far from them. He quickly recognized their familiar faces and aura.

They were also participants for the trial. Among them was a tall young man wearing a beast hide. He was the young master of the

Mu Clan, Dempsey.

A dozen of earth immortals from the Mu Clan followed him closely behind.

"That's definitely Dempsey, the young master of the Mu Clan. Has he beca slave of the spiritual race too?"

Austin asked in disbelief.

"That's great!

| totally hate that bastard. I'm so happy that he is now a slave!"

Violet wasn't able to hide her excitement.

"The disciples of the Sun Palace? They're here too!"

As Austin looked around, he saw another unexpected group of people in the distance. He almost couldn't suppress himself from

shouting due to extrshock.

He clearly saw the tall young man with blond hair walking down the street followed by six powerful earth immortals.

It was impossible not to notice them since they were all bathed in seething waves of golden aura.

Austin had seen the young man before. He caught Austin's attention because his cultivation method was quite like the Golden Sun

Scripture.

As speculated by the Heavenly Majestic Pot, the young man should be a disciple of the Sun Palace.

"I saw that young man's power.

| can't believe that a man of his caliber would be captured and controlled by the spiritual race!

Don't you think there's something weird going on?"

Austin whispered to the Heavenly Majestic Pot in secret.

"Honestly, | do. This is kind of hard to believe. If these are just ordinary cultivators, then it's not at all surprising. However, these

are all strong people,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot said in disbelief as well.

"That's Pearce of the Tomber race!"

Austin and the pot had not even finished discussing the unusual situation in the city when Austin saw the young genius from the

Tomber race.

Though he looked a bit ordinary, Pearce was—without a doubt—more powerful than Darby. He was the best one of the younger

generation of the Tomber race.

There they saw Pearce walking on the street among a bunch of slaves. Seven earth immortals from the Ghostdom were walking

behind him.

"No way. This is crazy! There's definitely no reason for Pearce to be here!

Now | really have a strong feeling that there's something wrong going on."

Austin couldn't contain himself as he conversed with the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

Pearce possessed the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor.

It was known that it could devour every kind of soul, spirit, and spiritual sense.

Technically speaking, it could be said that its abilities could suppress the spiritual race to a certain extent.

Therefore, it was almost impossible for ordinary spiritual beings to take Pearce down quite easily.

In that case, one of the most probable explanation would be that he encountered an unimaginably strong master of the spiritual

race.

"I strongly agree!

There's something weird going on.

These young geniuses of the major sects, as well as the earth immortals accompanying them, were not easy to overcome.

It's absolutely impossible that the lot of them have been controlled by the spiritual race and bectheir slaves!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot agreed with Austin's opinion.

"We should immediately hide our aura. Those cultivators should not find us at any cost!"

Austin hurriedly decided as he had a bad feeling regarding the situation.

Then Austin and the Heavenly Majestic Pot immediately used the Aura Disguising Skill to alter their appearance and hide the aura

of their spiritual souls.

At the stime, Austin sneakily transferred Violet and his other companions into the Slave Tower.

Fortunately, Austin and the others had mingled with the slaves while in the city and kept a low profile all the time. Thanks to that,

they avoided recognition from the groups of cultivators.

"These people from the major sects must have sneaked into the spiritual capital as we did. They must have had the sidea as

us and pretended to be slaves of the spiritual race as well.

If that's the case, they intended to also find an opportunity to hunt the members of the spiritual race in the spiritual capital,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot elaborated his thoughts.

"I have a strong feeling that these cultivators are planning something big.

All of them must have ctogether. They were walking in different groups but | observed that they were exchanging information

through eye contact. They were looking at each other in such a stealthy way. It seems like a big plot is on its way,"

Austin explained as he continued observing the cultivators in the area.

"Yes, you're right. This must be the only logical explanation,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot also had the sfeeling.

"All right. For the tbeing, let's just further observe and see what they're planning to do.

We must find a good place to hide and wait to see what will happen.

One of my assumptions is that they will engage in an all-out battle with the spiritual race. If that happens, we can also take

advantage of that fight and fish for sloots!"

Austin told his plan with a wicked smile.

"You brat! What a clever idea. | really think that you're the bad guy. Ha-ha!

But it truly is a good idea. It's a smart move if we can take advantage of them.

Well, let's just wait and see what will happen,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot responded with a hearty laugh.

Soon, they found an inn at the spiritual capital where they could settle.

"Tell me. What do we have to do to kill a spiritual being?"

Austin summoned Lange and the other members of his race in his room for a thorough discussion.

"Master, we should not rush this. We can kill them one by one but we should prioritize in targeting the weaker ones.

Though spiritual beings prefer to hide in secret, we can still sense each other.

| suggest that the fourteen of us will identify and locate our targets, and then you shall wait for an opening to take action.

However, we must be very patient and careful in executing our plan.

The governor of this spiritual capital is the beloved son of a nobleman.

This nobleman has terrifying strength and also a very high status in the spiritual race.

If we are to be discovered accidentally and he finds out that we're causing trouble in the city, we'll be dead in no time,"

Lange said to his new master in a serious manner.

The other thirteen spiritual beings also looked nervous and serious.

It only meant that the ordinary spiritual beings were too afraid of the noble class in their race.

"I see. A son of a nobleman, huh? Anyway, we shouldn't have any problems as long as we take extrprecautionary measures.

Well then, let's get down to business.

Go and find our primary target,"

Austin gave the order with a straight face.

"Don't worry master, we have already found our first target. It's the owner of this inn,"

Lange immediately reported to Austin.

"The owner? That's really convenient. Let the hunt begin."

Austin was thrilled as he gave the order to commence their plan.

"In a moment, master. I'm going to take him in."

Lange turned around and quietly walked out of the room after finishing his words.

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