The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"I swear it, Austin! | will tear you into a million pieces!"

Bartholomew spat with indescribable fury. In the end, he had to return to the entrance of the Ninth Floor. He glanced at his nine

thousand fallen subordinates and clenched his fists. His heart sank for the number of lives that had lost because of Austin's

misdemeanor. He hated Austin then. But now, he could not find the right words for how much he detested the young man.

"Spread out my order! Tell the entire Ninth Floor to hunt down Austin no matter what,"

Bartholomew boomed, gritting his teeth.

"Also, require the other eight leaders of the TChamber Sect to send their people to hunt down Austin together.

Place Austin on the top of our enemies list.

In addition, all the people related to him, including the entire reincarnation race, are now recognized as our enemies.

If we cross paths with any of them, we will kill them mercilessly,"

Bartholomew added.

"Yes, sir,"

a god of chaos replied to Bartholomew's orders.

He was Briggs, the great general.

Among Bartholomew's subordinates, he was the most promising and the most capable.

"Wizards, when you go back, please tell the Lords of Darkness that from this day forward, the TChamber Sect will be willing to

join forces with the darkness race in the war they waged against the reincarnation race,"

Bartholomew said as he looked at the wizards of darkness race.

"That's great news!

Don't worry, Lord Bartholomew. We will definitely deliver your message to our Lords of Darkness.

Our race is more than honored to have the TChamber Sect as an ally!"

the wizards of the darkness race replied enthusiastically.

Of course, they would welctheir race as an ally since they are an additional force in their side. A powerful one at that, too.

Their kind was highly revered in the Absolute Space Sea.

"Yes, Lord Bartholomew. Austin is not only your enemy, he is ours too. We will try our best to hunt him down. As long as we have

any news about him, we will inform you immediately,"

one of the wizards promised.

"Ha-ha-ha! This is a favorable alliance.

From now on, not only will we end up as good friends, but we will also beccomrades facing the senemy,"

another wizard laughed heartily.

It did not take long before the eight leaders of the TChamber Sect received the massage from Bartholomew.

All of them were rattled with what they heard.

They all had the sthought running in their mind. The leaders all felt that Bartholomew was acting impulsively.

So, they immediately set out to the Ninth Floor to voice out their concerns.

"Bartholomew, you are being too impulsive with your decision.

Do you even know what this means? The TChamber Sect will be tied to the chariot of the darkness race.

We have no good reason to wedge ourselves between the longstanding war between the darkness race and the reincarnation race!

It's true that the reincarnation race is on the decline, and it seems that no one is powerful enough on their end to overthrow their

adversary,

but | have a gut feel that they are finally regaining their strength.

They are just hiding it from us so they won't garner any attention.

There will ca twhen the reincarnation race would return to its peak state.

When that tarrives, a fierce and extremely violent war will happen between the darkness race and the reincarnation race!

Don't you see it now?

What does the TChamber Sect have to gain from all this? Our members are going to perish for naught!"

one of the other eight leaders pleaded to Bartholomew to change his mind.

"I agree. There has always been no conflict of interest between our sect and the reincarnation race, so there is no reasonable

ground for us to participate in a war we are not even a part of!"

another leader added.

"Didn't you know? Austin had wiped out one-third of my men!

The Ninth Floor is a part of the TChamber Sect.

He killed my men, and that is equivalent to challenging us.

That is enough reason for us to wage a war! This is a blatant disrespect.

Are you going to stand by and do nothing?"

Bartholomew replied, dissatisfied that the leaders were not behind his decision.

"We understand where you are coming from, Bartholomew. We are also enraged with what the bastard did. But why should you

involve the entire reincarnation race? It's just a waste of tand resources!"

one of the leaders argued further.

"Guys, letput it this way. With the strength of the TChamber Sect, it would be really difficult to find Austin on our own.

From what | experienced with this annoying brat, he can be very cunning and difficult to deal with.

Only by cooperating with the darkness race can we find Austin,"

Bartholomew explained, sighing in frustration. He rubbed his temples, disgruntled with his companions" defiance.

"Even so! It's still not worth the war for a single person. You're right; it would be difficult to find him, but we can always send our

men to look for him. There are lots of options we can try. There's no need to associate ourselves to the darkness race!

This would bring us more harm than good!"

one of the leaders reiterated, remaining unmoved in his decision.

"Oh-hoh. Guys, if you only knew what kind of precious treasure Austin holds, | think you'd be the one to personally ignite a war

against this bastard,"

Bartholomew teased.

"Treasure? What treasure? You did not mention this before."

This information grabbed the attention of the eight other leaders. They listened intently, eager to know what wealth Austin was

hiding with him.

"Guys, have you ever heard of the Magical Polarity Token?"

Bartholomew slowly asked, enunciating each word, as if he was dangling a piece of meat to hungry animals.

"What? Are you serious?

Of course we know the Magical Polarity Token!

Is the Magic Polarity Token with Austin?"

The eight leaders’ eyes lit up with greed.

"Yes, it is.

There is no doubt about that.

If we catch Austin, we can take it from him.

Once we do so, it would be possible for us to create countless gods of chaos in a short period of time.

Just imagine. The overall strength of our sect will grow immensely—think about that! Isn't that enough motive to get behind the

darkness race?"

Bartholomew enthusiastically cooed.

Hearing what Bartholomew said, the other eight leaders stood up fervently. Just like that, their stance was starting to be swayed.

"Is this for real? Does Austin really have the Magical Polarity Token?"

one of them asked excitedly.

"Yes, I'm sure it's with that bastard.

Otherwise, | wouldn't spend so much energy hunting him down!"

Bartholomew replied as he gave his companions a resolute nod.

Originally, he did not intend to tell the other eight leaders this because he wanted the token all for himself. However, in order to

win their favor, he was left with no choice but to share this secret.

"If Austin really has the Magical Polarity Token, then it's really worth finding him at all costs,"

one of the other eight leaders agreed, greed twinkling behind his eyes.

The Magical Polarity Token was too precious. No matter which force got it, they could create numerous gods of chaos with it.

It would soon make their force soar.

Therefore, every force in the Absolute Space Sea was eager to get the Magical Polarity Token.