The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"It was probably the wizards of the darkness race that figured out where you are.

Bartholomew must have personally asked them for help.

Looks like the TChamber Sect and the darkness race are getting closer to each other. They may have already formed an

alliance,"

Austin responded after Winston informed him of the current situation.

"It certainly seems that way. Bartholomew is the most powerful among my five disciples. He must have been the one to discover

my whereabouts.

He was the one who attackedthe most in the past,"

Winston replied, nodding with hatred burning in his eyes.

He had given a lot of effort in training his five disciples to becgods of chaos, and he took great pride in that. He had not

expected them to then be the ones who would try to kill him, and get close to doing so.

The thought of it had sent him into a fury and he felt he could not calm himself down.

"Bartholomew...

Just wait and see. You'll pay for what you did, sooner or later!"

The pained expression on Winston's face struck a nerve with Austin too, who bit down hard and gritted his teeth as his own anger

began flaring.

Meanwhile, the Fallen Divine Valley had already left its original location and was flying off into the distance with great speed.

Winston was very familiar with the Absolute Space Sea.

He made sure to choose remote places to fly through especially, hoping to give them the best chance to put sdistance

between them and their pursuers.

At that moment, his five disciples were traveling through the Absolute Space Sea at an astonishing pace, rushing towards where

the Fallen Divine Valley had once been.

They were not wasting any time.

Before long, they broke into the space where they thought the Fallen Divine Valley should be.

Bartholomew had learned of its location before they set out. The moment they broke into the space, he looked around anxiously.

But to his surprise, he found nothing there but empty space.

"Damn it!

He knew we were coming. He's already made his escape!"

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Bartholomew cried out, his face darkening.

"What? We've been looking for him longer than | can remember. It took us ages to find him and now he's just run away? How can

that be?"

The other four gods of chaos could not believe what was happening, roaring to the sky in their frustration.

"Don't worry. | ordered my men to keep a close watch on this and the surrounding spaces before we chere. If anyone escaped

from here, they should be able to track them down.

I'm sure my men will find out where that old man is.

They are all gods of chaos,"

Bartholomew said slowly, deep in thought.

Coincidentally, when he finished speaking,

a god of chaos rushed over to them.

"Sir, we just saw a spatial treasure moving in that direction.

I've sent several men in pursuit,"

reported the god of chaos to Bartholomew.

"It has to be the old man. Go after him. Hold nothing back. | want him stopped.

He is very cunning. You must act fast or he'll get away again!"

Bartholomew shouted, barking his order furiously.

"Great!"

Winston's other four disciples were excited by the news.

How badly they yearned to kill him and put an end to all their troubles for good.

"Spread the word! | want everyone to hear my order.

Put all our men on tracking down that spatial treasure. Do not lose it!"

Bartholomew growled.

"Yes, sir!" responded the god of chaos firmly.

He turned around quickly and darted off dutifully.

"You are the best of the five of us, Bartholomew.

You've beca leader of the TChamber Sect. You're truly powerful and it's most impressive. We're very envious of you."

The other disciples cast jealous glances at their companion.

"Ha-ha-ha!

Don't be so modest. I've heard how well you guys have been doing all these years too.

But that doesn't matter, we don't have tfor this idle chit-chat. We need to hurry and chase that old man!"

Bartholomew said, exercising his superiority.

The five disciples gathered all their strength and flew off, using everything they had to move as fast as they could, chasing down

the Fallen Divine Valley.

Numerous of Bartholomew's subordinates followed the trail of the Fallen Divine Valley through the Absolute Space Sea.

Then, it arrived at a very remote area.

There was almost nothing in it; it went on forever, an endless and lifeless absolute space.

"Master, have we gotten rid of them?"

Austin asked.

"Not yet, we still have a large number of powerful gods of chaos hot on our tail.

They seem to have been able to track us. We're not out of the woods yet,"

Winston replied through a frown after sensing their surroundings.

"I recognize those gods of chaos. They're all Bartholomew's subordinates. Looks like he's sent his men to track you.

There's so many. It's going to be difficult to deal with them,"

the infinity beast said after sensing them himself.

"Let's keep going. We can't defeat them with our current strength,"

Winston sighed.

Then he controlled the Fallen Divine Valley and continued to run forward.

It was a brilliant spatial treasure, and under Winston's control, it moved at an unbelievable speed.

Not long after they had moved on,

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many people with powerful auras arrived at the desolate, remote space.

They were all gods of chaos.

They released their spiritual sense without hesitation to examine the area.

A moment later, they had found something.

"The spatial treasure was here not long ago.

We're going in the right direction.

But it's moving ahead fast and not slowing down at all. We need to hurry if we want to catch up!"

said one of Bartholomew's men.

They then used their bodily movement skills to go after the Fallen Divine Valley as fast as they could.

At almost the exact stime, another five figures with terrifying auras arrived.

It was Winston's five disciples.

"I can still feel the old man's aura here!"

Bartholomew exclaimed in surprise the moment they got there.

"Yes, | feel it too. That is without a doubt the old man's aura.

Ha-ha-ha!

We're not far behind, and we'll catch up to him soon!"

replied one of the gods of chaos as he laughed joyously.

"Let's hurry!

We can't afford to let him get away again. We need to kill him and put this all behind us so we can finally rest easy,"

added another disciple.

"Right. As long as he's alive, we'll always be worried and never get a moment of peace!"

another disciple agreed.

"Then let's get moving."

Bartholomew waved his hand and led the chase towards the Fallen Divine Valley.

There was a large group of his subordinates in front of them, following the valley closely and keeping them on track.