The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Under the dozen domes formed by archaic weapons, there stood more than ten masters.

"lI haven't seen so many archaic weapons in one place before,"

exclaimed Austin.

"You would be surprised...

But most masters who have reached a cultivation base of at least the Semi-holy Realm possess their own archaic weapons.

Only Semi-holy Realm cultivators have the ability to achieve the full potential of archaic weapons,"

the queen replied.

'| see... this is interesting, '

thought Austin as he processed this bit of information.

‘Cultivators below the Primal Holy Realm think of archaic weapons as incredible treasures, while most of the masters above the

Semi-holy Realm own archaic weapons."

"Can you maximize the power of that magic fan?"

Austin asked the queen.

He had presented the Rigid Fire Fan to the queen as a gift.

"No, | can't do that right now.

But when | reach the medium stage of Semi-holy Realm, | will be able to use its full force,"

the queen replied honestly.

At the stime, a dozen cultivators belonging to the South Continent started to move secretly.

They silently glanced at one another as they slowly headed towards Austin.

"Be careful. Seems like we have got company,"

the queen reminded Austin.

"Austin, I'd like to see who will cto your rescue this time."

A thunderous voice reached Austin's ears.

Sixteen cultivators surrounded Austin, glaring at him with hatred burning in their eyes.

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"Letguess.

| bet you're from one of the twelve sects or clans | have meddled with, aren't you?" Austin said indifferently, revealing no sign of

surprise on his face.

He had paid special attention to the people on the warship.

"Yes, indeed.

It would seem you're not an idiot after all.

But that doesn't change the fact that no one will cto save you this taround!"

a middle-aged man in black answered him with a sneer.

"It looks like your leaders are determined to kill me,"

Austin said, glanced at his enemies.

"Yeah, Austin... you must die and we'll make sure you do," an elder dressed in a red robe responded.

His smile was anything but friendly. There was a coldness that shone clearly through his eyes.

Austin used his spiritual sense to find that the fragrance of elixirs and herbs exuded from the old man's being.

Although the elder had attempted to hide the way he smelled, Austin was able to discover his secret with his strong spiritual sense.

"Hmm, | must say, I'm impressed with your small talk. But turns out, you're just an old bastard from the Magic Hand Sect, aren't

you?"

Austin said flatly, looking at the elder.

The old man in red felt a pang of anxiety in his gut. 'How did he recognize my identity?"

"There is no need to waste ttalking to him. Let's take care of this brat in case anything happens," a woman wearing indigo

clothes cut in sternly.

Although she was in her late forties, she looked still attractive.

Witnessing Austin being besieged by a group of people, other cultivators unleashed their spiritual sense from the distance in order

to check what was going on between them.

"Ha-ha. Do you realize we are at war with the demon race? All of you from the so-called superior sects are here trying to get back

at me.

| finally understand who you really are. You're nothing but a bunch of short-sighted, self-centred, egotistical assholes,"

Austin retorted with a defiant chuckle.

"What's wrong with them? We should all be focusing on fighting the demon race right now. Why are they fighting each other?"

"What's all this?

Aren't they all from the South Continent? Why are they trying to put each other down?

This is really bad move."

"These cultivators from the South Continent are not only weak but they're also stupid. This tis critical for the survival of the

whole PrMartial World! And here they are! Only thinking of their own private grudges. It turns out the people from the South

Continent are barbaric savages."

"Fuck you, you bastards. If all you want to do is solve your own problems, fuck off and don't get in our faces doing that. Don't screw

up our moods!"

Wild discussions broke out amongst the crowd.

Those who expressed their own opinions belonged to the three other continents. It was apparent that they were unhappy with the

conflicts between Austin and the other cultivators.

The demon race was presently at the cusp of trying to conquer the entire PrMartial World. It was very likely that the human

cultivators would go into war with demons soon.

It didn't make strategic sense for Austin and the other cultivators to fight against each other at this point.

So the reaction of those outsiders in the crowd were justified.

But the cultivators of the South Continent remained silent. They had heard a lot about what had happened between Austin and the

top sects and clans back in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.

It was safe to say that Austin was no stranger to most cultivators on the South Continent

Hundreds of cultivators from the South Continent instantly recognized Austin.

Their eyes were transfixed upon him.

Greed was evident in their eyes.

They were aware that Austin possessed four archaic weapons.

They were either at the Primal Holy Realm or Heaven Realm.

Getting hold of those archaic weapons would grant them an insane amount of power. This possibility was indeed a terrible

temptation for them.

But the harsh criticism that was levelled upon them by the cultivators of the other three continents had an effect on those who had

surrounded Austin. They were embarrassed of their greed.

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They had not expected their reaction to be that way.

'If we make a move right now, we might be faced with public outrage, ' the cultivators thought to themselves.

After thinking about it independently, they started to talk to one another through their spiritual senses.

"Listen everyone! Our real enemy is the demon race.

| think you must already know that demons are good at transforming and possessing people.

We should be vigilant at all times and should not give these demons the chance to sneak into our place under any circumstance.

I'm afraid to say this but | strongly suspect that there is a spy from the demon race amongst us all.

and he is... Austin Lin,"

the woman in indigo said surely all of a sudden.

"What? He is a demon?"

The woman's statement left the other cultivators shell-shocked.

"You can spin a bizarre tale the way you want.

But the fact is that you don't have any proof.

You just want to steal my weapons. If you want them, you can take them fromafter a fair battle! Why did you have to conjure

up such a disgusting excuse?" Austin snapped, smiling due to rage.

Austin was exasperated with the woman. He hadn't imagined that she'd go as far as to accusing him of being a spy from the

demon race.

"My friends, I'm telling you the truth and | have evidence to prove what | said.

People in our country have seen Austin release evil aura more than once.

The evil aura he unleashed was as pure as that of demons!

Austin, are you really going to deny that?"

the woman continued her speech, glowering at Austin.

Austin narrowed his eyes and squinted as if he was looking at a bug.

‘Many people were there when | displayed demonic skills and released the evil aura in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom.

It's hard to deny that. Now what should | do?"