The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"You are insane!

How dare you kill great warriors from our Primordial Sect? You little shit! You know what? You're a dead man,"

said the remaining Semi-emperor Realm warrior. His lips were snarled as he scanned over the bodies of his three companions.

Their angry eyes met and Austin, for a moment, caught a glimpse of awe mixed in with his rage. He didn't blhim. Austin had

killed his friends before he could even lift a finger to defend them.

"Fuck you! You don't scare me. You had your chance to defeat me. Now you can meet your friends in hell,"

Austin shouted back. Without wasting another moment, he ran forward and lifted his fist. The warrior bared his teeth and prepared

himself for the impact. Austin wondered why he wasn't trying to find a power to use against him. This thought had barely entered

his head when the physical strength from his fist ripped the space between them and the air was sucked out, leaving a vacuum

zone in front of him.

Knowing that he possessed the physical strength of twenty million pounds, Austin wondered what would happen if he used it

against a Semi-emperor Realm master. It was proven that it could grind down any Holy Realm warrior, so he expected a Semi-

emperor Realm warrior wouldn't stand a chance.

Feeling white hot, Austin really wanted to find the answer to his question during this battle.

"Go to hell!"

The warrior was so full of rage that he didn't seem to hear Austin at all. From where he was standing, Austin could see vital energy

pulsating from his body and into the air around him. It was violent and reaching out towards the sky like gigantic hands. It twisted

together, forming into a huge battleaxe, and before Austin could react, it swung at his torso.

Austin had underestimated the warrior's fighting skills since his friends had been so easy to kill.

Boom!

Austin's fist and the giant battleaxe collided with each other in midair. The warrior's eyes widened and Austin felt a smile grow on

his face.

A second later, they were both thrown backwards. The energy emitted from the collision was so powerful that it had destroyed

everything in its wake. The lake next to them had heated so high that bubbles were rising and bursting on the surface and geysers

were shooting into the sky.

The warrior scrambled to his feet and run backwards several meters before he cto a stop. Fear crossed his face as his jaw fell

open.

The ground where they had been standing was smoking and Austin was still sitting on his backside several yards away.

"How was that even possible? You can't be so strong. You are only a kid," the warrior grumbled.

Inferior warriors had never been a problem for him in the past. He had killed hundreds of them without hardly lifting a finger.

"Shit. It looks like twenty million pounds of physical strength won't work against a Semi-holy Realm Warrior. | need to think of

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something else,"

Austin muttered to himself, disappointed.

Unfortunately, it appeared that he would need to master the second level of the Grand Body Refining Skill before he could use

physical strength to defeat his enemy at the Semi-emperor Realm.

Even worse, this enemy was only a Semi-emperor Realm warrior. In order to win against the Emperor Realm warrior, he would need

a thorough understanding of the third level or even the fourth level of the Grand Body Refining Skill.

Clenching his fists in frustration, Austin made a quick decision.

"Forget it. | can't waste any more time. | need to get out of here before this gets worse," he said, turning and looking into his elixir

field.

His hands started shaking as he dug. That explosion had been so loud. Surely, the disciples from the Primordial Sect heard it. If he

didn't move fast, he would be surrounded and attacked by a group of competent warriors.

So, Austin cast a spell, took out his Spiritual Pot from the Omnipotent Pot--which was hidden in his elixir field, and threw it at the

warrior's Soul Sea.

While his enemy was distracted, Austin gathered the power of his Dominant Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship. Pulling it out, he sent

a flash of sword-light towards his enemy.

He waited while his Spiritual Pot pushed on, breaking into the warrior's Soul Sea. With a vibration, it crashed against his spiritual

soul.

The warrior bent over in pain before straightening up and trying to resist the pot.

However, it was too late. The pot had traveled too far into his Soul Sea for him to banish it. Austin saw his moment and pierced the

warrior's body with the sword-light.

Boom!

His body was reduced to bloody mist that crawled into the air and disappeared. The last one of them fell onto his side and panted

hard.

"You... You have lost your fucking mind. There are serious consequences for killing my people.

You can't just run away. | have used the Contact Jade Slip and sent a message to my sect regarding what has happened here.

Now the Emperor Realm warriors from the Primordial Sect are coming this way and you're a dead man,"

the severely injured warrior at the Holy Realm threatened. He glared at Austin through the deep pain in his eyes.

"Wait. How could | be so careless? | didn't even see him send the message,"

Austin muttered to himself, holding his forehead in his hand.

It didn't matter how annoyed at himself he was. He didn't have tto think about it. The warriors would be on their way. Gritting

his teeth, he released a flash of sword-light and killed the warrior instantly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he collected all the Space Rings that were lying on the ground.

Austin examined the rings. Since they had belonged to disciples from the Primordial Sect, they would contain a large amount of

herbs. And, at this point, anything was valuable to him.

As he tucked them in his pocket and prepared to leave, something felt wrong. He looked into the distance and squinted his eyes.

Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!

Sharp whistling cut through the air like knives and he knew they were heading directly for him.

His eyes scanned back and forth but he couldn't see anything. Panicking, he turned around and saw dozens of Emperor Realm

warriors charging towards him.

Standing there, his limbs froze. It would be nearly impossible for him to fight his way through so many Emperor Realm warriors. He

was tired from his previous battle and wanted nothing more than to escape without having to put in any more effort.

If they saw him run or teleport away, they would hunt him down. He couldn't risk being caught by them. They would execute him

for killing the other disciples.

His mind raced as he looked around, trying to find a way out before they got close enough to see him. He eyes stopped at the lake

and he raised his eyebrow. Without hesitating, he turned and dove into the lake. He moved so gracefully that he didn't even leave

a ripple behind.

He spread his arms and paddled downwards. Small bubbles escaped his lips and rose in a twisty trail behind him.

As he swam, he couldn't see the bottom of the lake. Murky blackness swallowed him as he traveled more than a thousand meters

below the surface. Finally, his feet sank into the mud at the bottom.

He waved his arm in a circle and transferred himself into the City Model. With great concentration, he turned the model into a grain

of sand and it fell, becoming mixed in with the sludge on the bottom.

He released his spiritual sense and looked up. He could see the sky as it danced, distorted, in the waves.

Shoop! Shoop!

The whistling sound returned.

A moment later, dozens of blurry figures appeared by the lakeside. Austin probed his spiritual sense further so that he could make

them out clearly. He could see vital energy emitting from each of them in waves. The waves swirled away at the ends in a way that

was unique to Emperor Realm warriors.

In the distance, more figures were approaching; however, they were on foot. They ran over the uneven ground towards the

disturbing scene.

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"What happened?

Who killed these four? Tell me!

| just saw them yesterday. They were alive and laughing with me. Can anybody tellwhy I'm looking at the pulverized head of

one of my brothers?"

questioned a young man that was dressed in white and tidier than any person Austin had ever laid eyes on. The man looked

disgusted as he examined the crushed bones and bloodied bodies of his brothers. His eyes lifted and he looked for the murderer

but there was no one in sight.

The area was covered in rubble and smoke. It was clear that a battle had taken place but it hadn't been between the disciples.

There was someone responsible for this and the man was going to find out who.

"This looks like something out of my nightmares. My brothers... They were murdered cruelly and their bodies have been reduced to

almost nothing. Who did this? Who murdered my brothers and how did the murderer escape without being punished? This is

unforgivable! It's a brutal crime,"

the man in white clothes shouted. His voice echoed between the heaven and earth so that the air vibrated. His eyes were wide and

darted around, ready to jump and kill the first person that looked guilty.

"Augustus, please calm down," another disciple said hurriedly, stepping forward from the others.

The man cursed and turned to the disciple that had spoken. The other disciples stepped backward and began trembling with fear.

The man wearing white clothes was normally kind towards the other disciples but when he got angry, he would spare no one.

"Augustus, | just received a message from the Contact Jade Slip. It says that it was this bastard who killed our fellow brothers,"

a short disciple said, handing him the Contact Jade Slip. Slowly, the clear image of a human materialized on it. It was Austin.

"Find him. There's no way he has escaped from the crscene. He must be hiding somewhere. Find this god damn bastard.

| want to punish him. After this, not even killing him a thousand times will feel like justice. After his arrest, | will hack him to pieces

and feed his bones and flesh to the beasts,"

the man snapped. He stared hard at Austin's image on the Contact Jade Slip, crinkling it in his hand from sheer anger.

"Consider it done,"

all the other disciples replied at once. None of them dared to defy his order after they saw how upset he was. There was no doubt

that Augustus would punish them like the murderer if they didn't find him.

Using their bodily movement skills, they scattered, searching the surrounding area thoroughly.

This area was occupied by the Primordial Sect. In that Sect, there were three hundred disciples that went into the Wild Herb Valley

for herb gathering mission. Among them, there were seventeen Emperor Realm warriors, which was impressive, even for a first-

class sect.

Before long, Austin's image had been handed out on the Contact Jade Slips of all the disciples, and each one of these disciples

began hunting him down with anger deep in their bones.