The Supreme God of Martial Arts

A dozen young cultivators surrounded Austin. They all encircled him, trying to size him up.

"Hey, brat, how cthat you were just transported out of the tower? We were all forced to leave the tower half a day ago.

Something is going on here.

Tell us, what happened to you in the Spiritual Tower?" one of the young cultivators shouted at Austin.

Many of the young cultivators were at the Divine Bridge Realm. Since they noticed that Austin was just at the premium stage of

Bitter Sea Realm, they did not bother to show him any respect. They all seemed to glare at him with disgust.

"That's none of your business.

Get lost!" Austin snapped testily. He couldn't help but shout back at the young cultivator.

The way they had just treated him made him furious. The lack of respect from the way they talked to him and approached him

enraged him.

"What?

How dare you low life talk tolike this? You must be asking for your death."

The man who questioned Austin went ballistic with his reply. He had reached the preliminary stage of Divine Bridge Realm but this

brat was talking to him without any hint of respect.

"Damn it! Looks like you will not answer our questions obediently unless | teach you a lesson," he threatened Austin with an evil

sneer.

As soon as he finished his last words, he dashed towards Austin with so much ferocity. While advancing towards Austin, the

cultivator gathered vital energy on his palm in an attempt to slap him across the face.

Standing there unmoving, Austin looked so calm as he watched his opponent's every move. His opponent did not have any idea,

but he was communicating with the demonic sky vine.

In a flash, one of the plant's roots cout from his foot secretly and slithered into the ground silently.

During the split second that the vine moved stealthily, a crack appeared in the ground near the young cultivator who was going to

hit Austin. The crack caught the man off-guard.

It all happened so fast! One second, a hole on the ground just appeared out of nowhere just as he was approaching Austin. The

next thing he knew, a root as thick as an adult's fist grew out from the crack and lashed violently at him.

The force of the hit was so strong that the young man was blown into the air in an instant.

He fell on the ground several hundred meters away from where he had been with a loud thud. Clouds of dust surrounded him as he

landed on the ground forcefully. Gone was his sneer from a few moments ago when his face turned deathly pale as he spat out a

mouthful of blood.

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Meanwhile, the root went back to the rift on the ground as it disappeared in an instant as if nothing happened.

"What the hell was that?"

The young cultivators who stood there to watch the fight were all thunderstruck. They stared at the crack for a short while before

they shifted their gaze to Austin.

"This brat must have released that root, ' they all speculated while studying Austin. The confused and surprised expressions on

their faces made them look like their eyes were going to pop out.

"Wait a minute, this brat looks familiar,"

one of the young cultivators said as he scanned Austin up and down. He paused for a while to remember where he had seen the

boy.

"I think | have seen him somewhere else before,"

another young man followed. The young cultivators were beginning to identify Austin.

"Austin Lin! He is Austin Lin!"

someone from the crowd screamed in recognition.

"That's right! He is Austin Lin.

His portraits were everywhere in the entire East Mainland three years ago. No wonder he looks so familiar to me!"

another young cultivator exclaimed as he finally figured out why Austin's face was so familiar.

For the past times, Austin had been using other faces in disguise. During those times, nobody could recognize him as he freely

wandered around. However, he was not wearing any disguise this time.

As they heard their comrade exclaim, all the cultivators on the square fixed their eyes on Austin. Even the crowd of young men

who had surrounded him a while ago was now intently gazing at him.

"He surely is Austin Lin! We need to tell the other guys and our superiors about this."

Many of the cultivators there were from the three holy lands and the three prominent clans. The others were from sof the first-

class sects.

Upon recognizing Austin, they immediately took out their Contact Jade Slips. They used the slips to inform their companions, who

were on their way back to their sects, of Austin's appearance. They also sent messages to inform their superiors about the current

situation. They all had the sthirst to capture him and have their way at him for all the troubles that he had caused their sects.

Aside from his past deeds, Austin had also killed almost all the cultivators from the seven sects who were exploring the second

floor of the Spiritual Tower.

There was no way that these cultivators would let Austin go. They all wanted to avenge their fallen sect members.

Despite the commotion, Austin did not seem to be bothered at all.

Thanks to his powerful spiritual sense, Austin knew every move of all the people gathered on the square.

He was aware that many of them were sending their messages to their superiors and sect fellows through their Contact Jade Slips.

‘That's great! I'll just stay here and wait for them to avenge the death of their companions.

When they all chere, | can make all of them pay for what they did to our sect and to my companions, ' Austin thought as his

mouth twisted in a defiant sneer.

He stood there, watching like a hawk as he waited for his enemies to arrive.

Since he was now incredibly strong due to the hours he spent to cultivate and improve his spiritual sense, he did not fear the

disciples of these major sects. Aside from that, he was declared as the master of a great number of slaves in the Slave Tower.

These disciples did not know of the slave army he was in control now.

To top it off, his spiritual sense was much stronger than that of the Minor-perfection Realm masters now.

No one among the young generation could pose any danger to him.

Even if the Holy Sons of the three holy lands and the three prominent clans chere, he could handle them easily at the same

time. They were all making a big mistake of underestimating him.

A while after the cultivators sent their messages, a piece of news caused a stir among the cultivators in the Angel City.

Everyone was shaken up upon hearing it from their comrades.

They said that Austin showed up in the Spiritual Tower. Austin had been sought for by almost all of the sects, so the news about his

appearance spread like wildfire.

Three years ago, Austin was pursued by most of the cultivators in the East Mainland because he took the Purple Immortals coffin

with him and completely vanished.

Most cultivators assumed that the Purple Immortal's most precious treasures, magic weapons, and even the method to reach the

Immortal Transforming Realm were locked up inside that coffin.

That was why they went to great lengths to capture him in order to get a hold of that coffin.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

As soon as they heard the news, they wasted no tand immediately rushed to the tower. Plenty of cultivators in the Angel City

soared into the sky like a flock of crows eager to devour a dead meat.

In a flash, many cultivators landed simultaneously on the square. Seeing Austin made their anger flare up instantly.

"I will not let you run away, Austin!"

"You are doomed, you bastard."

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Most of the newcomers were from the three holy lands and the three prominent clans. Sof them were from the first-class,

second-class, third-class, and even the fourth-class sects. They all shared the shatred for Austin.

Even sindependent cultivators hurried over and joined the angry mob.

All of a sudden, the square beccrowded with people. Austin calmly shifted his focus on the growing crowd.

"Well, look at that! Looks like | am really popular. No matter where | go, | will always becthe center of attention,"

Austin said with a humorous laugh as he glanced at the people on the square. He was amazed that all these people were here just

because of him.

Suddenly, a tall man in black walked up to Austin with dozens of people behind him. The man was seething with anger as he

walked towards him.

"You murdered so many members of our Ji Clan. It's tfor you to pay for that," he said in a cold tone as he threw sharp looks at

Austin.

He was the Holy Heritor of the Ji Clan—Max. The furious aura radiated off of him like waves rolling in the air.

In another direction, a young man dressed in fine blue clothes also approached Austin with dozens of people tailing behind him.

"Austin, you took the lives of our Rudimentary Holy Land disciples. Blood for blood! You are dead meat," the youth in blue declared

coldly. He threw Austin a murderous look as he bared his teeth in pure loathing.

A vast blue sea laid behind him and stretched towards the horizon. All kinds of sea beasts jumped out of the water continuously.

That angry young man was the Holy Son of the Rudimentary Holy Land.

Following the two Holy Sons, the disciples of the Arcane Holy Land, the Vasteras Holy Land, the Shen Clan, the Kirin Sect, and the

Blue Sect also made their way to Austin and surrounded him.

Many of their fellow disciples from these seven sects had died at the hands of Austin in the Spiritual Tower. They could not forgive

what Austin had done to them.

A few hundred people from the seven sects gathered there. They glared at Austin with ferocious looks in their eyes. Each of them

was truly determined to take his life. It was like killing Austin was their most awaited prize.

However, even though Austin was outnumbered, he remained calm and composed. With his hands behind his back, he even drew a

defiant smile.

"Austin, drop the act. We know that you are scared. Do you think you can get away from all of us?" one disciple from one of the

seven sects shouted.

The way Austin acted so smugly enraged him. Despite their number, the brat still managed to throw them a mocking smile.

'He is completely surrounded. And the Holy Sons are here. However, he still pretends to be composed, ' the disciple thought.

"You are just a bunch of weaklings. Don't even think that you can traphere,"

Austin let out a scornful laugh as he responded with a dismissive sneer.