The Supreme God of Martial Arts

It was none other than Austin.

His demonic avatar, as it turned out, was the tall, eerie figure who hauled up Cal Song. With such strong force, it could almost

make him float from the ground, Austin leisurely walked up to his avatar.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, that the other cultivators surrounding the mountain couldn't do anything but freeze on

their posts and watch Austin and his demonic avatar from afar.

"Tell me." Austin directed to Cal, his gaze fixed and piercing.

"Are you from the Song Clan?"

With all his might, Cal tried to forcibly pull away from the demonic avatar's grip, yet failed. It was as if absolute weakness took over

his entire body that even lifting his finger was impossible.

In the pit of despair and fear, Cal seemed to succumb to defeat.

'l am at the mercy of something so sinister. What could | even do if he kills me?" he thought.

Cal couldn't let out a single word, let alone answer Austin's inquiry, because the demonic avatar was choking him.

One of the cultivators’ mouths fell open as he realized what was happening. "Someone attacked Elder Cal!" he exclaimed.

The rest of the cultivators squinted their eyes to try to get a clearer look. They were horrified when they realized that their fellow

cultivator's conclusion was right!

"Oh, no! It's a demon!

Elder Cal is in grave danger!"

The cultivators mistook Austin's demonic avatar for a real demon.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you conspire with the demon race to attack Elder Cal?"

A cultivator yelled at Austin, with a rush of anger seething across the entire clan.

"Everyone! Let's go tear this beast to bits!"

Hundreds of people dashed towards Austin and his demonic avatar, forming a circle with their adversary standing calmly in the

middle.

This couldn't be too tough for Austin, could it? He merely met them with a defiant sneer.

Then, barely moving an inch, he released the level four sword domain.

Within a hundred meters around Austin, the sword-lights gushed out to form a sphere. Streaks of sword aura gathered in this

domain.

None of the cultivators who stepped into this domain could move, for the sword aura impeded all their abilities.

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"Go to hell!"

These three words, Austin uttered in such unemotional tone. His hands remained behind his back and he didn't even break a

sweat.

The cultivators turned from flesh to powder in a smash, and the stench of blood lingered in the air.

"This can't be!"

The rest outside of the sword domain shook in fear by what they had just witnessed.

It was a crbeyond their comprehension. Austin had slain a hundred cultivators without even lifting his finger!

For these people, the way he did it was also unsettling in a weird way, if not oddly familiar.

"Oh dear, this is not good. We know him! He is Austin Lin!"

Someone who screamed Austin's nshivered in his realization.

"Yes, he is Austin Lin! | know him!"

Most of the cultivators in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom had seen Austin's portrait at one point or another.

It was what those top sects and clans had used in reference when they ordered their disciples to search for him.

As more and more people recognized this notorious figure, a deeper sense of fear

went up to their spine.

Austin rose to fin the South Continent after the war broke out in the Mysterious Sky City.

Everyone on this side of the world, cultivators included, couldn't stop talking about Austin striking down demon semi-emperors.

No one made a single attempt to be on Austin's bad side.

His battle force was too formidable.

This was why everyone present immediately froze upon recognizing him.

No one would dare hit him

or even let down their guard.

Swere afraid, too.

"Austin is alive... Unbelievable! How about we retreat now?"

someone whispered.

Using his spiritual sense, Austin was able to hear what this person suggested.

"No one can escape my wrath. When the night falls, all of you will be dead."

Austin's voice was cold, yet a wicked smile quickly climbed up at the corner of his lips.

As soon as he finished his sentence, evil energy began to surround his demonic avatar's hand.

It penetrated deep within his hands, and in a split-second, his grip around Cal's neck tightened even harder.

With a crisp, explosive sound, Cal's body blew up. There was no trace of him, save for a rain of fresh blood and flesh.

Austin's demonic avatar then activated the Poisonous Bee Attack.

No one could've prepared for what happened next.

As the evil energy gushed from the demonic avatar's body, hundreds to thousands of poisonous demonic bees emerged and

swarmed the cultivators.

"Aargh!"

A shrill of anguish resounded across the mountains.

The remaining cultivators met their demise with the demonic bees’ strike, turning them into a pool of blood in just a second.

Austin transported his over one hundred thousand members of the A.L. Army out of the City model.

"lI want them dead. Don't let anyone escape."

Austin's command went directed to Clark.

"Copy that."

Clark was on his feet, prepared for a battle that should end in their favor.

"Kill them all!" Clark bellowed, gesturing the army to attack.

The A.L. Army stormed their enemies with brute force, with no one intending to fail their commander's orders.

Austin's demonic avatar resumed his killing spree and chased after the remaining Holy Realm masters.

The party under attack wasn't going down without a fight. Even with Cal gone, there were still five Holy Realm cultivators. They

were sent by the five major sects, four clans, the Polarity Sect, the Celestial Gate Sect, and the Breeze Sect.

Unfortunately, hope quickly dissipated as the remaining Holy Realm masters ran away, fully aware that they were no match for

Austin and his demonic avatar.

The distance they had covered though was too short in the caliber of Austin's demonic avatar. There was nothing but blood and

disgraced pieces of flesh in the path they ran on after his attack.

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Meanwhile, Master Li and Priest Callum of the evil shadow race looked into the vast distance.

Like Austin, these two also had powerful spiritual sense force, so they recognized the catastrophe that befell.

The two suddenly burst into laughter.

"Isn't this great?

We've got nothing to worry about," Master Li said.

It seemed that they were even enjoying this.

Those with weaker spiritual sense stared at Master Li and Priest Callum with bewilderment.

'How can they laugh like that when we've been swarmed by enemies?’ they mused.

"Hey, you two! What are you laughing at, huh?

Can't you see the danger we're in? Shouldn't you focus on coming up with a solution?"

Herbert lamented to Master Li and Priest Callum.

This man wasn't the type to keep things to himself. He had also grown arrogant due to the kind of treatment he received from

others.

Those who got along well with Austin were able to tolerate Herbert, for the former's sake, not his.

Nonetheless, this was why he felt confident talking down the two elders, as if he had nothing to lose.

"It's good news for all of us, Herbert," Master Li assured.

"You'll see, you'll be far happier than | am."

"Did these two codgers get possessed by the enemy? Have they lost their minds?"

Herbert whispered to Evan.

He wasn't the only one confused. The rest could only scratch their heads over Master's Li's words, which sounded more like a riddle

than a prophecy.

Suddenly, they heard a voice from out of the blue.

"How are you doing, guys?"

A tall and thin figure slowly took shape in the sky.

"Who is this person? Are we in another trouble?" was the collective apprehension amongst the mountain people.

They held their breaths as the figure was fast approaching them.

Interestingly, Master Li and Priest Callum appeared the least surprised or petrified by this sight.