The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"The Saint Pill Array is already in my control,"

Angus said to Austin through spiritual sense.

Upon hearing this information, Austin breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He felt his nerves slowly calming down.

The Saint Pill Array possessed immense power that Austin felt that his skills wasn't strong enough to handle such a thing.

Austin informed Godwin, Julius and Peter about the situation through spiritual sense.

The three of them were both surprised and delighted when they learned the good news.

This was due to the fact that the Saint Pill Array had put too much pressure on them.

Now, with Angus handling the Saint Pill Array, they were brimming with joy since one of their allies could control the powerful item

with ease.

Everyone in the square was astonished.

Speople couldn't believe their ears. "I'm Angus, the founder of the Magic Hand Sect."

These words shook the very foundations of the Magic Hand Sect.

Most of the people's attention were focused on the platform in the center of the square.

At the apprentice ceremony, Trahan had just worshiped a portrait of the founder of the Magic Hand Sect on the platform.

The crowd gazed up at the white-haired old man in the black robe who was floating above the square. They then glanced over the

portrait which was hanging on the platform.

Their assumptions were correct!

The floating old man and the person in the portrait was indeed the sman!

More and more people began to put two and two together.

"Whoosh!" All of a sudden, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky over the square.

His eyes were fixed on Angus.

"You... You said you are... Are you really our master? Really?"

He was a grey-haired old man that sported a red nose reeked of wine.

Austin recognized at once who the old man was. It was Elder Drew. He remembered back when he sneaked into the Magic Hand

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Sect and worked for Elder Drew as a refinery assistant.

Austin was surprised by Elder Drew's questions.

'Is Elder Drew a disciple of Angus?' he wondered.

Elder Drew continued to stare at Angus with doubts, expectations and excitement glistening his eyes.

He thought Angus had died long ago.

But now, Angus was standing right in front of him.

"How are you doing, my little Drew? Have you forgotten your master already?"

Angus asked while looking at Elder Drew with doting eyes.

He recalled what Elder Drew looked like when he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

At that time, Angus took him as a disciple when he saw his pill-refining talent. However, it wasn't long before Angus was murdered

by Lyman.

"Master, it's really you!

| missed you, master!"

Elder Drew knelt down in front of Angus and began to cry like a child who was lost in a sea of strangers.

Angus calling him 'my little Drew' made Elder Drew burst into tears. The old man in front of him was the master he missed every

day in his life.

There was absolutely no other person in the world who would call him 'my little Drew" except Angus.

Austin almost laughed out loud when he saw Elder Drew crying like that.

‘Elder Drew is as eccentric as ever.

It's so funny that such an old man is crying like a child in public, ' he mused.

"No! It's impossible!

You're not Angus!

Angus died a long tago!

You must be pretending to be Angus! Austin must have us for fools, that son of a bitch.

Everybody, don't believe him! This man is a fake!

My master Angus died five hundred years ago!"

Lyman suddenly let out a hysterical scream out of nowhere as if he were mad.

By now, he totally lost the control of the Saint Pill Array. Despair began smothering his heart. He knew that things were getting

worse for him.

"Lyman, you traitor! You deceived and murdered your master. You still refuse to face the reality by now. How dare you?" Angus

scolded him in a cold tone.

His eyes fell on Lyman like sharp knives.

"Lyman!

You bastard! Our master was so nice to us when we were young, like our father. How could you do such a wicked thing to him?

You're a despicable and ungrateful beast!"

Elder Drew glared at Lyman with eyes that were glowing red with rage.

"Lyman! You fatally woundedbecause you coveted my Scorching Evil Fire.

Fortunately, strands of my soul have lingered up to this day, and now that I'm alive, | can see the sky again.

Lyman, | have been so kind to you in the past. | spent almost every resource | have to develop you.

And then after all that, you ended up stabbingin the back.

Now, Lyman. I'm here to collect everything you've taken from me!"

Angus’ voice was cold and sharp, his killing intent evident with each word he said.

Moments after uttering his words, Angus began to advance towards Lyman.

He made a gesture and sent out his vital energy. It vanished into thin air in an instant.

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang and the entire square shook.

Dozens of light pillars made by spiritual power that were thick as large tree trunks burst out from the Saint Pill Array and fell down

towards the square below like rain drops.

Angus aimed the spiritual power light pillars at Lyman from all directions, effectively limiting the areas where he could hide.

"No, master! Forgive me! | know | was wrong," Lyman exclaimed as his face turned pale white.

As the spiritual light pillars were closing in on him, Lyman desperately dashed out of the square as fast as he could.

However, all his efforts to escape were in vain.

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Both the speed and power of the spiritual light pillars were tremendous.

Lyman's cultivation was at the high level of Semi-emperor Realm.

But even though he had a high cultivation level, he was too weak to resist the strength of the spiritual power light pillars.

There was no escape for him.

With another bang, the thick spiritual power light pillars all hit Lyman directly.

Lyman's body collapsed in an instant, disappearing completely like melting snow, as if he had never existed.

All the people who witnessed this showcase of vengeance felt their scalps tingle.

The Saint Pill Array indeed possessed immense power.

It could kill a high level Semi-emperor Realm cultivator within seconds and erasing any remnants of its target.

Lyman's demise cat the hands of the newly-resurrected Angus.

Angus breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally got his revenge by ending Lyman by himself.

Austin happily smiled upon seeing Angus accomplish one of his goals upon returning to life.

"So, all of you... "

Angus’ voice resounded throughout the square. His eyes slowly scanned the people from the Magic Hand Sect.

Up to now, only Elder Drew admitted Angus as his original master.

None of the other people from the Magic Hand Sect, including the reclusive elders to the ordinary disciples, had declared their

opinion.

However, upon seeing the old man's display of his power, all the people in this square had fully understood. The white-haired old

man in a black robe was indeed Angus, the founding father of the Magic Hand Sect.

They also believed that Angus told them about Lyman murdering his own master five hundred years ago.

"I'm disciple Chant, the reclusive elder of the Magic Hand Sect. Welcback, our respectful sect leader Angus!"

Under the gaze of Angus, one of the reclusive elders of the Magic Hand Sect stepped out first and bowed to him respectfully.

Then, the other three reclusive elders of the Magic Hand Sect also cforward to salute Angus.

With four reclusive elders taking the lead, the rest of the Magic Hand Sect cto pay homage to Angus.

Austin was relieved that Angus finally regained the control of the Magic Hand Sect.

The people from other sects in the square all watched the event in reverent silence.