The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Are you serious, old man? Will this dark, old passage lead us to Purple Immortal's tomb?

But those strong cultivators from different sects and clans are trying to destroy those things to get into the tomb. Are you

suggesting that they've found the wrong place?

You have to be kidding, right?" Austin said, gaping at the old man.

None of this made sense anymore. The old man looked at Austin like he was a small child that didn't know anything about the

world.

"The tomb those masters are attempting to break into is also Purple Immortal's.

Purple Immortal's tomb has two entrances, you know. Or maybe you don't since you are too young and naive.

The front entrance is full of danger while the back entrance is relatively safe.

Those strong cultivators are foolishly trying to get into the tomb through the front entrance.

That entrance is heavily guarded with traps and dangerous creatures. Even with hundreds of cultivators fighting, they may all die.

It is believed that only the most extraordinary cultivators can make it.

The second way to get to Purple Immortal's tomb is the passage where we are currently standing.

Ancient people's tombs always cwith two entrances.

One is easy to find while the other is hidden carefully,"

the old man explained.

Even though it sounded simple, Austin didn't completely understand what he was saying. There was too much excitement rushing

through his head. 'Looks like | was right. This old man is not just a stall owner.

He even knew how to find this secret passage, ' Austin thought.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go look for treasures," Austin said, trying to walk past the old man.

However, the old man held out his arm and stopped Austin.

"Although this passage is relatively safe, it doesn't mean we will not be attacked. When we get into the tomb, stay close toand

don't run around," the old man ordered. Austin sighed and stepped back.

Bringing out his old dagger, the old man threw it with precision at the stone door. It fell like shards of glass onto the cave floor.

'If | can't get ahead of the old man, he will get all the treasures, *

Austin thought snidely to himself.

The old man didn't notice the childish expression of annoyance on Austin's face and stepped through the stone doorway.

Austin scampered in after him. The air around them was just as dark as it had been inside the passage.

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A chilly wind blew and settled and blew again. Austin had a hard tbreathing because the air was thick with dampness.

After they walked for a while, the passage opened up and the air becless stuffy. Austin's eyes widened in awe and he stopped

in his tracks. His feet shuffled loudly against the stone floor.

‘This looks like an underground world! All around me, there are several palaces, spacious halls, and limestone caves. And each

conveniently has a tunnel leading to the next.

These palaces could lead anywhere. This place is more like a grand castle than a tomb. | can't wait to explore, ' Austin thought as

he surveyed his surroundings.

He followed closely behind the old man. Every so often, they would have to stop and the old man would furrow his brow and think

of where to go next. They must have walked a dozen miles before anything eventful happened.

As if Austin had thought it too soon and jinxed them, the sound of tumbling rocks crashed down on them. The sound of ominous

laughter appeared shortly afterwards.

It sounded like the laugh had belonged to sevil, scary creature.

Austin and the old man peered into the tunnel intersection but they couldn't see anything in the endless darkness.

"Watch out!"

The old man held Austin back once more and began looking frantically all around them. He pulled out his old dagger once more,

and an alert look was visible in his eyes.

Before Austin could ask the old man if it was safe, a strong wind began to blow from nowhere.

The old man tensed and Austin stepped up beside him, ready to fight the oncoming enemy.

Austin's hands began trembling and he tried to make fists but even those shook.

A harsh cry cut through the air, making the hair on both their bodies stand on end.

"Swoosh!"

From the intersection, a shadow pounced towards them. As it drew closer, they could see it better and start to make out what it

was.

"It's the dead monkey!

This legendary, dead creature really exists! | can't believe it," the old man exclaimed in a shaky voice. Austin noticed that his hand

that was holding the old dagger was now trembling too.

As the old man looked at the dead monkey, all the color drained from his face.

As the monkey stood, it hovered three meters over them, and instead of hair, it was covered in black scales. The wind blowing from

behind it carried the smell of death.

Its eyes narrowed with spite as it sized up its enemies. In one swipe, it extended its long claws at Austin and the old man, trying to

rip them to pieces.

Just as the monkey's claws were about to reach the old man, the old dagger in his hand emitted a dazzling, white light again.

"Go away, you beast!" the old man yelled at the monkey.

With the dagger in his hand, he launched himself at the monkey and began battling it.

The sound of the dagger colliding with the monkey's claws echoed throughout the passage.

Austin backed up until his back hit one of the stone walls. He tried to watch the old man and monkey's battle but they were moving

so fast and intricately that Austin could only see two shadows darting around in the corridor.

Austin wanted to help the old man against the monkey, but he couldn't. Even using his spiritual sense, he couldn't capture the

movements of the old man and the dead monkey.

Petrified, he marveled at the power of the old man and his opponent. It was like nothing he had ever witnessed before: two ancient

beings expertly clashing together.

After a while, the monkey let out a scream and staggered backwards.

Blood leaked from an area on its abdomen. The old man stood still and watched it retreat and stumble.

In a flash, it darted forward and disappeared into the darkness.

The old man remained still, panting heavily. Like Austin, he probably expected the monkey was faking and would try to attack

again when they let their guard down. However, the dead monkey didn't cback. Once the old man had realized this, he fell

backwards and clutched onto the wall. Obviously, he had consumed too much of his energy in that fierce battle.

‘This is horrible. It turns out ghosts do exist in the world, ' the old man thought.

His heart was racing with fright. Austin watched him cautiously but he didn't assist him.

Once he had rested, he and Austin kept moving.

They passed a few empty halls and Austin began to grow anxious again. He wanted to find the treasure. Instead, they stumbled

upon a horde of crows with human faces. They took off into the air and swooped back down at Austin and the old man. There were

a hundred crows and each of them was more powerful than a cultivator who had reached the premium stage of Divine Bridge

Realm.

The old man tossed his dagger at the crows and countless dagger shadows split off of it. Each shot at a crow like a maand hit

them, and within a few seconds, all the crows were lying dead on the ground.

Before they had tto catch their breath, the two of them confronted a team of riders dressed in armor. With spears in their

hands, the riders charged at Austin and the old man, letting out battle cries.

Austin figured it was tthat he helped the old man. He pulled out the Invincible Bow to shoot the riders, and after that, he

summoned the bronze furnace and utilized it and the four kinds of fire to burn his enemies. Lastly, he summoned the Ten-mountain

Painting. The ten mountains in the picture materialized and protected him from the attacks of the riders as the old man fought

them off.

Soon after, the old man had annihilated the leftover riders using his dagger.

The dead bodies of the riders turned into black, chilly gas and that gas floated into the air. Once it had disappeared, there was only

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armor left scattered on the ground.

Austin's mouth was once more agape. This tomb was a strange place and he was glad to be with company.

‘I'm lucky to have followed this old man here.

If I had broken into here alone, these creatures would have already killed me.

This old man's strength is unfathomable. He must be a master of the martial arts, ' Austin commented, looking at the old man with

a newfound admiration.

Even though Austin had a million questions he could ask, he chose to stay silent and follow the old man further into the tomb.

After a couple hours of walking, they were stopped again. This time, it wasn't by a creature. The whole tomb around them had

begun shaking.

Austin would have thought it was an explosion but there was no loud bang. It could have been an earthquake...

Austin's thoughts were cut short when the sound of cheerful exclamations reached his ears.

"This is going to be very bad. Seems the masters from the different sects and clans in the East Mainland have finally broke into the

tomb.

We need to hurry up.

Otherwise, we will not be able to get any precious treasures for ourselves.

We're near the center of the tomb.

All the treasures are hidden there. Con!" the old man yelled.

Before Austin could comprehend what was happening, the old man had run forward at full speed, and moments later, he was

nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, old man, wait for me. Don't leavebehind."

Austin employed the Dragon Lightness, and a few seconds later, he was approaching the old man. He landed gracefully next to him

and began running to keep up.

"Brat, the bodily movement skill you are displaying is quite amazing,"

the old man complimented over his shoulder while he was running.

Austin found it difficult to believe that the old man thought fondly of him, even if it were for a moment. He ignored this and

continued to run. They ran for several minutes before the old man spoke again.

"Be quick. We're almost there," the old man said excitedly as he sped up once again.

Unbelievably, the old man could run faster than he had been. Austin pushed his legs harder so that he would not lose sight of him

again.

At this point, the noises behind them had grown louder. More and more people were barging into the tomb and heading towards

them.