The Supreme God of Martial Arts

A sea of cheers rang out through the Immortal End World.

Colorful lights were lit in celebration all around.

Austin instructed Kevin, Zenith, and the soldier to discuss among themselves the matter of allegiance between their world and that

of the masters from the Evil Abyss World.

He had no care for such affairs.

The demonic avatar ordered the evil masters to work together in order to hasten the progress of the cooperation treaty.

And while they could not comprehend the reason as to why they had to stoop so low as to be of assistance to beings much weaker

than them, they had no choice. Devil Ancestor Thanos himself had gave the order.

A selected few who were considered as confidants to Devil Ancestor Thanos secretly asked why they had to ally themselves with

the Immortal End World.

To which a vague answer was given to them, "Austin is a young man with unlimited prospects. That's all you need to know."

Austin flushed with embarrassment at his own reply. He was rather shameless about complimenting himself like that.

Devil Ancestor Thanos, however, was not amused by the persistent questions.

So the evil creatures tempered their curiosity and dared not ask anymore.

After the arrangements were made, Austin led his demonic avatar to the Graystone City and entered the cave inside the pot.

Waiting inside the cave were Faran, Corey, and four holy trees.

As soon as they saw Austin, the suprholy tree spoke, "For so many days, we've been feeling the aura of our other brothers.

Now there is a great hope that one or more holy trees will resurface soon."

"What?" Austin queried. "Is that really so? You can sense other holy trees, without even knowing their exact location?"

While a pleasant surprise, he also found it quite a baffling concept.

"We," the holy yellow tree explained, "the twelve holy trees, have once been refined into one.

Hence, we have a very keen sense of each other."

"I see," Austin nodded, remembering a tin the past, when they were outside of the Ancient Forbidden Land.

The suprholy tree had sensed the holy yellow tree within the space of the jade slip in his Omnipotent Pot.

The twelve trees did have a very acute perception of each other.

The suprholy tree took over again.

"Brat, you need to send your men to explore the universe as soon as you are able to. If you find anything unusual, we will rush over

right away.

So many years have passed. It's about twe twelve brothers finally get together again."

"l understand,"

Austin replied.

"You don't have to run around all day, brat," Faran said, a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"You should stay more. You can practice the law power and try to finish the nine times of cocooning process as early as possible."

This was his hope for Austin, so that the boy could open a space channel to the original universe he cfrom and send him back.

"Don't be so hard on him," Corey chimed in. "Bear in mind that haste makes waste.

Just let nature take its course with his cultivation."

"Are you implying that | have been putting pressure on him?" Faran was indignant.

"He has been outside all this time! If this goes on, it will certainly delay his cultivation."

Austin shook his head with a little bitter smile. As Faran and Corey kept arguing, he slipped into the tchamber.

Inside, Austin released Dennis’ spiritual soul and ordered the latter to impart all the swordsmanship wisdom and skills that he had

practiced.

At first, Dennis refused. Stubbornly, he went as far as to threaten Austin to release him at once, else the leader of the Yaksha

Palace would bring his army and flatten the Immortal End World.

Austin responded by repeatedly attacking his spiritual soul with the SuprSpiritual Pot, and he even released the spiritual tree

to absorb half of Dennis' spiritual soul energy.

Dennis finally caved under the pain of impending death, and dutifully answered his questions.

It turned out that the sword skill in question was called the Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship.

Dennis had accidentally obtained this skill in a mysterious ancient place located somewhere on the edge of the universe.

He had not been a sect ancestor at that time.

Only after making great progress in swordsmanship, and thus becoming a sect ancestor, did he becfamous in the universe.

After knowing about the Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship, Austin proceeded to ask Dennis about his personal insights into

his own swordsmanship.

Inside this chamber, twas irrelevant.

Austin was free to carefully study the Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship and dig deep into Dennis's insights to further

understand this swordsmanship.

A few years passed, in which tAustin managed to thoroughly master the Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship, and

gained a lot more by taking Dennis's thoughts and experiences as reference.

"Austin," Dennis demanded at last.

"Release me!"

"I'm sorry, but we have becmortal enemies. In this life, a reconciliation is absolutely off the table. That being said, | cannot

keep you alive."

Austin shook his head tically before releasing the spiritual tree to refine Dennis's spiritual soul.

There was a desperate struggle on Dennis’ part, but he was already too weak to fight against the spiritual tree.

There was nothing he could do to save himself.

Meanwhile, Austin slowly discovered that Dennis' spiritual soul energy granted him an even deeper understanding of

swordsmanship.

Austin went ahead and spent several more years in the tchamber practicing the Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship.

‘This swordsmanship is extraordinary!"

The higher he cultivated, the more amazed he was.

This Principal Golden Immortal Swordsmanship was indeed very mysterious, containing a very powerful law of sword.

It was definitely no worse than the Five Elements Dominant Swordsmanship!

After several years of cultivation, Austin's swordsmanship cultivation base had improved immensely, both in his understanding of

swordsmanship and the power of using the sword.

He then decided to cultivate the Concentration Method.

This, in fact, was what he saw as the most essential in swordsmanship.

Thirty years passed. Austin had now mastered turning the sword intent of seven thousand sword moves into one.

In sixty years, he had managed to do eight thousand to one.

Meanwhile, in the headquarters of the Yaksha Palace stood a magnificent palace littered with fairy lights.

Inside, the leader and a dozen high-level members were gathered.

"Sir, what should we do?" asked a small, timid man, his skin glowing a purple light.

"The whole universe is watching us.

Rumors have been circulating that Yaksha Palace is no longer powerful.

They say it is now impossible for us to fight against even a small fry like the Immortal End World."

"What else can we do!" A burly man slammed one large hand on the table in front of him. Veins were popping with rage on his

thick neck. "We have to destroy the Immortal End Alliance at all cost!

Our reputation is at stake here.

I will not stand by as they make fun of us!"

"If the only matter at play is the Immortal End Alliance, it will be pretty easy to just destroy it."

A plain looking old man sat cross-legged in the corner. He had been quiet and unassuming, but now he gave voice to his thoughts.

"But since Devil Ancestor Thanos is also involved, things are not that simple.

It is obvious that he wants to support Austin.

His strength is formidable to contend with.

In the past, he was a master who fought for glory alongside the leader of the Heavenly Palace.

We cannot afford to act rashly on this matter.

We need to wait for the perfect opportunity to destroy that alliance."

"You are correct," a middle aged man spoke.

He had a majestic dignity about him as he stood in the center of the hall.

"Devil Ancestor Thanos is not easy to deal with.

The strength of the Evil Abyss World must not be underestimated.

We need to think about this carefully before making our move."

This middle-aged man was the leader of the Yaksha Palace.

"For now, we have something important to do.

| received word that the Celestial Palace at the edge of the universe has reappeared.

It will not be long before all the forces swarm to it.

We must not let this opportunity slip from our hands. We have to send our men to the Celestial Palace at once!

Legend says that someone had once entered that region and saw the shadows of the twelve holy trees outside the Celestial Palace.

Word spread since then, that the Celestial Palace might be the place where the gods were buried."

Excitement danced in the eyes of the leader.

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