The Supreme God of Martial Arts

From the traces left, it could be seen that fierce fighting had broken out across the small world.

The omnipotent herb race wasn't really known for their fighting prowess. They tended to be weaker than beings from other races.

But there were several among them who have lived long enough to gain expertise.

After their many years of accumulation of experience and cultivation, they could no longer be considered inferior fighters.

"The chief must be hiding in the ancestral temple with the others.

Over there!"

Rosie said, pointing the direction.

Austin used his spiritual sense to explore the area. He found a peculiarly-shaped temple smack in the middle of a vast plain.

After a few moments of observation, he realized the temple resembled an old ginseng root.

At that moment, the temple was surrounded by a flood of troops.

This army laying siege to the temple was the Universal Allied Army.

Austin used the bodily movement skill, and in one step emerged near the temple. He then used his Aura Disguising Skill to hide

himself.

At this point, he was alone, having earlier transported Rosie and the others to the Slave Tower.

Austin's spiritual sense now detected the presence of the leaders of the Heavenly Palace, the Yaksha Palace, and other top masters

nearby.

Truly, this world of omnipotent herbs proved irresistible to any cultivator.

This was because the world had several old omnipotent herbs who had lived for generations.

Their value was immeasurable and unparalleled.

At the moment, a mocking voice was speaking, his laughter ringing out. "Oh, you grumpy, stubborn old man! Don't even try

putting up a fight.

If you're so omniscient, you should know it would be best for you to just surrender.

Cout now or I'll be forced to tear down your stupid temple!"

The voice cfrom a middle-aged man with a terrifying sword radiance around his body.

Austin was struck by a flash of recognition. 'That's the leader of the Sword Palace!"

He gritted his teeth and stared daggers at the man who continued to guffaw obnoxiously.

This man, after all, was Austin's sworn enemy. Austin could never forgive him for slaughtering millions of innocents in the Central

World.

"Hmm?"

The Sword Palace leader paused, appearing to have sensed something unusual.

He was picking up on a hostile presence. He instantly released his spiritual sense to scan the area where Austin was positioned.

Austin was a little surprised at being detected in any way. He changed his position and amplified the Aura Disguising Skill to cover

up any traces of his presence.

The Sword Palace's leader continued scanning the area for a few moments before finally deciding there was nothing amiss after all.

He then withdrew his spiritual sense.

"You outsiders broke into our land and murdered our people without any reason! You don't deserve to be called the Universal Allied

Army or the army of justice!

In my opinion, you're just another bunch of evil villains no different to the corpse soldiers who attacked your universe!"

an angry voice yelled from within the temple.

Austin recognized the voice. It was the old leader of the omnipotent herb race.

Austin had previously gotten two omnipotent internal cores from him.

The old man's furious tirade was merely met with laughter. "Ha-ha! Well, your race is an exception.

You can be considered precious natural resources.

Everyone has the right to get precious natural resources, after all.

So be nice natural resources and just submit yourselves to us,"

the leader of the Heavenly Palace retorted with a condescending smirk.

"Let's just get on with it and destroy the temple."

This cfrom the leader of the Yaksha Palace, who was becoming irritated and impatient. As he spoke, he stepped forward and

stretched out a colossal hand, huge enough to overshadow the sun. The hand swung toward the old temple with formidable

momentum.

Boom!

The temple suddenly shook and glowed brightly. A dazzling column of energy had been shot out, blocking the giant hand of the

leader of the Yaksha Palace.

This ccourtesy of the old and mysterious arrays set up around the temple, so powerful that they could withstand almost any

attack.

That the blow from the Yaksha Palace's leader, one of the most powerful masters in this universe, was easily parried only served to

prove the arrays' might.

"Humph! Your protective arrays mean nothing!"

the leader of the Sword Palace snorted. He swung his hand, chopping through the air.

Boom!

Thousands of beams of sword-light, formed by billions of sword attacks, surged toward the temple like a tsunami.

The arrays of the temple flashed wildly as they blocked the assault.

These arrays were undeniably powerful.

The entire omnipotent herb race had fled into the temple along with their leader. Thanks to the arrays, they were able to survive

until now.

The ancient temple had a long history, having been passed down from the race's ancestors. So far, it had withstood the test of

tand many other previous invasions.

Boom!

The leader of the Heavenly Palace also began to launch an attack. He formed a giant hand made of vital energy and swung it

toward the temple.

Other masters followed suit, including rulers of the Star Island and the Sky Phoenix Kingdoms. Slikewise materialized massive

hands made of energy; others unsheathed secret weapons threateningly.

The temple was now in deep trouble.

It continued shaking violently as the defensive arrays put up a light curtain and emitted thick energy pillars to counter the attacks.

But under relentless pressure from so many masters, it wasn't long before the light curtain began to crack.

Clearly, the defensive arrays were about to be broken.

Noting this, the leader of the omnipotent herb race felt his heart sink. It was tto prepare for the worst. "Alas, it seems the end

has finally cfor our race.

Once the arrays are broken, it is imperative that we all detonate ourselves and destroy our essence. At the very least, we can stop

our enemies from getting what they want,"

the old leader reminded his assembled people somberly, resigned to their doom.

All those who had taken refuge in the temple had already been able to transform into human forms after long years of cultivation.

Each one of them was invaluable. Their collective sacrifice would mean their final triumph, even after death. After all, the complete

loss of their essence would also mean a complete loss for their enemies.

"It shall be done,"

each one of them vowed, resolutely.

The old leader's heart broke with helplessness as he stared sadly at his people.

There were so many strong masters outside, intent on capturing them and extracting them dry. It would be impossible for them to

escape.

"Long tno see, sir."

A voice suddenly spoke up in the old leader's Soul Sea.

"Austin! It's you!"

The old leader recognized the voice at once.

"Please open the array secretly and letin.

I will make sure your race survives this, safe and sound,"

Austin promised.

"Yes, it shall be done. We are counting on you," the old man replied earnestly, hope blossoming anew.

Although the leader of the omnipotent herb race lived in seclusion in the Ancient Forbidden Land, even he heard about the

occurrences in places outside his own.

He knew that Austin was no longer the sand that he had grown in power immensely.

Outside the temple, Austin moved quickly and cto the temple gates in one step.

The powerful arrays could not be easily broken by a single person.

But when Austin arrived at the gates, the arrays quickly opened a portal for him, apparently under the control of the old leader.

Austin strode into the temple with one step.

Everything happened in a flash.

The Omnipotent Lightness had given Austin such unbelievable speed.

With his sudden appearance, the leaders of the invading army now exploded in outrage.

"It's Austin!"

The invaders stared at the unexpected newcomer, stunned, furious, and everything in between.

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