The Supreme God of Martial Arts

It was obvious that he was planning to perish together with Austin.

Those words made Austin get flustered. If this Altar Owner was really as dauntless as he displayed, things would go awry and not according to plan for Austin.

"Ha-ha--ha, just kill me now. My corpse generals will rip you apart. I'll see you in hell." Seeing the uncertainty on Austin's face, the Altar Owner knew that Austin must be faltering right now because of fright. The Altar Owner couldn't help celebrating his victory and taunted Austin further.

"You want to die? Fine!" With that thought, Austin was determined to risk everything, although he still had an inkling that his previous assumption was right.

"Well, I'll let you beg for death!" Austin said in a menacing voice while controlling the Spiritual Sense Flying Needles to strike at the Soul Sea of the Altar Owner again. In a second, the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner were besieged once again.

Meanwhile, the ten corpse generals also surrounded Austin completely, with the ferocious expressions on their faces exposing their torn tongues and stained teeth, waiting for a command to attack the enemy.

As Austin had predicted, it turned out that the corpse generals were nothing but an empty shell and didn't have their own consciousness or ability to make any decision. And they could only launch an attack under the command of the Altar Owner.

Meanwhile, after the five Spiritual Sense Flying Needles had successfully surrounded the spiritual souls, Austin began to attack the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner with a renewed savagery.

"Argh... ..." The spiritual souls screamed miserably under the constant attack of the five needles. Every time the spiritual souls were hit, they became weaker and had a fainter breath.

If things went on like this, the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner would be crushed by the five needles in a short while and vanquished forever from this world.

There's a myth among the fighters, that if the spiritual souls vanish naturally after a human's body has died, they still have the ability to reincarnate into a new body through the transmigration channel.

However, if the spiritual souls are smashed by external forces and turned into ashes, which means that they are completely vanquished from existence, then there is no chance for the spiritual souls to reincarnate again in any lifetime.

The myth was largely conceived and discussed, especially among the disciples of the Ghost Sect who always had to deal with ghosts and monsters of all kinds.

Once the Altar Owner realized that his spiritual souls were almost being eliminated from existence, he was finally terrified. His palms started sweating in panic and he couldn't bear the thought of his spiritual souls perishing forever and losing the chance to reincarnate.

He suddenly lost the boastful attitude he had earlier and the guts to threaten and fight Austin.

"Please, let go of me. Let go of my spiritual souls. I'm begging you now!" Suddenly, the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner of the Ghost Sect started to beg in a pitiful attempt to gain Austin's sympathy.

He looked visibly scared like a helpless girl begging for mercy from a gang of rapists who have surrounded her.

"What? You are afraid now?" Austin was stunned. He had changed his mind and was actually convinced by the Altar Owner's previous utterances, that he had such a strong character and would resist him to the end. It never occurred to Austin that the Altar Owner had a weakness and would completely make a 180 degree change in attitude in a flash.

"All right, you can even kill me, as long as you keep my spiritual souls in one piece. Please!" "Well, I'm the one in charge right now and | don't intend to do what you want. Unless, you can make me satisfied!" Austin said. Since everything was within his control right now, his nervous feeling finally subsided and his confidence restored.

"Say it, how can | satisfy you?" "Okay. First, tell your corpse generals to stand down." Austin ordered.

The ten corpse generals who were surrounding Austin still had a strong, stinky smell of rotten flesh, which filled the cave. Also, their dark-colored skin made them look like a horrific burn victim. Austin felt extremely uncomfortable at being stared by the creepy creatures with soulless blood-shot eyes.

"Fine." After the Altar Owner agreed to his suggestion, the jerky movements of the corpse generals suddenly stopped and the scary looks on their faces disappeared at once. They stopped their combative stance and retreated while dropping their hands with their eyes closed, suddenly looking calm and obedient.

Austin was intrigued by their actions. It seemed that the Altar Owner was able to control the corpse generals through his mind.

Then something flashed in Austin's brain.

"You just used your mind to control the corpse generals, right? How about you telling me how to control the corpse generals. Then I'll stop attacking your spiritual souls. Otherwise, well... " Austin said while controlling the five Spiritual Sense Flying Needles to draw near the spiritual souls as a threat.

"What! You... you want to learn the Corpse Controlling Skill of the Ghost Sect? There's no way I'll never tell the secret skill of the Ghost Sect to an outsider!" The Altar Owner screamed in shock.

"You think you have a choice? Just tell me now. You are only hurting yourself by delaying." Austin uttered those words while launching a vigorous attack. The five Spiritual Sense Flying Needles stroke violently again. As a result, the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner were hit five times once more. They screeched in great misery! "All right, all right. | surrender. You ruthless, inhuman, heartless bastard. I'm done fighting you. I'll tell you right now." At last, the Altar Owner decided to give up the final shred of resistance.

He told Austin everything about the Corpse Controlling Skill in great detail.

It turned out that the Corpse Controlling Skill was quite easy. By using a specific method to insert a piece of the spiritual sense into the brains of the corpse generals, a person could control the movements of the corpse generals easily.

"So, all those ten corpse generals’ brains have a piece of your spiritual sense? And if | wipe your spiritual sense from the corpse generals' body and insert mine, I'll be able to control those corpse generals?" Austin asked.

"That's right." Hearing the answer, Austin couldn't restrain his excitement anymore. He knew that those ten corpse generals were way stronger than him. Learning the Corpse Controlling Skill meant that those ten powerful slaves would belong to him from now on.