The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Steward Wayne slowly began to approach Austin with a slight sneer. At the thought of the stela and the herbal pot Austin had got

his hands on earlier, Wayne's eyes were becoming greedier and his intentions were becoming worse and worse. The whole thing

was annoying at best.

"Damn it, man! You are so shameless!

First, your Crimson Palace forced innocent cultivators to explore the valley, which was filled with Grand Killing Arrays so that

hundreds of them lost their lives fulfilling your purposes.

And now, you are chasing after me. Do you want to robof my treasures as well? Have sdecency!"

Austin shouted angrily.

"Huh! Let's face it, boy! We worked our asses off for twelve hours to get through that purple light curtain, but you made it through

before us and stole everything that should have been the Crimson Palace's.

There is no way we are going to let you be so lucky. | will give you a choice though.

Giveeverything you have right now.

Maybe | will consider letting you leave this place alive,"

Steward Wayne sneered.

"Shon you! You know full well that the treasures in the Fallen Immortal World have no owners. Whoever's lucky enough will get

them and that's that!

What makes you think they belong to you?"

Austin was almost speechless with rage. The old man was acting shamelessly and was foregoing all thoughts of decency.

Numerous cultivators were walking on the beach and would look at them curiously from tto time.

However, no one cto bother them. People minded their own business in here.

"Hah! Seems like you do not agree with me. Alright then, letteach you a lesson you'll never forget."

Steward Wayne began stepping forward.

Whoosh!

Before Austin could respond, Steward Wayne dashed towards him at a terribly fast pace. He opened his claw-like hand and tried to

seize Austin by the collar.

Each of his ten fingers was emitting powerful rays of colorful light. These rays were at least a meter long and had an aquiline tip.

Instead of Wayne grabbing Austin, these rays pierced through space and grabbed him by the shoulder.

That very instant, Austin felt that his body was once again blocked by ssort of strong law power, and he was unable to move

at all.

He could not prevent this immobility, since by the tmost of the cultivators reached the Heavenly Grotto Realm, they had

already touched the usage of law power.

They could unleash it with a single wave of their hands.

Relatively weak cultivators usually could not fight against such cultivators because their bodies would be suddenly frozen and they

couldn't move at all. This rendered any and all sorts of defensive techniques useless.

This was just one of the many reasons why cultivators at the Heavenly Grotto Realm were known to be so terrible.

Austin's mind was still functional, thankfully, and he controlled the Pot of Chaos, ordering it to rush towards Steward Wayne's

palms.

Bang!

The violent power of the pot's momentum shook the space around it and the whole world seemed to bend around it for a second.

Even Wayne was startled for a moment when he saw the energy fluctuations made by the Pot of Chaos.

However, he recovered in a flash and moved to Austin's side. Then he reached out his hand towards the latter abruptly.

Crack!

This time, the law power materialized from the space around Austin's body and turned into numerous visible red chains, glittering

and trembling with sfierce force.

Thud!

One of the chains rushed around and hit Austin's body at lightning speed; he had no tto dodge it.

Faced with this assault, he was immediately thrown into the air, falling uncontrollably towards the dark sea not far away.

Thankfully, Steward Wayne didn't seem to be in a mood to let Austin fall into the sea, so he controlled the chains and pulled the

latter back a little.

With a thud, Austin was knocked down on the beach. As he looked around, he saw that only four or five meters away was the

terrible dark sea, and its strong and terrible waves of death were crazily sweeping towards him, landing only inches from his hair.

Puff!

Austin spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt a fierce law power rushing inside his body, wantonly ruining it from the inside.

Clearly, the strength gap between the two sides was enormous. Even if Austin could manipulate the movements of the Pot of

Chaos, he was no match for Steward Wayne's control of law power.

With a single move, the latter had seriously injured Austin.

"Ha! Listen up, boy! If you don't wantto throw you into the Immortal Burial Sea, hand over everything that you have. Maybe |

would let you stay in a single piece. You're dead for sure!

Letwarn you! If | drown you in the Immortal Burial Sea, it is certain that even your corpse will never be found!"

Steward Wayne approached Austin again.

"Master, lethelp you.

His control of the law power has reached a tremendous level. You are no match for him."

Brady's voice rang out in Austin's Soul Sea.

Just then, something unusual happened out of the blue.

Boom!

The sea, meters away from Austin, which had been calm just now, began to shake violently all of a sudden. Within moments,

billowing huge waves began to roll up and rush towards the shore at a terrible speed.

"Damn it! It's the rising tides! Run!"

Austin heard someone scream in horror in the distance.

Immediately, all the cultivators on the beach used their bodily movement skills to escape.

Steward Wayne also seemed to know that the sea water was extremely dangerous. As soon as he saw the rising sea waves and

heard the shout, he quickly retreated inland several thousand meters, leaving Austin for the sea.

It was too late for the latter to rush inland.

He had been seriously injured just now and was mere meters away from the sea.

Austin immediately decided to transfer himself into the Slave Tower to dodge the attack. But another idea hit his mind.

Brady had once told him that the Pot of Chaos was much stronger than the Slave Tower. This meant that he would be safer in the

former. Therefore, he changed his destination.

Right now, he needed to worry about his safety.

Austin once again gathered his spiritual sense and summoned the Pot of Chaos in front of him. Then, he immediately opened its

lid, jumped in, and put the lid back on.

Boom!

No sooner had he been inside than the turbulent sea waves cup and completely submerged the Pot of Chaos.

There was something horrible going on. The Pot of Chaos was slammed by a mysterious and terrible force as the water hit it. It

seemed as if something was trying to break the pot and rush in.

Although Austin had taken refuge in the Pot of Chaos, he still felt that mysterious and terrible force.

What made him feel relieved was the fact that the pot seemed to be stable. Though the force was there, the pot wasn't moving at

all. It was unharmed.

Ah!

Sof the cultivators who didn't have strong bodily movement skills were swept away by the huge waves. They immediately

disappeared amidst the roar of the ocean.

Sof them were not even swept by the waves. They were just hit by a bit of sea water that splashed on their bodies, and they

immediately fell to the ground, screaming and rolling as if in extrpain. A moment later, they turned into a pool of blood.

The rest of the cultivators were horrified and found their hearts beating faster and faster.

The sea water was dangerous, even to touch.

About half an hour later, the tide subsided and the sea becquiet once again. Too quiet even!

The strangest thing was that there was not a single drop of the dark sea water left on the beach anymore.

Austin released his spiritual sense out of the herbal pot to explore the area around him and found that the sea had already

quietened down outside.

Then he cout of the herbal pot. But the scene wasn't any safer.

In the distance, he saw a figure flashing towards him at a fast speed. It was clearly Steward Wayne of the Crimson Palace. Dammit!

Austin glared at the rapidly approaching figure.

"Brady, perhaps you ought to cout and deal with this old man,"

Austin called Brady through his spiritual sense.

However, even after a few seconds, Austin did not see his ally cout of the Slave Tower.

"l am sorry, master. | can't get out.

| have already left the Slave Tower once today."

His voice sounded.

Austin was surprised and then remembered that Brady had indeed cout of the Slave Tower once when they were at the herbal

garden not long ago. He was on his own now.

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