The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Master, you need to go inside the Slave Tower and hide.

There's no other option. He's too strong,"

Brady warned.

Panicking, Austin looked all around him. There was nothing he could use as a weapon but there was the black sea in the distance.

'The old man is powerful, but he seems to be afraid of the black sea water. Maybe | can use it against him."

As the idea entered his mind, a cold smile spread on his lips. The old man stood a few feet from him and had his frail chest puffed

out.

"Boy, you must give up. It's over.

Just do what | told you.

Ha-ha! Though, it's funny. | didn't expect your herbal pot to be able to withstand the power of the sea water from the Immortal

Burial Sea. It's certainly a treasure.

In fact, | need you to hand it over!"

Steward Wayne yelled. His hand stretched out for the pot and his eyes shimmered with greed. Austin frowned at him.

"Cget it yourself!"

A smile appeared on Austin's face as he turned and activated his bodily movement skill. Airborne, he floated towards the black sea

water. The water was dead silent ahead of him like a huge opening mouth, ready to engulf him.

"Boy, do you want to die?"

Startled, Steward Wayne flashed and chased after Austin.

Despite it being insane, he believed that Austin was too proud to submit to him and would rather jump into the sea and commit

suicide.

In defiance, Austin stepped closer until he was only one meter from the surface of the water.

Steward Wayne was a couple feet behind him and his arms were outstretched.

"Go to hell!"

Steward Wayne shouted and grabbed for Austin's clothing.

Just before he could grab the material, Austin activated his vital energy and moved forwards, slapping surface of the water with it.

Boom!

This time, Austin used all his strength and the sea sucked back into itself, creating a large hole.

They stood and watched as the water rose back up, stirring and bubbling.

Boom!

After it had combined, the water rose into a wave that was one thousand meters high. It swept towards the shore.

"No way!"

Steward Wayne shouted as his jaw dropped. With fear crossing his face, he used his bodily movement skill and tried to flee as fast

as he could.

Regret filled him as he flew and the wave chased him. He didn't thought Austin was going to commit suicide, and that was why he

had been standing so close to the sea.

"What is this? Didn't we just have a tide?

Why is it here again so soon and why is it so big?"

"Fuck! Run!"

one of the warriors in the distance yelled. They turned and started racing away from the water.

Austin, who had been well prepared, slipped inside the Pot of Chaos immediately after attacking with his palm. The sound of the

wave rushing over the pot surrounded him and he cowered, hoping it would hold.

Besides the sound, his spiritual sense was picking up the energy from the wave. The entire pot started shaking around him.

He knew that the wave would be powerful but he didn't expect it to be so large and last so long. It was as if he had irritated the sea

and now it was seeking revenge.

"Ah!"

Even inside the pot, Austin could hear Steward Wayne screaming. Even though he had reacted quickly, the wave was too fast and

powerful. As he fled, the sea water followed him, licking at his heels.

Half an hour later, the violent waves had returned to the sea and it laid perfectly still.

Once he was sure it was dormant, Austin opened the lid and climbed out of the Pot of Chaos.

Using his bodily movement skill, he flew far from the reaches of the sea.

The Immortal Burial Sea was too powerful and he vowed in his head to never interact with it again.

Instead, he focused on finding the old man.

He walked around, looking where the wave had reached. A couple meters away, he spotted the old man in the grey robe sitting

cross-legged on the ground.

It was Steward Wayne from the Crimson Palace.

His body was drenched in sea water and his clothing was stuck to him. Large parts of his body had already begun to stink and rot.

Austin could see that his skin had turned black like ink and that he was weak--so weak he couldn't lift his head to look at Austin.

His eyes were closed and he had activated his vital energy in an attempt to heal himself.

"Wow, you're lucky to be alive!"

Austin mocked loudly as he approached Steward Wayne.

Extending his spiritual sense, Austin could feel the old man's sadness and weakness. He was dying.

The power of the sea water was so strong that even the masters at Heavenly Grotto Realm like Steward Wayne could be killed by

it.

"What are you talking about? You will die a violent death! I'll make sure of it!"

As Austin approached, Steward Wayne tried to stand and fight him.

By now, he had realized Austin's true intention. He had not gone to the seaside to die. He was luring him into a trap.

Austin was a nobody and Steward Wayne was a cultivator at the Heavenly Grotto Realm. He could not accept to be defeated by

someone so weak. At that moment, the hatred in the heart of Steward Wayne could not be described in words.

"What's wrong? It looks like you can't move..."

Austin taunted, standing a few feet away from him.

He was confident that the old man couldn't move at all. If he could, he would have gotten up and attacked Austin by now.

"You bastard, just wait. You will regret this. | will find a way to get even,"

Steward Wayne said through his clenched teeth.

He knew that his death was coming, but he wanted to make sure he was avenged.

All the resources he had possessed like his spiritual pills and spiritual herbs had been used up. He wished that there were another

way he could avoid death.

If there were a way he could move, maybe there would be a chance.

"Do you really think there's a chance you'll survive?"

Austin asked, crossing his arms.

"Brat, | don't know which sect you're from, but I'm the steward of the Crimson Palace in the Middle Pilgrim Land. If you kill me, not

only you, but also all the people you have a relationship with will be killed.

Trust me. You will regret this. The Crimson Palace is a horrifying strong force."

The old man tried to look as threatening as possible but Austin didn't fall for it at all.

"How am | supposed to believe that you won't cafterlater if | let you go now.

Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

Austin narrowed his eyes. He had yet to be tricked by the old man and he wouldn't start now.

Steward Wayne looked speechless. Where did this brat find the guts to speak like this?

Now, there was no way he could just let him walk away.

"Fine. Let's make an agreement. If you giveeverything you're carrying, | will leave you alone in the future,"

Steward Wayne said, gazing at Austin uncertainly.

"You are overthinking this. Just die already."

Austin shook his head, and with a flick of his wrist, the Pot of Chaos soared out towards the old man.

Unable to believe his eyes, Steward Wayne held up his hands. A strong vital energy force burst from his body and fought against

the Pot of Chaos.

Puff!

He cried out as the Pot of Chaos smashed into his body. Bones snapped and blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

His attempt to save himself was futile. The Pot of Chaos was too heavy and he was too weak to hold it back.

On the ground, there was a copper mirror. As he walked over to it, Austin noticed that it was broken. Sighing, he lifted it using his

vital energy force.

"What a pity,"

Austin muttered, shaking his head.

Earlier when Steward Wayne had been far away, he pointed this bronze mirror at Austin and then Austin couldn't pass through the

void.

The mirror had been valuable, but now, it was completely shattered and worthless.

He assumed that it had been shattered when the wave hit; Steward Wayne must have used it as a shield.

Shaking his head, Austin tossed the bronze mirror aside.

"Lad, you killed the Steward Wayne of the Crimson Palace!"

one of the warriors yelled. The rest of them exchanged worried looks.

"Yes! He wanted to killso | killed him first!

Why are you speaking? Does it involve you?"

Austin glared at them while he picked up his pot.

"It's none of my business,"

the cultivator replied and then he looked at the ground.

They had witnessed him killing Steward Wayne and none of them wanted to anger him.

Still, more cultivators appeared to see what had happened.

"What's happening? This is the Immortal Burial Sea. Why are there so many warriors here?

There must be a great secret."

He looked around but he couldn't find anything special about the place.

"Letfind someone to ask about it."

Austin turned on the spot and disappeared into the distance.

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