The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The room filled with the sounds of screams as the cultivators fought for the three ultimate magical treasures.

Left and right men and women were falling to the ground, occasionally tripping up others as they ran for the weapon shelf.

In the chaos, a middle-aged man at the premium stage of Major-perfection Realm jumped for the weapon shelf and grabbed one of

the ultimate magical treasures in his hand. He held it like a football under his arm as he dashed away.

A cry of pleasure ripped from his lips as he dodged the other cultivators. He hadn't expected his plan to work.

When the situation washed over the other cultivators, dozens of them stared at him as he continued to run towards the exit. All at

once, they charged at him, putting him in grave danger.

"Here you go!"

the middle-aged man yelled. They watched, confused, as he used a secret skill and passed the ultimate magical treasure to

another man. They hadn't expected him to be part of a team.

"Stop! You two can't take that!"

half the cultivators yelled in protest and chased after the man, inches from his heels.

The rest of the cultivators went after the remaining ultimate treasures. They were even more anxious to steal them than before.

Even the Holy Son of the Nether Sect and the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect took their eyes off of Austin. Twas running out to

get an ultimate magical treasure like sand in an hourglass.

And even if Austin was an nuisance, he wasn't as valuable as a treasure. They could kill him another time.

They paused, pondering what they should do. After a couple moments, they both nodded their heads and joined the other

cultivators that were after the treasures.

Austin was finally left alone to think. His eyes swept across the room and he analyzed all the cultivators he could see.

Everyone in the room was talented at combat and had advanced skills and weapons.

Stealing an ultimate magical treasure would immediately result in being attacked by the others.

He understood that he couldn't rely on his advanced skills to protect him. Austin had to think outside of the box.

"All right! Let's give this a try!"

Austin shouted through his gritted teeth. He lifted the Sky-devouring Gourd Cask above his head using both his arms and began

shaking it.

It was a matter of life and death, so Austin was willing to use his most powerful skills to survive and obtain at least one ultimate

magical treasure. Eventually, black seawater spilled from the gourd cask.

As it flowed outwards, a sense of death filled the palace.

The cultivators noticed the water and leaped backward, turning pale with fright.

The seawater spread out until it was as large as a river, churning and cutting through the crowd.

Along the floor, the water corroded until it washed and burned away. The hair on the arms of the cultivators stood on end.

They had seen the seawater in action already and they knew that it was from the Immortal Burial Sea, so none of them dared to

touch it. They all took a few steps back until they were pressed against the wall and trapped.

Now that there was a clear path to the weapon shelf, Austin ran for it.

"Damn it! Stop him! He wants to get the three ultimate magical treasures for himself!"

shouted many men simultaneously.

"Okay. Let's work together and kill this guy. If we don't, he will get the treasures before us,"

the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect added, frowning at Austin's back as he ran. He wanted to kill Austin more than any of the rest of

them.

Using his special bodily movement skill, the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect jumped into the air.

In mid-air, his body twisted into a colorful ribbon and he was so flimsy and thin that he rushed right through the seawater.

He landed in front of Austin, stopping him in his tracks. Pulling out a golden halberd, he slashed at Austin. When he missed,

dazzling golden runes coff of it and ascended into the air.

Seeing this happen, the rest of the cultivators felt braver and activated their bodily movement skills. They floated over the surging

water and threw attacks at Austin.

Runes flickered all over the sky, and the air in the room was roaring. The vital energy added to the seawater and the room began

shaking at their feet.

In the face of the bombardment of so many powerful people, Austin felt like he was a single boat alone on the sea, facing a violent

tsunami.

"Damn it! So you want to outnumber me, huh?"

Austin closed his eyes and allowed his two arms to enlarge into the size of dragons.

Simultaneously, his Pot of Chaos also grew into the size of a mountain.

Placing the Pot of Chaos on his right arm, Austin used it to block punches while he kept shaking the Sky-devouring Gourd Cask held

in his left hand.

More dark waves of seawater rushed from it, swirling and thick.

They nearly filled the room as they chased after the cultivators in front of him.

Still, the attacks rattled the Pot of Chaos.

The room filled with the sound of roaring water and roaring shouts of anger and fear.

With each blow, the impact jolted from the pot to Austin's body.

Despite the attacks, the pot didn't sustain any damage.

However, the blood in Austin's veins was rushing and pounding and one half of his body felt numb.

He was not built to be attacked by so many powerful cultivators at once.

He was strong but not invincible. But there was a bright side; any other cultivator put in his place would have died by now.

"We can't reach him! There's still water coming from his cask!"

Water continued to flow from the cask, causing the cultivators’ faces to turn white.

A second later, black water dragons formed.

They circled around Austin's body and stopped their attacks from reaching him.

With the ultimate magical treasures on the line, the cultivators weren't ready to give up and run. However, they stayed in place,

too afraid to touch the dark water or be swallowed by the water dragons.

Since there was no longer anyone hurting him, Austin managed to reach the weapon shelf. With a wave of his sleeve, he

immediately obtained the three ultimate magical treasures.

The three treasures started vibrating in his arm, surprising him.

He held onto them tightly as they threatened to tear his sleeve to pieces and escape.

With his strength, holding onto the treasures was a piece of cake.

Austin forced the treasures down and teleported them into the Slave Tower in seconds. He didn't want to risk them falling and

breaking.

Then he activated his bodily movement skill in order to make his great escape.

"Damn it!"

"Don't let him take them away!"

The cultivators watched nervously as he flew over their heads.

Without hesitation, they rose from the ground and chased after him.

While in the air, the shot attacks after him whizzed past his head and limbs. Runes flew around him and bursts of light licked at his

heels.

Over a hundred cultivators were behind him. Sof them used the vital energy martial arts skills and others wielded magic

treasures to attack Austin. It was a terrifying scene.

As Austin approached the exit, he moved the Pot of Chaos to his back.

He used it as a shield and it held up well.

It sounded like rain was pelting against the pot, bouncing off in every direction.

Each attack vibrated through it and into Austin's bones. Even his blood was running through his veins differently.

Every so often, the strange attacks would find their way around the huge pot and

hit Austin on his back.

Pain rushed through his body as

several mouthfuls of blood spurted from his mouth.

Fortunately, Austin had invested tpracticing the Immortal Body Refining Formula.

The injuries healed as soon as they happened, so he could continue to run.

"What? That's impossible. How is he so difficult to kill?"

The men who had just launched the strange attacks were all shocked to see him still escaping.

MMMWWLIIOAIfO&L

MMMWWLIIOAIfO&L

mmMwWLHIOfiflO&1

MMMWWLIIOAIfO&L

mmMyWL11I01F1081

mMMwWLIIOfiflO&1