The Supreme God of Martial Arts

A horrifying death aura and corpse miasma filled the air in the universe outside the Immortal End World.

Groups of corpse soldiers broke through the stillness of the sky and surrounded the Immortal End World.

These corpse soldiers surged the surroundings like a torrential wave, setting the ambiance of the place into a depressive mode.

Fifty to sixty people in black robes stood at the frontline, emanating tremendously intense waves of energy. Even the heaps of their

breath seemed to be compelling as well.

"Finally, we have arrived at the Immortal End World,"

a man in black robe said coldly.

His voice, like from the deepest of the hell, sounded eerie and ghastly.

"Oh, is this tiny a world worthy of our attention?

Prince Ervin has made a mountain out of a molehill. Make sure this is really for all it's worth," another man commented with his

hands clasped behind him.

"Don't worry. Sending a small number of warriors is more than enough destroy this tiny world."

Sof the men in black robes assented and chuckled as they confidently discussed.

"Cut the crap! Are you doubting Prince Ervin? He sent us here knowing full well that we'll succeed,"

the man in the lead, whose aura was a little stern and strict, warned his comrades.

Upon hearing him, the others immediately straightened up, slightly coughing and bending their heads as they do so.

"Be quick! Destroy this small world in the shortest tpossible and return to report to Prince Ervin!"

ordered the leader of the pack in a black robe.

"Ha-ha!

You guys want to destroy the Immortal End World?! Is that a joke?

Well, you and your corpse soldiers chere to die!"

A burst of blaring laughter suddenly broke out from somewhere, turning the soldiers' heads in search of the man.

Then, one after another, several teleportation altars materialized, sending a procession of people descending from the retables.

The voice belonged to Asa, who was wearing a smug on his face while holding his head high.

"You bastards, chere and die!"

shouted the Eight Stone Saints as they rolled up their sleeves to supposedly intimidate the opponents.

"Austin, how dare you break into the Black Hell City and take away Elder Ma? You deserve to die for your actions!

Release Elder Ma at once, and hand over that robe and the eight holy trees to Prince Ervin; otherwise, we'll annihilate the Immortal

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End World today!"

fiercely shouted the leader of the men in black robes, intently looking at Austin with sharp eyes and furrowed brows.

"Chere! Letcut off all of your heads!"

Austin, who now looked extremely pissed upon sighting the assemblage of troops outside his world, thundered furiously.

And in a matter of seconds, a fierce battle broke out, disrupting the serenity of the sky.

The two giants, Humpty and Dumpty, were the first to counter-attack.

They stood erectly with their towering figures and heads reaching deep in the sky. Stars enveloped their bodies with bright twinkles

that displayed a rather intense visual pressure to their opponents.

Boom!

The two giants stomped their feet, and terrible force spurted out, causing the sky and earth to violently shake. It was so impactful

that the corpse soldiers, who were near the titans, burst into pieces in an instant, splashing in the starry sky like a batch of

fireworks.

Like wild, ancient animals, the giants rushed to the warriors of the underworld.

"Damn it!

That is the giant race from the Immortal World. | thought they had gone extinct a long tago! How cthey're here?!"

the leader of the men in black robe cried out as he tilted his head up, looking at the towering giants with utmost surprise.

"Kill

yelled the Eight Stone Saints, charging at the enemy like eight big fireballs.

They were belligerent and combative, as evidenced by the fire of conviction in their eyes.

Aside from them were the Evil Shadow King and Damon, who furiously ran towards the enemy, ready for any attack coming their

way.

These two were at the sect ancestor level, and although they were not as powerful as the leader of the Heavenly Palace, they were

above the strength of any other ordinary sect ancestor.

"These bastards dare to provoke us!

Let's go up together and teach these fools a lesson!"

shouted the suprholy tree, enraged by now. This haughty and imperious tree wouldn't afford to be insulted by anyone.

Under its command, the other seven holy trees rallied up with it and began to form an array. The eight holy trees connected with

each other, sharing the sbreath and energy.

A golden pagoda gradually materialized, which emitted massive golden waves of energy that suppressed the warriors from the

underworld.

The combined power of these holy trees was much more powerful than that of any ordinary sect ancestors!

In an attempt to fight back the united forces of the Immortal End Alliance, the black-robed men each took out a strange black

sickle, which burst out intense death energy.

"Kill

They immediately swarmed the allied cultivators, forging their sickle while their nostrils flared in a fury.

They were determined to lash everything out of the Immortal End World, with the only thing in mind--accomplishing Prince Ervin's

command.

For a time, the cutthroat battle disrupted the starry sky.

And just like any other battlefield, terrible energy collapsed in every corner of the space--only this time, it was rather intense.

"Catch Austin first!"

Suddenly, the leader of the black-robed men rushed towards Austin, with five of his companions tailing him.

"I'm waiting for you!" Austin uttered with a sneering smile on his lips.

As the classic arrogant Austin that he was, he took a big stride forward instead of dodging the attack.

His plan was to rally up all his formidable power to rattle and mortified his enemies.

A massive golden ball shot up to the sky, producing resplendent lights. Instantly, an endless sea of fire billowed and spread out at

the center of Austin's body.

He employed his bodily movement skill, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared next to one of the men in black robes. This skill of

twisting space enabled him to display an illusion: showing his image still where he was, when, in fact, he was beside the man in

black all along.

Swish!

Austin raised his hand, and instantly, several beams of sword-light that were actually contained the energy of twenty thousand

sword moves were unleashed at the stime.

Each beam of sword-light was extremely sharp and fast, breaking through the space like lightning.

The man in a black robe was not expecting such bizarre bodily movement skills. He was frozen to the stand, hands almost tied, and

mouth agape. Before he could even respond, Austin had already cto his side.

In a moment of desperation, the man in black robe reached out his sickle, which shone with towering death aura, in hopes of

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withstanding the attack.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With several deafening sounds, the man in a black robe was forced to retreat.

Although Austin had just broken through to the sect ancestor level not long ago, he was clearly much more powerful than any

other ordinary cultivators at this level.

Bang!

His movements were faster than lightning. With the two treasure pots in his hands, he launched a punch towards the man while

the latter was occupied retreating.

At the stime, a tall and robust figure appeared. With just a swing of his hand, dark runes shot towards the man in a black robe.

The demonic avatar, who was Austin's most prized weapon, employed the World Sealing Tabooed Magic.

Now that it had reached the ninth stage of the World Sealing Tabooed Magic, it was even more powerful than before. Its attack was

far more polished and precise, shooting the enemy wounded spot-on.

Puff!

Under the joint attack of Austin and the demonic avatar, the man in a black robe was finally exploded into pieces, reduced into

nothing but spurts of blood and flesh.

A cultivator of the sect ancestor level from underworld was killed by Austin effortlessly!

Then, a yellow and old rune paper drifted in the air and slowly flew towards Austin.

He reached out to catch the rune paper and immediately hid it away.

The appearance of this rune paper meant that these black-robed men were actually refined from corpses!

"Be careful, guys! Austin is a strong fighter!"

the leader of the corpse soldiers warned his comrades. His eyes displayed the slight alarm he felt the moment he saw the young

man slaughter one of his men.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Two fast black-robed warriors, one from left and the other from the right, charged at Austin at the stime, ready to kill the boy.

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