The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Want to give your new magic treasure a try? Here's your chance,"

Peterson urged Austin.

"Let's do it!"

Austin answered with an eager nod.

With a wave of his hand, Peterson sent Austin to the opposite side of the sea of stars.

Ervin and the three commanders had just reached the coast, but Austin appeared in front of them before they could cross the sea.

"It's Austin from the Immortal End World!"

Commander Graves and Commander Waldo recognized Austin immediately.

"So you're the infamous Austin.

| can't believe you ctoyourself," Ervin said, sneering.

He motioned to his commanders. "I want his blood. Get him!"

He had mistaken Austin for a descendant of a god and thought Austin's blood would improve his strength greatly.

"Nice and easy now, boy. Just surrender quietly,"

Commander Graves said with a sneer.

He was a genuine immortal while Austin was only at sect ancestor level. He was confident of an easy victory.

When Austin didn't respond, Commander Graves lifted his hand, preparing to strike.

The hand was so massive it seemed it could hold anything in the world. It now bore down on Austin at great speed.

Masters at the Genuine Immortal Realm had a deep understanding of the laws of nature. Their every move contained formidable

power.

But before the hand could seize Austin, a broken pot showed up, blocking the way.

"You bastards of hell! Get your asses over here and bow down to me!" the Heavenly Majestic Pot shouted.

It had just been refined by Austin against its will, so it was still in a bad mood.

It was glad enough to vent its anger on the people of the underworld.

It then released great power, exploding Commander Graves's hand into pieces.

Blood and bones scattered everywhere.

Commander Graves himself was thrown violently backward, coughing up blood.

"What the hell? Where did that cfrom?!"

Ervin, Commander Waldo, Commander Truman and Commander Graves gaped at the Heavenly Majestic Pot in shock.

They never imagined anything could hurt a genuine immortal in just one strike!

Austin was both surprised and pleased at the result. 'Just as Master Peterson said, the Heavenly Majestic Pot can defeat genuine

immortals effortlessly. It is not a disappointment, ' he thought, smiling to himself.

"Well? What are you all looking at? | told the four of you to get over here and kneel before me!

Get over here while | decide how to punish you!" the Heavenly Majestic Pot continued shouting.

It was beginning to feel much better now it had these punching bags.

"Be careful.

This magic treasure has its soul and its own consciousness. Don't underestimate it," Ervin warned his companions before stepping

back.

He transported himself further and further away, not stopping until he was hundreds of thousands of miles away from where he

had been. He had read many old books in the underworld since childhood. He recognized what the pot was.

His three commanders had likewise sensed danger and retreated at a safer distance.

The pot emanated so much power it made them tremble.

"Damn it! Where do you think you're going?!" the Heavenly Majestic Pot roared.

It was short-tempered and snappish.

In the next few moments, it began shooting out dazzling light rays, itching for a target.

Ervin was growing more and more irritated and less and less intimidated with this sentient magic treasure.

He had a high status and had met lots of masters in the underworld. No matter how strong they were, they always treated him

with the utmost respect. The Heavenly Majestic Pot's attitude was completely unacceptable. He had never before been insulted like

this.

Boiling with anger, Ervin took out the Corpse-destroying Flag.

The moment the flag was drawn out, the sky shook vigorously. The flag grew bigger and bigger until it covered the sky, emitting

corpse miasma so strong it was visible to the naked eye.

Loud sounds rang out through the air, so ear-splitting it seemed the area would somehow break apart.

Although the Corpse-destroying Flag was not one of the top magic treasures in the underworld, it was rare enough and was

likewise able to terminate genuine immortals without any difficulty.

Ervin launched the massive black flag. It fluttered in the air as it flew toward the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

The pot was unimpressed. "You're using such low-level treasures on me? How ridiculous!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot snorted.

It dashed forward while rotating, unleashing and spreading out enormous energy.

Struck by the Heavenly Majestic Pot's force, a third of the Corpse-destroying flag dissipated into fine powder.

"Save it, Prince Ervin! Run!" Commander Graves shouted.

Spooked by what they just witnessed, he and the other two commanders of the underworld began to flee.

All of them knew the power of the Corpse-destroying Flag, but this pot almost obliterated it in one hit!

They were terrified of what the mysterious pot could do to them.

The three commanders imagined they stood no chance against it.

The sthought was just dawning on Ervin. He lost his daring and turned around, deciding to run away.

"There is no escape for you!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot declared before chasing after them.

In a blink of an eye, it had caught up with Commander Truman.

It took the pot only one strike to finish him off, obliterating him down to his soul.

It was him who had brought the Corpse-destroying Flag from the underworld, thinking it could guarantee their safety. He had been

fatally mistaken.

The Heavenly Majestic Pot then went after its next target—Commander Waldo.

"Prince Ervin, help me!"

Commander Waldo screamed in fear.

The Heavenly Majestic Pot was so fast that no sooner had he shouted for help, it was already at his heels.

"Fuck off!" he shrieked.

With that, Commander Waldo turned into a corpse-eating beast.

The beast emitted overwhelming corpse miasma, trying to deter the attack of the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

However, its efforts were in vain.

The Heavenly Majestic Pot struck the beast, blowing the creature into pieces.

Its soul emerged from the blood mist. But before it could flee, an old man's face appeared on the Heavenly Majestic Pot, opened its

jaws, and devoured the soul.

"No one's getting out of here alive!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot crowed, grinning maniacally.

It continued to hunt the remaining targets—Ervin and Commander Graves.

Austin was shaken to his core having just watched two genuine immortals die.

‘The Heavenly Majestic Pot is more powerful than | could have ever imagined. I'm lucky to be its master, ' he thought.

Panic-stricken, Ervin ran as fast as he could.

As he fled, he threw what remained of the Corpse-destroying Flag at the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

The flag soared helplessly in the air

before it collided squarely with the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

Crisp sounds cfrom the flag as cracks appeared on its surface. In the next moment, it shattered into pieces like porcelain,

fabric scraps floating away in the air.

While this was happening, Ervin had opened his mouth, releasing a thumb-sized black boat in the air.

The boat grew bigger and bigger in the wind until it becseveral meters long.

He and Commander Graves quickly jumped on.

The boat quivered slightly before shooting off and disappearing into the void.

Watching the scene, Austin sensed the boat was able to travel through space, powered by magical arrays related to space and

time.

Since Ervin was royalty in the underworld, it was normal for him to have valuable secret weapons that could help him escape at

critical moments, Austin surmised.

"Damn it! Those bastards are fast!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot grumbled, a little disappointed at having lost sof its prey.

"That was impressive! You are truly amazing!"

Austin called out, heaping praise on the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

"No need to tell me!

You see how lucky you are now, you brat? Fuck! I still can't believe | have to call you my master!"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot said, pouting.

Austin could only respond with a smile.

The thought occurred to him that he could one day be as powerful as the Heavenly Majestic Pot or even better, as long as he

worked hard on his training.

Just then, Austin suddenly received a message in his Soul Sea.

It was from Kevin of the Immortal End World.

It reported that troops of the Divine Sect were attacking their world.

Austin's face fell at the news.

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