The Supreme God of Martial Arts

There was a towering huge peak in the West Wind World, brimming with spiritual energy, upon which stood a lavish palace.

This palace was the hof the old man-Hank, the highest leader of the West Wind World.

The elder introduced himself to Austin politely. He shook his hand with a casual confidence that so often accompanied men of that

stature.

In the dining room of the palace, Hank had arranged a grand banquet for Austin's entertainment.

A plethora of delicacies, spiritual fruits and wines were served in front of Austin one after another in a never-ending stream. It

seemed as though everything in the world was on the table. He was also accompanied by a dozen cultivators at the Immortal Saint

Realm led by Hank from the West Wind World.

Austin hesitated for a second before accepting the drinks. But upon being urged by the others, Austin decided to give in.

During the feast, Hank gave Austin a dozen Space Rings as a token of their gratitude.

Each one of the Space Rings contained different kinds of treasures from heaven and earth like precious herbs and high-grade

crystals. These were all very valuable and represented a grand fortune.

In the end, Austin had no choice but to accept these gifts as well.

After the feast, Hank arranged the most exquisite room in the palace for Austin. It was a large room with golden walls and a mirror

that scaled the length of the wall.

Austin sat cross legged in the room just for a moment. His body needed the rest. But before long he entered the Slave Tower.

Austin approached the rider he had captured just a while back.

"Humph! I'm the messenger of the underworld. I'm here to carry out a critical heavenly punishment.

The fact that you are detaininghas made you also an enemy of the underworld. You will not get away with it! | assure you!"

the rider said to Austin, stressing on the last word coldly. He wanted to make sure Austin understood just how much he loathed him

in particular.

"Don't makea scapegoat in all of this. Tell me, what's wrong with the underworld? Why did you create this whole corpse

disaster thing? And what about those corpse soldiers?"

Austin questioned the captive confidently.

"That is our secret and ours alone. No one is allowed to interfere or pry into it. And if someone does, they will be asking for

trouble...big trouble."

Hearing the tone of Austin's questions, the rider could not control his temper.

"Really? I'd like to see what 'big trouble’ you think you can cause here!"

Austin sneered back at him.

Whap! Whap! Whap!

Austin raised his hand and slapped him across his face several times.

"How dare you hit me?! The messenger of the underworld!"

The rider's cheeks had turned a bright red. He began trembling all over with anger and roared.

"Tell me, you filthy moron!"

Austin continued to beat him up.

Although the initial beatings had left him in shock, the captive decided to remain silent. Each tAustin laid hands on him, he

becmore resolute not to open his mouth.

"Still don't wanna talk, huh?"

Austin waved his hand in one swift movement and cut off one of the captive's arms. He looked far from a proud rider in that

moment.

"What is this? I"

Austin was surprised at the scene. The blood was rotten. It gave out a stench, so vile that Austin flinched upon smelling it.

The exposed muscles in the broken arm was also withered and rotten.

"You are a corpse too! How can this be?"

Austin was filled with a sense of surprise and curiosity.

"Our underworld is hto all the dead in this world. When they reach the end of their lives, all the living beings must cto the

underworld,"

the rider said this as a matter of fact and did not say anything more to clear the confusion on Austin's face.

"It's strange. This rider has such clarity of mind. Then how can he also be a corpse?

Is it possible someone else's soul has entered this corpse and is controlling its movements?’

Austin released his spiritual sense, trying to sense something in the rider's Soul Sea.

Bam!

All of a sudden, a huge black wave of energy attacked Austin's spiritual sense in his Soul Sea.

It was trying to prevent him from coming into contact with the rider's Soul Sea. But Austin's spiritual sense was very strong, so

strong that it turned into a giant white wave and went up against it.

After the tense battle, Austin's spiritual sense obtained the upper hand and forcibly penetrated into the Soul Sea of the rider.

"Itis a rune!"

Austin exclaimed absolutely surprised.

In reality, it turned out that there was no spiritual soul, someone else's spiritual soul mark, or a spiritual avatar in his Soul Sea.

There was only a yellow rune paper.

The rune emitted a mysterious and ancient aura and was difficult to interpret.

"What the hell are you?"

Austin asked the rune earnestly.

"Ha-ha! You puny creature, how dare you pry into the secrets of the underworld?

| advise you to releaseat once, or you will get into sserious trouble!"

A sound cout from the rune consciously.

It was obvious that the voice of the rider when he spoke earlier was actually coming from this rune.

"Stubborn, aren't you?"

Austin looked at it with a careless indifference.

A massive sound was heard as the SuprSpiritual Pot rushed into the Soul Sea of the rider under the control of Austin and

collided with the rune.

Boom!

Several dark ripples spread out from the yellow rune paper. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a black hurricane that roared

and rushed at Austin's SuprSpiritual Pot.

Boom!

The SuprSpiritual Pot struck a heavy blow and dissipated all the black cyclones, hitting the yellow rune paper.

The yellow rune paper was thrown out because of the collision.

"Say it, or I'll break you into a million pieces!"

Austin shouted with vengeance.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of cracks slowly appeared on that rune paper after enduring the continuous smashing by the SuprSpiritual Pot.

However, in spite of Austin's threats, there was no compromise from the rune paper.

Austin was shocked to the core.

It was astonishing. Austin had smashed the rune paper more than a dozen times in a row by using the SuprSpiritual Pot,

creating many cracks on it. But it was not enough to destroy it completely!

With Austin's current spiritual sense power and the strength of the SuprSpiritual Pot, he could have easily crushed the spiritual

soul of a grand leader from the Evil Abyss World!

"In that case, | will destroy you, no matter how long it takes!"

Austin was deeply enraged.

With a bang, the SuprSpiritual Pot finally crashed the yellow rune paper into infinite pieces.

All of a sudden, yellow light spots were floating away in every direction.

Among the faint yellow dots, Austin was confronted with a vision.

On a huge altar, there stood a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe with a wooden sword in his hand. He was dancing and singing

mysterious curses.

On the ground of the altar lay many corpses.

Then the Taoist priest waved his wooden sword and picked up many rune papers. He struck them into the corpses' body with his

magical power.

Then, those corpses seemed to have cto life and rose up from the ground.

While on the altar, after the Taoist finished his process, he turned around and smiled weirdly in Austin's direction.

It looked as if he had seen Austin and was laughing at him!

When Austin looked carefully, all the yellow light spots disappeared with a loud ear-piercing sound.

With a crack, the rider's corpse also lost all its energy sources and fell to the ground. It transformed back into the rotten corpse

that it really was.

"lI don't think this is true, but... These corpses moved around alive in the world because a mysterious rune paper was put in these

bodies?"

Austin gazed at the corpses lying on the ground, stunned.

"Use rune papers to bring the corpse to life, control it......

Who on this earth has such an incredible ability?"

Austin felt his scalp tingling.

Suddenly it hit him.

"It feels so familiar ... The corpse controller from the earth! No way! | thought it was only a horrid story!"

Austin almost jumped up in joy.

What a coincidence! Or was it?

Austin's mouth curled in a wry smile.

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