The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Five warships left the Immortal End World and headed for the Heavenly Palace.

Austin only brought a part of the elite members of the Immortal End Alliance and over two hundred thousand men with him.

The rest of his crew stayed to protect the Immortal End World. Someone had to hold the defenses up just in case the enemies

pulled a fast one on them.

Austin knew that the universe was in utter chaos, so he left enough creatures to safeguard their world.

The sound of the Universe Drum was still reverberating.

Bands of creatures from different worlds were bound for the star cluster where the Heavenly Palace was located. Somewhere along

the way, these forces convened, almost blocking out the light as warships and beasts covered the sky.

After traversing the infinite space for days, they finally flooded into the star cluster where the Heavenly Palace stood.

Various creatures from different worlds crowded the area.

In support of the alliance, numerous masters that most creatures would have had no chance to meet, showed up in the star cluster.

Meantime, there was a remote, quiet star cluster.

But if one looked more closely, one could see countless buildings scattered all over in the air. Shrouded in dazzling golden lights,

they appeared majestic.

This was the headquarters of the Divine Sect, known to be the most mysterious force in the universe.

Ever since this sect showed up again in this universe, it had kept a low-key presence and visibility. It was cut off from other forces

and other worlds.

In a grand room inside one of the palaces of the Divine Sect, a charming middle-aged man in a soft flowing white robe was sitting

by an exquisite tea table, as two children carefully brewed stea.

"Looks like the army from hell has arrived.

War is now inevitable,"

the middle-aged man murmured.

Just then, somewhere inside the Divine Sect, an old altar that had been sitting for hundreds of years, began to stir and give a mild

glow.

Then just as quickly, it started to emit a brilliant golden light.

At the stime, it gave off a loud, rumbling sound, as it shook violently.

Having been abandoned for quite stime, the altar was covered with a thick layer of dust.

That this day would cwas not in anyone's expectations.

As the altar cto life, enveloped in an immense aura of blinding light, the middle-aged man at the tea table felt it.

Right in front of the children, he quickly turned into a ball of golden light that seemed to have gotten sucked by an unseen force,

passing through walls and more than a dozen palaces. In a flash, he arrived in front of the old altar.

At this point, the light radiating from the altar becmore and more radiant.

Then, a figure appeared at the altar.

It turned out to be a very ordinary looking old man. He was dressed in a yellow robe with the pattern of the eight diagrams.

"Master,"

the middle-aged man greeted as he bowed to the old man.

"I'm sorry to have made you stay here for so long,"

the elder said with a nod.

"Please don't say that.

This place is very peaceful and quiet, very suitable for cultivating. | kind of like it here,"

the middle-aged man replied humbly.

"I'm glad to hear that.

But now, | need you to do something for me.

This is very important. | hope you will not letdown,"

the elder said.

"Master, | am completely at your disposal,"

the middle-aged man replied, his head still slightly bowing.

"I got news that Peterson the Taoist Ancestor who left the Immortal World, probably took refuge here and then died of serious

injuries.

His lifetcollection and inheritance must be somewhere in the universe.

So, from now on, | need you to investigate this secretly and find his treasures,"

the elder replied.

"Peterson the Taoist Ancestor!

He had actually perished in this universe.

Are you sure about that, master?"

The middle-aged man was shocked by the news told by the old man.

‘Peterson the Taoist Ancestor was a well-known elite years ago.

He was the most powerful figure and almost everyone had heard about him back then.’

"After | received this news, | had made sinvestigations, asking around and found out that Peterson the Taoist Ancestor did end

up here.

From now on, you must try your best to find the treasures,"

the elder said.

"Don't worry, | will.

Rest assured, master. | will not disappoint you,"

the middle-aged man replied.

"Good. | always have faith in your capabilities.

But you have to proceed with great care. | heard that many ancient forces from different universes have learned about this. Soon

many people from those forces will be here, also to look for Peterson the Taoist Ancestor's treasures,"

the elder cautioned.

After that, the old man began to fade away and vanished into thin air.

Obviously, it was that elder's spiritual avatar.

In the Heavenly Palace.

The space near the headquarters of the Heavenly Palace had becfull of creatures from various worlds.

The living beings who had cfrom all over, found themselves a place nearby to stay and rest.

The star cluster was vast enough to accommodate all of them.

After Austin and his men reached it, they found a remote place and set up camp. There, they would be safe for the tbeing.

Austin and the masters of the Immortal End Alliance sat around cross legged, forming a small circle. Behind them were hundreds of

thousands of creatures from the Immortal End World.

The star cluster was filled with buzzing noise coming from the creatures.

At the stime, from afar, people from other worlds were rushing towards them.

"Look! It's the people from the Yaksha Palace!"

Asa said abruptly.

Austin looked up and saw a large army galloping towards them.

This troop was powerful. Each soldier was heavily armed from head to foot, their beasts growling while shaking the space around

them.

The one in front of the group was sitting on a violent beast with a big flag in his hands. The flag violently fluttered in the wind.

On the flag, it read, "Yaksha Palace".

Soon, this force of the Yaksha Palace reached the creatures from other worlds.

In the middle of the rushing troops of the Yaksha Palace, the most conspicuous one was a golden chariot.

The chariot was pulled by eight fierce white tigers with wings. Each tiger gave of signs of formidable power and swaggered into the

area.

On the chariot sat an old man in grey. Resting for a short bit, he closed his eyes with an indifferent expression, seemingly

indifferent to everything happening around him.

Slung on his back was a long, plain looking sword.

"Look! The vice leader of the Yaksha Palace is leading his men himself!"

one of many people who recognized the old man in grey, exclaimed.

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