The Supreme God of Martial Arts

After lots of effort and time, Austin had finally managed to kill Bartholomew. In a way, he hadn't been expecting it. After all,

Bartholomew had been a powerful figure in the TChamber Sect and had intimidated the whole Absolute Space Sea.

Currently, the Ninth Floor was having large amounts of blood dumped on it from the heavens. Countless cries filled the air.

The death of a god of chaos always caused strange phenomena between heaven and earth. In Bartholomew's case, he had

managed the Ninth Floor for a long tand deeply engraved all the laws he had comprehended into the space sea of the Ninth

Floor. Now that he had passed on, they would stop working and cause glitches in the environment.

Shortly following this, all of Bartholomew's Spiritual Tablets that were located in the countless cosmos, stars, and worlds within the

Ninth Floor exploded one at a time.

The races and forces that lived there cried and howled towards the sky.

The Ninth Floor was a relatively large space sea that contained many big and small worlds. Throughout all of them, the forces and

races had mostly worshiped Bartholomew.

In short, Bartholomew had been the main belief and spiritual pillar for all the creatures in the space sea of the Ninth Floor.

Now that their spiritual pillar had collapsed, the races had to stand in its dust and mourn.

"l can't believe someone killed Master Bartholomew!"

"We're doomed. Our Ninth Floor is doomed!"

Over the next few hours, loud cries and screams of anguish reached every corner.

Meanwhile,

in the headquarters of the TChamber Sect, a discussion was taking place.

In a hidden space far on the inside, four senior leaders were sitting cross-legged, facing each other.

"Do you remember what we heard about the man from the ghost race?

The rumors all seem to be true!"

one of the senior leaders exclaimed, sighing deeply.

"Yes.

His power is beyond my imagination.

Even if the four of us were to fight him together, it would still be difficult for us to defeat him,"

another senior leader said, nodding his head.

"But we did manage to escape him.

In the future, if we avoid that dangerous space, | don't think we will be likely to meet that man from the ghost race again,"

a senior leader suggested.

"He's right. It is said that that man from the ghost race is currently being held in that space and tby the senior master of the

fire source beast race.

So, | guess we can't underestimate the strength of the old man of the fire source beast race either,"

another senior leader chimed in.

"As long as the old man of the fire source beast race can keep the man from the ghost race trapped in that space and time, we

don't need to be afraid of him coming here or anywhere else in the Absolute Space Sea,"

a senior leader said.

"Yes, you are right."

The other three senior leaders all nodded in agreement.

For a short tafter the four of them had escaped from that space and time, they had been constantly worrying that the man

from the ghost race would cto the TChamber Sect to finish what he had started.

Later, once they had recalled everything that had happened in great detail, they finally realized that the man from the ghost race

was stuck in that space and tand that the senior master of the fire source beast race held him there.

Otherwise, the man from the ghost race would have already left that space and tlong ago.

"It's a good thing we were able to escape!"

As they recalled their moments spent in that space and time, the four senior leaders still felt lingering fear.

"Recently, our TChamber Sect has been developing well.

Our strength improves every day. Now, we're not much weaker than the darkness race,"

a senior leader pointed out, changing the topic.

"No!

It seems that way on the surface,

but don't forget that the real top master of the darkness race is Yahir, not the three Lords of Darkness.

Do you think the four of us are as strong as Yahir?"

another senior leader exclaimed, shaking his head.

Just the sound of Yahir's name

sent the other three senior leaders into a long silence.

"No, our combined strength does not compare to Yahir's,"

a senior leader finally said, sighing heavily.

"You don't sound very certain about that. It's absolutely impossible for us to compare ourselves to Yahir!"

the previous senior leader said affirmatively.

"Our TChamber Sect has made sprogress, but we can't act conceited.

And, of course, we can't provoke the darkness race.

As long as Yahir lives, our TChamber Sect will not be able to bring him down,"

the senior leader continued.

"Yes, you are right."

The other three senior leaders were silent for a moment but then they all nodded in agreement.

"But if the four of us work hard, our strength will reach Yahir's level one day!

After all, he is old and we are in our prime!"

the senior leader added.

"Yes!

From now on, the four of us have to work hard on our cultivation!"

the other three senior leaders said at the stime, finally perking up a bit.

Then,

one of their faces dropped. He was holding a Contact Jade Slip in his hand.

"What?" When he finished reading the information in the jade slip,

his face looked even more grave.

"What happened?"

the other three senior leaders asked, staring at him with anxious eyes.

"Bartholomew sent us a message asking for help. Someone had broken into the Ninth Floor and attacked him,"

the senior leader answered in a low voice.

"What? Someone broke into the Ninth Floor?

Who was it?

The Ninth Floor is a part of our TChamber Sect's territory. Anyone who messes with us deserves death!

Not even the darkness race is foolish enough to provoke us outright!"

As they waited to find out who had done it, the other three senior leaders felt fury fill them.

"It's Austin and the underage fire source beast. The two of them got into the Ninth Floor and attacked Bartholomew together!"

the senior leader who had received the message announced.

"What?

It's Austin and the fire source beast?

That's impossible!

Aren't they trapped in that space and tby the man from the ghost race?

How did they escape?"

Shock and confusion clouded the minds of the senior leaders of the TChamber Sect.

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