The Supreme God of Martial Arts

The middle-aged man initially dismissed Austin's potency. He thought of him as feeble and decrepit—no better than an ant.

But the young man had exceeded his expectations and more. He stood there, absolutely dumbfounded with the power Austin held.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even damage him for one bit.

This unforeseen event trampled the middle-aged man's pride.

Although embarrassed, he did his best to conceal it. He kept giving his best attacks on Austin. However, no matter how hard he

kept on fighting, his enemy remained unscathed. Exhausted, he eventually threw the white flag and gave up.

He was overcwith frustration and bewilderment.

"Something's definitely going on.

He is still uninjured after all those attacks! This guy cannot be killed!"

The other eleven guards couldn't take off their eyes at the battle. They were just as thunderstruck as the middle-aged man.

"Brat, tell me, what tricks are you playing?

How could you defend through my attacks for this long? Something is amiss."

The middle-aged man who failed to hurt Austin angrily demanded an explanation.

"Tch. Boring.

| don't owe you answers. Why don't you go to hell?"

Austin shook his head.

He concentrated deeply,

and a faint sword light appeared that went straight towards the middle-aged man.

Austin had performed the Ultimate Mind Sword Skill.

With him getting better at swordsmanship, the skill he unleashed was more potent by tenfold.

He could even injure the governing god using this technique at his current state.

The Twelve Ethereal Guards were just semi-governing gods.

Compared to the governing gods, they were much weaker. Hence, Austin's skill would be more effective at their level.

"Brat, you..."

The middle-aged man was unable to finish his sentence—Austin didn't give him a chance. The sword light was already incoming at

lightning speed towards him. As he realized this, his eyes widened in fear and panic and he simply remained motionless like a deer

in the headlights.

Then, as soon as the attack was released,

crisp sounds were heard from his body.

The other eleven guards couldn't believe what they just witnessed. They had their mouths wide open in sheer shock—they were

speechless.

Under their startled gaze,

his body broke into a dozen pieces,

leaving blood and bones everywhere.

Austin had pillaged all the valuable things from the middle-aged man before he attacked.

This was a habit that Austin had developed over the years. It was deeply rooted in his system that it was difficult to change it.

Thanks to this practice, his wealth was beyond imagination. Plus, no treasures would be wasted once he annihilated his victims.

"What the hell ?"

The other eleven guards were all nonplussed. They switched their gazes from Austin to their former companion's carcass.

Everything happened so fast that they had a hard tprocessing what transpired.

Their comrade was killed in a heartbeat. He couldn't even defend himself before he died.

Austin's display of strength sent a chill down their spines.

They were at a loss for words. It was a rollercoaster of emotions—they were dumbstruck, enraged, and fearful all at the stime.

Warner and Emmet spent most of their tin cultivation so they seldom showed up in public. Hence, their most trusted

underlings—the Twelve Ethereal Guards were the ones in charge of the Ethereal World.

The Twelve Ethereal Guards were held to a high standard. They were highly respected and everyone revered them.

They had lots of men at their disposal, and they ruled the Ethereal World together.

Working together as a team, they were all in service of Warner and Emmet. Therefore, they got on well.

The twelve of them held a great power—people from all over the Ethereal World would take orders from them in one go.

They represented power and status.

However, just like that, one of them got killed. To make matters worse, the young man who slaughtered their companion did not

even break a sweat.

If this got out, their reputation would be damaged.

None of the Twelve Ethereal Guards had seen this coming.

At the beginning of the fight, they were complacent. They were certain that they would win this battle easily. How could they not

think so? After all, they had their enemy outnumbered and they were significantly stronger than him—or so they thought.

Surprisingly, Austin's strength was beyond their imagination. He had turned the tide.

The Ethereal Guards were brimming with unexplainable rage and annoyance.

"That was amazing, master!"

"You are invincible! No cultivator could ever be your match!"

Austin's divine god slaves cheered up and excitedly boosted his morale. On the other hand, the remaining Ethereal Guards were

seething with rage—they were terribly insulted.

"How dare you lay a hand on us, brat?

You've committed a capital offense. We will execute you,"

the eleven Ethereal Guards roared, simmering with anger.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

They activated their bodily movement skills and closed in on Austin at full speed.

"Stay out of this. | will handle them,"

Austin warned his slaves through his spiritual sense.

This would be ideal for him. The simultaneous attacks of the Ethereal Guards would mean that he could absorb more sword aura

and sword intent.

They did exactly what he wanted them to do. Hence, facing the eleven masters did not faze him at all. Instead, he was thrilled—he

had already anticipated this.

The Ethereal Guards synchronously took action.

They unleashed a tremendous amount of sword aura to take Austin down.

"Great!"

Austin smiled mischievously and stood still.

The five truths of swordsmanship and the world of swordsmanship in his body were activated at the stime. The concurrent

forces produced by these were far too strong!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sharp sword auras continuously cut through Austin's body, leaving several wounds.

Most of them were just scratches.

These minor injuries couldn't cause any harm to Austin.

"This is amazing!" Austin loudly exclaimed.

He was elated.

The sword lights released by these guards contained a lot of great cosmos force.

Since Austin absorbed the sword aura and sword intent, the great cosmos force transformed into his own energy. He smirked

darkly.

"H-How is that possible? !

This is all a lie! This is impossible!

What kind of monster is this brat? Why can't we kill him?"

"It must be an illusion. It doesn't make any sense!"

"It can't be!"

The eleven Ethereal Guards were starting to have a mental breakdown—they were at their wits' end. How could they kill someone

who only received minimal damage after they gave their all? This was too much for them to take in.

‘Damn it! How are we going to bring him down?

He just stood there! He received all our blows and yet, he is still unscathed.

There is nothing left for us to do.

Even if we continue to attack him, we can't take him out,’ they dejectedly thought.

"Retreat! We need to fall back and tell our masters about this.

At this rate, only our masters can handle this brat," one of the Ethereal Guards shouted, seething in anger.

This might be against his preference to walk away in the fight, but they were left with no choice. Surely, this would cause massive

humiliation, but it was a better option compared to dying in this battle.

"Humph! You were the ones who initiated this, and now you have the audacity to escape? Do you really think | will let you get away

just like that?"

Austin sneered at the panic-stricken masters.

He waved his sleeve,

and a faint sword light slashed out.

Immediately, fear overtook eleven Ethereal Guards. They got goose bumps all over their bodies.

They had no tto think about the next action; they summoned their best techniques to withstand the upcoming attack.

Whoosh!

The sword light released by Austin swept across the sky, getting closer to them.

In a matter of seconds,

the eleven Ethereal Guards sustained severe damage.

Sof them lost their arms or legs, swere cut into half and the rest were beheaded.

None of them were left intact and unharmed.

"Fuck! This is too damn cruel, you brat!

How dare you do this to us?"

"Watch me, you brat. | won't let you go!

You're as good as dead!"

The eleven Ethereal Guards howled miserably. They were terribly scared of Austin and the power he had, but they had to feign

their confidence. This defeat was very demeaning to their status, after all. This battle made them despise Austin to their very core.

Although they received grievous injuries, it wasn't enough to kill them.

In an instant, the eleven Ethereal Guards regrew their lost body parts. They were complete again.

Then, they unleashed their bodily movement skills and desperately escaped once they had the chance.

Freaked out, they had no intentions of staying any longer in there. They frantically fled.

"| said... you can't get away,"

Austin notified with a cruel sneer.

He opened his mouth,

and a glowing flying sword flew out.

This flying sword was made by over thirty million famous swords. Its power was beyond anyone could ever fathom.

Wherever the flying sword passed, the space collapsed, energy dissipated, and laws broke. It seemed to have the capacity to

destroy anything.

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