The Supreme God

"The older leaders of the Time Chamber Sect are too powerful for us!"

Austin and the fire source beast exclaimed when they discovered that all the surging ghosts had been killed quite easily.

They had come across those pesky ghosts before and they knew all too well how difficult they were to deal with. Fortunately, Austin's mind power had been strong enough to get them out of that tough situation. He made a breakthrough at the critical moment to vanquish the army and get them out to safety.

However, the four leaders seemed to have taken care of the ghosts with little effort. Austin and the beast could not help let out a sigh with the thought of this in mind.

"These four are indeed very powerful."

The senior master of the fire source beast race nodded in agreement.

"I think it's time to show them the power of emotions,"

said the man in white smiling suddenly.

The twelve leaders then felt a sudden ripple in the space around them.

The atmosphere shifted to one of gloom as they all began feeling uncomfortable.

Out of nowhere, a massive amount of anger, panic, resentment, malice, jealousy and greed turned to waves of energy, rushing out and drowning the twelve leaders.

Overwhelming feelings of restlessness and uneasiness overtook them in an instant.

A torrent of negative emotions then rushed into their Soul Seas.

It wasn't long before they were completely engulfed by an endless stream of negativity.

The eight younger ones couldn't bear it and screamed horrifically.

Their thoughts were overrun with all manner of negative emotions controlling them. They wanted nothing more than to vent their anger as wild and mad as they could manage.

Their auras radiated ruthlessness, their eyes turning red like vicious, tyrannical beasts.

"Ah! This is the ghost race's most powerful skill! They use emotions to control other creatures!"

The four older leaders were in a much better state, maintaining their consciousness. They had heard of this technique using emotions to subdue others.

Negative emotions were almost the inherited talent of the ghost race. The man in white had shown his trump card!

control of their own minds

with anxiety as they looked on at the eight youngsters struggling

them would be a tragedy

senses to envelop the younger ones. Under this powerful protection,

"It's horrible!

grasp on my own mind

race!

lingering fear still hovered in them when the eight

after all been surrounded by endless negative emotions, having

faster and get out of this

suggested an old man.

twelve leaders rushed out

in white saw them taking off and waved his hand gently. Another

the revolting ghosts charged ahead in a

ones. Their minds became distorted and shaken once more under the terrifying siege

is

all

move yet. It looks like his avatars alone have held us

four old leaders were

see at a glance that the ghosts hounding them were only the

ghost race only had one

of the darkness race had led all the senior leaders to beg the ghost race

real ghost's strength, not many would have been able to escape if he really attacked the

race would be

believe we're being caught by this horrible ghost

all because of Austin and the fire

into this area if we weren't

Austin and the fire source beast? Quite strange we have not found

and time. Why can't we

I think about it, the ghost race is so cruel and fierce. Those two are probably dead

help but think of Austin and

need to take action now, or soon the eight of them

of them

towards the eight again, releasing their powerful spiritual