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 and become servants of

leaders itched with anxiety as they

of them would be a tragedy to

the younger ones. Under this powerful protection, they slowly began regaining their consciousness

"It's horrible!

grasp on my own

the ghost race! It has

fear still hovered in them when the eight

negative emotions, having almost lost total control

faster and get out of this space, or who knows what unimaginable consequences we

suggested an old man.

the twelve

white saw them taking off and waved his hand gently. Another wave of negative

time, the revolting ghosts charged ahead in a

twelve leaders immediately slowed down, especially the eight younger ones. Their minds became distorted

is difficult to deal

all

real body hasn't made a move yet. It looks like his avatars alone have held us

leaders

to see at a glance that the

had

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

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

entire race would

we're being caught

because of Austin and the

come into this area if we weren't tracking

Austin and the fire source

space and time. Why can't

the ghost race is so

think of Austin and

action now, or soon the eight of them will lose their consciousness

of

old leaders extended their helping hands towards the eight again, releasing their powerful spiritual senses