The Supreme God

Being a zealous and well-prepared martial arts cultivator, Austin was about to start his training.

However, a loud voice echoed across Beast Mountain.

"I am Theon from Sun Sect. Unusual phenomena have been reported in the Grand Desolation Mountain. All outer disciples from Sun Sect are required to leave the mountain as quickly as possible and return to headquarters. Any outer disciple who violates this direct order will be expelled from Sun Sect."

Theon?

The name sounded familiar to Austin, but he couldn't quite remember the person.

All outer disciples who were practicing martial arts in the Beast Mountain knew the name.

"Theon, the Sect Leader, has come here," somebody whispered.

Theon was the leader of Sun Sect. He controlled everything and was respected by all the disciples.

As the words were said, a distinguished, middle-aged man glided overhead. He radiated a commanding aura as he stood on a white disc that glimmered in the light as it flew past.

The expression on the faces of the outer disciples that had caught a glimpse of Theon conveyed the awe they felt for him.

He was admired and respected by both, inner and outer disciples, as well as cultivators and ordinary people.

It seemed that the battle occurring on Grand Desolation Mountain had drawn the attention of high level cultivators. It must be significant enough for the leader of Sun Sect to investigate it personally.

Long after Sect Leader Theon had flown past, the disciples were still gaping in his direction. They had the rare opportunity to see their Sect Leader, and each disciple was filled with a sense of admiration.

They wondered if and when would they acquire abilities equivalent to their Sect Leader's. Perhaps they would never achieve such a high level.

Their Sect Leader's orders couldn't be defied.

On top of that, Sect Leader was flying overhead, supervising the retreat.

Within an hour, all disciples of Sun Sect had left the mountain.

To display their capabilities before Theon, the disciples used their best skills when withdrawing from the mountain.

Austin followed orders as well. He used his martial arts to leave Beast Mountain.

However, to hide from Marvin, Austin had gone deep into the mountain to practice.

Since ordinary disciples weren't capable of protecting themselves from second-grade diabolic beasts, they couldn't risk going deep into the mountain. Austin was different. He could afford to venture into the mountain.

When it was time to leave, Austin was further away than the other disciples. Hence, he fell behind and couldn't catch up with them.

Wind-commanding Skill to move forward as quickly

a red

was headed straight for Austin!

a thing and hence, found the situation to be

the red light closed in on him. At the last minute, he

was quicker

light hit

able to summon his vital energy

injuries

the red light hit his body and disappeared.

that he felt nothing—no pain, no itching, nothing.

trousers and looked at his

this red

hurt

both, shocked and

he didn't hasten to leave the mountain. And so, he summoned the Wind-commanding Skill

as he had now reached the sixth-level

at his shabby cottage located at the

martial arts in Beast Mountain for a dozen

a month and

before his shabby cottage,

Austin felt comforted by the sight of his

so long. Now, all he wanted to do was sleep

hard life when he trained on Beast Mountain. He fought with some diabolic beasts, and

had been tense. He was exhausted. As a result, he fell asleep quickly. When he woke, Austin looked outside and found that the moon

into his cottage through the window. It was beautiful, peaceful, and wonderful.

got up and started sorting his trophies from his trip to

hand, Austin groped for

uttered spells under his

heap of

twenty-two white earth spirit fruits and dozens of beast

dead bodies of diabolic beasts, and a variety of organs

flowers such as vital energy wort, netherworld flower,

the few low-level flowers he

were the most expensive things he had acquired from the mountain. Austin wasn't ready to

in the market, he would use them to advance his cultivation base. With a satisfied smile, Austin took one last glimpse at his treasures

beasts, and spiritual herbs were worth about 1, 000 vital