The Supreme God

Sighing heavily, Austin carried both bodies of the men he killed into the woods to conceal them, hardly making any sound at all. Once he accomplished this task, he again disappeared.

For a while, the dense forest was silent and peaceful. Occasionally, a few beasts jumped through the woods, startling birds resting on branches as they made their way across.

But the serenity didn't last very long. The silence was interrupted by a disciple, who was running away, a look of desperation on his sweaty face. His motions and heavy panting startled the birds and drove them away.

Ignoring the damage he was leaving in his trail, he kept on running. From time to time, he would glance back at the dark forest behind him, a look of horror on his face as if wild and ferocious animals were right behind him.

He was one of the many outer disciples following Billy.

Along with two others, he had gone ahead in search of Austin.

As they wandered in the forest, Austin launched sneak attacks on them. They quickly realized Austin must have killed their teammates earlier. Two more from the team suffered the same fate. Only he managed to escape.

Out of breath after running several kilometers, the outer disciple suddenly had a look of eagerness once he saw the place far ahead.

He needed to run a few hundred meters more to reach the temporary stronghold of Marvin, Billy and other members of his group.

Once there, he would be able to seek the help of his companions, and there would be no need to fear Austin, who was probably still chasing him to end his life.

Pushing forward using his remaining strength, he jumped slightly and the soles of his feet stepped hard on a tree trunk. The momentum helped increased his running speed.

It was exhilarating to gain speed again, even after running fast for a long time. The outer disciple realized that all the effort he put in practicing his martial arts skill regularly had paid off.

the shelter, he became more hopeful that he would survive, and this thought made him so ecstatic that he ran even

figure standing about ten meters in front of

on his chest, followed by a black blade

that came out of his back before

on the ground and made a muffled "bang" sound.

disciple who fell on the grass, his

figure before him, and his pupils gradually turned

disciple slowly die, Austin whispered coldly," The sixth one... Since you were going to take my life, you

for being wicked and

Austin counted six outer disciples altogether.

every one of them weaker than Billy and Marvin,

the object of their hunt, so he had to take measures to protect himself against his hunters, and

tracked, and tracking his predators, again and again, the young

also astonished Austin that even after a whole day's continuous fighting, he seemed to have a new comprehension of his Wind-commanding Skill and felt he was

more precise, he had made further progress in his comprehension of the Wind-commanding Skill's third set, Using

practiced this ability, he felt like fluffy catkins floating in the wind, which was difficult to capture just like ghosts, moving

was now twice as fast.

this mistaken belief about

skill was erratic, though flexible when dealing with the enemy, and while its advance, retreat, and dodge modes helped him become more elusive to the enemy, it provided little advantage in long-distance running as

a man's vital energy to the fullest extent.

progress he made in his Wind-commanding Skill, Austin