The Supreme God

Austin felt awkward when he realized that Scott was ignoring him. But he could do nothing. The world paid attention to strength alone. The ones with great power were respected, while the weak were like tiny ants, scrambling to and fro in fear of someone stepping on them.

"Huh, what made this group of losers come to disturb us? Everyone, cut off one of your own arms, and then get out!"

The expression on Barbara's face was cold. She was by no means weak, for she had a powerful cultivation base.

Backed by her elder brother, who was a core disciple of the Peripatetic Sect, she didn't find it necessary to deem the inner disciples significant in any way, and that included Nigel.

"Hey!"

Nigel snorted and pissed off at the dismissal.

"Scott, human beings die in pursuit of wealth, and birds die in pursuit of food. Since we are already here, we won't leave so easily. As the saying goes, one who has seen wealth must get one's share in it. Why don't you give us a part of Gilbert's fortune? If we fight over it, you might not win. You are at the middle level of the Earth Realm, which three of us are already at. You think I am scared of you, you gigolo?"

Nigel's vital energy unfurled from his body for everyone to see. His robe swished dramatically although there was no wind to help it along.

"Scott, you've returned kindness with ingratitude. You've forgotten all about decency and morals at the first sight of fortune. You murdered my brother. I've never met a more unfaithful person. You abandoned me once you were done using me! Today, you must repay for all of it!"

The veins on Lois' forehead bulged out. The rage on her face was a significant turnabout from her usual charm.

"Hah, the winner takes all, as always! All the world's affairs are such. I have nothing to say about what happened to Gilbert. As for my abandoning you after using you? I don't know how many boyfriends you had before me. You think I would have pursued you if not for Gilbert's wealth, you little moron?"

Scott drawled, laughing openly and without any sense of guilt.

He was intelligent enough to know that these people were willing to risk their lives since they had come to him. He didn't make any false claims. Meeting them, he gave them tit for tat so his authority was maintained.

"Scott, why do you bother talking to them? The liquid medicine has almost been boiled. Hurry up and kill them. Otherwise it will influence your cultivating effect."

Barbara's beautiful eyes were still cold. An unsheathed long sword appeared in her slender hand out of nowhere, shining bright like river water.

"Let's begin!"

his right leg in a kick and the air seemed to explode,

instant, it condensed into a huge black demonic foot that tried to tread

"Black Demonic Foot!"

energy running through his palms like a flood, sweeping the sand on the ground

Ghost Cutting Skill!

them, a yellow machete emerged, a materialization of his vital energy. As soon as the weapon appeared, it flew off at lightning speed, trying to chop away at Scott.

are

he made a circle with his

my Mysterious Ice

Crack! Crack!

Black Demonic Foot and Nigel's Ghost Cutting Skill attacked the ice shield simultaneously, hitting it with expendable fragments of dirt,

forces to break Scott's single-handed defense technique, but

what if three of your league-men are at the middle level of the Earth Realm? You haven't even steadied your realm, yet you

Scott rapidly formed a seal with his hands. The ancient and mysterious sealing skills were in a visible state of flux between his flexible hands as they

rolling and shuffling as great power shot about him, covering a space of several

forceful vital energy to be exceptionally

were shocked. Scott's vital energy cultivation base was brutal!

my Full Moon Radiance

seemed to tremble with a reverberating buzz.

condensed out of his vital energy appeared before Scott, reflecting the bright glow of the sun.

and earth seemed to have

everyone present, the potency of

have actually cultivated the Full Moon

two teammates shouted out, an inexplicable, petrified expression enveloping their

in the Peripatetic Sect, famous for

visibly scared. He never

we all