The Supreme God

The young man from the Flaming Sun Valley snapped at Austin. His eyes were fixed on his target, while his hands were quietly pulling out a long sword from its sheath. The sword blazed with a criss-cross of fierce sword aura. It was like the summer sunset when the sun seemed to breathe out hot air or like the sun overhead at noon exuding unbearable heat that could burn down all things. Brandishing it in the air, he swung his sword straight at Austin.

As soon as he made his move, the flowers and trees in the yard started to blacken and wilt by the heat his sword released. Even before the long sword touched Austin, its sword aura, sword intent and sword-light had become omnipresent. It tightly enveloped Austin.

Feeling the radiating power of the vital energy force accompanying the move, Austin realized that the young man's cultivation base of vital energy was at the preliminary stage of Earth Realm.

He was able to judge from the sword intent attached to the move that his opponent had already achieved a level two sword intent.

Moreover, according to his brilliant move with the sword, Austin comprehended that the young man's sword skill had to be of a high-grade. He was quite a strong rival.

He belonged to the Flaming Sun Valley which was second only to the Peripatetic Sect among the five major sects of the Violet Orchid Empire. The comprehensive strength of the disciples of this sect was really extraordinary.

While the young man was attacking Austin with his sword from the front, another youth in red, who had been standing behind Austin for a long time and hadn't said any word, jerked his hand at Austin. His palm was peculiar, looking bright red like a huge drop of blood. It was glowing and spread red hue all over the place. In the blood-red light, there were countless wronged souls desperately wailing and crying for help.

"Tin, watch your back!"

Evan and Herbert cried out in unison.

What they didn't know was that the moment the youth in red started his action, Austin saw clearly every move made by the youth through his spiritual sense.

The cultivation base of vital energy of the youth in red was also at the preliminary stage of Earth Realm, but it did not seem to be very stable. 'He might have just broken through to this realm. However, his palm technique is great, ' Austin thought in amazement. The moment the youth had reached out and placed his hand in the upright position, the blood-red light had flooded Austin and quickly covered a space.

behind, Austin frowned. The red light seemed to be extremely corrosive, and it was going to affect him as soon as it touched his flesh.

into a rage. He was furious especially at the youth in red behind him. The youth remained silent, because he thought his first attack was a deadly move. Based on the vital energy force that was carried in his move, he was clearly trying to kill Austin

had killed the grandson of the Chief Elder of the Flaming Sun Valley, he had become the mortal enemy of the people of that sect. None of them were going to show any mercy to him. He had to be as ruthless

intent. The young man who was wielding the sword suddenly felt that his level two sword intent was being greatly suppressed and was rendered immobile. His sword intent seemed like a partridge quivering in the cold

which made him far superior

aura, sword-light and sword intent had no effect on Austin. On the contrary, Austin had treated

to brandish the Violet Royal Sword against his opponent's flood of sword-light. Instantly, a bloody arm flew into

dealing with the man opposite him, Austin ignored the attack of the youth in red behind him, because he was already aware of the realm of his

he could resist the full force of a cultivator who was at the preliminary stage of Earth

he had got from the Overlord

Bang!

young man's arm was blown away by Austin's attack, the hand of the youth in red hit Austin on the

It hurt!

numbness in the area where he had been hit.

all he felt. Nothing more!

the blow, Austin realized that he was physically unharmed by the attack except for the jolt

withstand the vital energy force from a cultivator at the preliminary stage of

distress, the young man who lost his arm clutched the spot from where his arm had been cut. He looked pale and miserable as he fell to the ground in an awkward manner. Blood kept gushing out from