The Supreme God

It was obvious that he was planning to perish together with Austin.

Those words made Austin get flustered. If this Altar Owner was really as dauntless as he displayed, things would go awry and not according to plan for Austin.

"Ha-ha--ha, just kill me now. My corpse generals will rip you apart. I'll see you in hell."

Seeing the uncertainty on Austin's face, the Altar Owner knew that Austin must be faltering right now because of fright. The Altar Owner couldn't help celebrating his victory and taunted Austin further.

'You want to die? Fine!'

With that thought, Austin was determined to risk everything, although he still had an inkling that his previous assumption was right.

"Well, I'll let you beg for death!"

Austin said in a menacing voice while controlling the Spiritual Sense Flying Needles to strike at the Soul Sea of the Altar Owner again. In a second, the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner were besieged once again.

Meanwhile, the ten corpse generals also surrounded Austin completely, with the ferocious expressions on their faces exposing their torn tongues and stained teeth, waiting for a command to attack the enemy.

As Austin had predicted, it turned out that the corpse generals were nothing but an empty shell and didn't have their own consciousness or ability to make any decision. And they could only launch an attack under the command of the Altar Owner.

Meanwhile, after the five Spiritual Sense Flying Needles had successfully surrounded the spiritual souls, Austin began to attack the spiritual souls of the Altar Owner with a renewed savagery.

"Argh... ..."

the constant attack of the five needles. Every time the

would be crushed by the five needles in a short while and vanquished

souls vanish naturally after a human's body has died, they still have

forces and turned into ashes, which means that they are completely vanquished from existence, then there is no chance for the spiritual souls

and discussed, especially among the disciples of the Ghost Sect who always had to deal with ghosts and monsters of all

His palms started sweating in panic and he couldn't bear the thought of his spiritual souls perishing forever and losing the chance

had earlier and the guts to threaten and

let go of me. Let go of my spiritual souls. I'm begging

souls of the Altar Owner of the Ghost Sect started to beg in a pitiful attempt to gain Austin's sympathy.

like a helpless girl begging for mercy from a gang of rapists who

are

resist him to the end.

right, you can even kill me, as long as you keep my spiritual

charge right now and I don't intend to do

his control right now, his nervous feeling finally subsided and his confidence

how can

First, tell your corpse generals

strong, stinky smell of rotten flesh, which filled the cave. Also, their dark-colored skin made them look like a horrific burn victim. Austin felt extremely uncomfortable at being

"Fine."

to his suggestion, the jerky movements of the corpse generals suddenly stopped and the scary looks on their faces disappeared

that the Altar Owner was able to control the