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... ..."

miserably under the constant attack of the five needles. Every time the spiritual souls were hit, they became weaker and had a

of the Altar Owner would be crushed by the five needles

the fighters, that if the spiritual souls vanish naturally after a human's body has died, they

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

especially among the disciples of the Ghost Sect who always had

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

lost the boastful attitude he had earlier and the guts to threaten and fight Austin.

go of my spiritual souls. I'm begging

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

visibly scared like a helpless girl begging for mercy from a

are

the Altar Owner's previous utterances, that he had such a strong character and would resist him to the end. It never occurred to Austin that

can even kill me, as long as you

now and I don't intend to do what you want. Unless, you

now, his nervous feeling finally

how can

your corpse generals to stand

dark-colored skin made them look like a horrific burn

"Fine."

Altar Owner agreed to his suggestion, the jerky movements of the corpse generals suddenly stopped and the scary looks on their faces disappeared at once. They stopped their combative stance and retreated while dropping their hands with their eyes closed, suddenly looking calm

seemed that the Altar Owner