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... ..."

attack of the five needles. Every time the spiritual souls were hit,

Altar Owner would be crushed by the five needles

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

which means that they are completely vanquished from existence, then there is no chance for the spiritual souls

of the Ghost Sect who always had to deal with

Owner realized that his spiritual souls were almost being eliminated from existence, he was finally terrified. His palms started sweating in panic and

attitude he had earlier

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

souls of the Altar Owner of the Ghost Sect started to beg in a pitiful attempt to gain

helpless girl begging for mercy from a gang of

You are afraid

resist him to the end. It never occurred to Austin that the Altar Owner had a weakness

me, as long as you keep my spiritual souls

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

was within his control right now, his nervous feeling finally subsided and his

can

tell your corpse generals to stand down." Austin ordered.

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

"Fine."

looks on their faces disappeared at once. They

the Altar Owner was able to control the