The Supreme God

"Retreat!

Move your asses and hurry up!"

Hearing Austin's words, both Winslow and the superior elder felt a freezing chill run down their spines.

They knew that once Austin took action, the people of the Purple Sword Sect would have no way to retaliate.

They had been attacking him for quite some time while he stood still, but he had remained unharmed.

Given his overwhelming and matchless power, if he fought back, the consequences would be beyond description to anyone who dared.

However, Austin had lost interest in the ordinary people of the Purple Sword Sect. They had been nothing but a waste of time.

He was only interested in the divine gods.

Whoosh!

Austin began to run after them.

In an instant, he had caught up with more than a dozen of the divine gods.

As he tightened his concentration,

a faint sword light slashed out.

This was the Ultimate Mind Sword Skill with its incredible speed and power which could cause irreversible damage to any governing god.

Naturally, the divine gods of the Purple Sword Sect were defenseless against it.

The sword light released a hair-raising sword aura, forcing the divine gods to flee.

In the face of this faint-looking yet powerful sword light, they felt death knocking at the door. It did not make sense to advance any further.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Afterwards, numerous overwhelming red silk threads shot out of Austin's Soul Sea and entered the Soul Seas of the divine gods who were trying to escape.

"Aarrgghhh..."

Immediately, the divine gods began to struggle painfully from within. The terror in their eyes was evident as they helplessly felt the brutal attacks of the red silk threads in their Soul Seas.

"Brat, what the hell did you do to them?"

Seeing this, Winslow was terrified, shocked and angry.

"Be patient, old man. It'll be your turn soon,"

Austin said and chuckled with a menacing grin.

In no time, the helpless divine gods were successfully subdued by Austin and became his slaves.

Austin didn't feel the need to ask them to kneel in public, in case the other divine gods of the Purple Sword Sect would resist too fiercely. He did not want to take that chance.

Those who had a strong character and valued their dignity would rather die than be slaves to anyone.

around and chased

"Run!

fast as you

at their troops. They also launched attacks on Austin to

of the Purple Sword Sect were defenseless

left for them was to run

as they might, Austin's bodily movement skill was incredibly

eat the

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

went, thousands of red silk threads were continuously thrown out and drilled into the Soul

someone who had the strength of a semi-governing god. The poor elder had

as Elder Roland, Austin's attainments in the

had the ability to subdue anyone and convert them into slaves much

attacking and began to run away as fast and as far

like them!"

Mind Sword Skill, no divine god that he had set

few

large group of confused and terrified divine

Afterwards,

at

they were

prolong it as much as I could, but now it's your

the superior elder, like a hungry eagle stalking

hell did

furious Winslow

Purple Sword Sect stop running and stand still obediently. Their

that Austin had done something

Whoosh!

nothing. He dashed

"Leader, forget it!

headquarters while we still can

as he saw

Let's get

turned around to

the day's shocking turn of events, the

deal with

be able to get out of here alive,

tails between their legs, they simply ran

"Stop!"

Austin shouted after them.

Winslow and the

them go so easily? He immediately used his bodily movement skill to the

was no contest—he was much faster than

movement, Austin got closer and closer and finally caught

think you can escape from

Sword Skill. A faint sword light appeared and blocked the

off! Get away

furious and at the same time, scared to death. The overwhelming sword auras, like a