The Supreme God

"Arrrgh!

Damn it!

Warner! Emmet! I will never forget this!"

Rollins' spiritual soul materialized from his battered and bruised physical body. He fled at full speed.

"Ha-ha! Do you think you can escape from us?" Warner mockingly glared. He had a sinister and amused look as he raised his eyebrows scornfully.

Warner and Emmet were an iconic pair. They were known for being downright wicked and ruthless―showing mercy to their victims was never an option. Their corrupt morals propelled to summon the black sword and the red sword at once. They headed straight to Rollins' spiritual soul.

"Stand down!"

Alarmed, the other governing gods quickly dashed to save him.

However, to their dismay, they were already too late.

Before they could even reach his position, Rollins' spiritual soul was cut in half. He screamed in agony.

"Ahhhhh! Help me!" Rollins' broken spiritual soul frantically cried for aid.

He realized that his life was hanging on by a thread.

If his spiritual soul received another blow, he would die for good―he could no longer resurrect his physical body.

One misstep could cause the old man's eternal demise. Timing was essential―they had to act fast or suffer the consequences. The leader of the Long Sword Sect took out an orange gourd cask.

"Rollins, get inside!" he shouted at the battered spiritual soul.

Rollins' spiritual soul quickly transformed into a wisp of smoke. It then went straight into the gourd cask and found its safety inside.

It was a high-level magic treasure, especially designed to imprison the enemy's spiritual souls. Putting the spiritual soul inside was a quick-witted way to remedy the dire situation. Through this, Emmet and Warner couldn't do any further damage.

"That was close! That guy almost got killed,"

Austin exclaimed and sighed in relief.

Irked that their victim escaped their grasp, Warner and Emmet madly roared, "All of you must die!"

They both dashed towards the other governing gods.

The governing gods also went in for the kill―they were not going down without a fight.

As soon as they were engaged in the battle, it immediately became violent and ferocious.

However, without Austin to assist them, the governing gods were once again at a disadvantage.

It was evident since they were forced to step back when they collided with Warner and Emmet.

The abyss violently shook as they continued with the bloodshed―it was like an earthquake of high magnitude.

Thankfully, the great cosmos force was protecting the abyss. Hence, no damages were going to be sustained.

Watching the violent encounter unfold before his eyes, Austin was deep in his thoughts―he was brewing a plan.

can't fight back. Then, I'll figure out a way to control them and make them explain how to absorb the great

Austin thought to himself.

to side on. With an ally as potent as he

had decided to subdue Warner and Emmet, he wasted no

to perform the

swords wreaked havoc inside Warner

it

the hell is assaulting

are these

Warner fumed.

It's

are being attacked by the

Emmet exclaimed.

extraordinary mind powers secretly attacking

too strong! I can't resist

that there is someone who

complained to Warner through his spiritual

finally realized what was assaulting

one of the rarest

a few could master

a handful of cultivators who could

rare that some eras had no mind power

most of them had forgotten about its existence. For the same reason, it took Warner and Emmet a long

It must be the

as he finally

is attacking us with the mind

he one of these governing

doubt it. I don't think any of these buffoons is good at mind

Warner growled furiously.

the governing gods, then it must be the other guy

been hiding

Emmet suggested.

"You mean Austin?

the mind power! Let alone cultivate it strong

Warner blurted out.

using the mind power against

and the governing gods they were fighting against, Austin was the

the governing gods present were well-known in their origins, and they had earned

Emmet knew

spread throughout the cosmos. By process of

Who knew that he

cursed through gritted

On the other hand,

Sword Skill

first time, they received

insides had been turned into a pulp by the

their faces closed in a grimace, and their skin was starting to

did not know how to handle the attacks was adding fuel to the fire.

the mind sword kept hurting them―it felt

it harder