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.

I'll figure out a way to control them and make them explain how to absorb the great

Austin thought to himself.

party he chose to side on. With an ally as potent

subdue Warner and Emmet, he wasted

to perform the

wreaked havoc inside Warner

it

Who the hell

are

Warner fumed.

It's

are being attacked

Emmet exclaimed.

extraordinary mind powers secretly attacking

It's too strong! I can't resist

there is someone who

to Warner through his spiritual

realized

mind power was one of the

few

a handful of cultivators who could be recognized

mind power was so rare that some

For the same reason, it took Warner and Emmet a long time to figure out what was happening to

It must

he finally put two and two

who on earth is attacking

of

of these buffoons

Warner growled furiously.

then it must be the other guy who has been

been hiding

Emmet suggested.

"You mean Austin?

the mind power!

Warner blurted out.

the one using the mind power against them, but it seemed to be the only reasonable

Warner, Emmet, and the governing gods they were fighting

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

Emmet knew them very

strong mind power, it would have already spread throughout the

underestimated that guy. Who knew that he is good at mind

cursed through gritted

On the other hand,

was preoccupied performing the Mind Sword

first time, they received

been turned into a pulp

inside, their faces closed in a grimace, and their skin was starting to look pale and clammy. They roared loudly,

not know how to handle the attacks was adding fuel to the fire. They didn't know

hurting them―it felt like it was going to last

it harder