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.

and Emmet until they can't fight back. Then, I'll figure out a way to control them and

Austin thought to himself.

great asset to whichever party he chose to side

had decided to subdue Warner and Emmet,

started to perform the Mind Sword Skill

wreaked

There it goes

it! Who the

are these

Warner fumed.

it. It's the mind

being attacked

Emmet exclaimed.

is a master with extraordinary mind powers

too strong! I can't

can't believe that there is someone who has

to Warner through his spiritual

finally realized

one of the rarest

only a few could

a handful of cultivators who could be recognized

rare that some eras had no mind power experts at

it took Warner and Emmet a long time to figure out

It must be the mind

he finally put two and

attacking

one of these

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

Warner growled furiously.

must be the other guy who

been hiding

Emmet suggested.

"You mean Austin?

this brat can summon the mind power!

Warner blurted out.

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

Emmet, and the governing gods they were fighting against,

their origins, and they had earned their reputation for

knew

one of them had strong mind power, it would have already spread throughout the cosmos. By process of

that he is good at mind

through gritted

On the other hand,

the Mind Sword

time, they

turned into a pulp by the

their skin was starting to look pale and clammy. They roared loudly, consumed by a pain that knew no end or

the attacks was adding fuel to the

them―it

it harder to