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.

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

Austin thought to himself.

be a great asset to whichever party he chose to side on. With an ally as potent as he was,

Warner and Emmet,

started to perform the Mind

mind swords wreaked havoc inside Warner and

it

the hell is assaulting

exactly are

Warner fumed.

it. It's the mind

attacked by the mind

Emmet exclaimed.

a master with extraordinary mind

strong! I

is someone who has such strong

to Warner through

had finally realized

was one of the

only a few could

handful of cultivators who could be recognized as experts

some eras had no mind power

existence. For the same reason, it took Warner and Emmet a long time

are right. It must

responded as he finally put two

attacking us with the mind

he one of

any of these buffoons is good at

Warner growled furiously.

then it must be the other guy who has been here watching us fight the

has been hiding

Emmet suggested.

"You mean Austin?

this brat can summon the mind power! Let alone cultivate it strong

Warner blurted out.

using the mind power against

the governing gods they were fighting against, Austin was the

in their origins, and they had

knew

spread throughout the cosmos. By process of

that guy. Who knew that he is good at

cursed through gritted

On the other hand,

was preoccupied performing the Mind Sword Skill to attack Warner and

time, they received terrible

been turned into a pulp by

and Emmet felt the sharp pain from the inside, their faces closed in a grimace, and their skin was starting to look pale and clammy. They roared loudly, consumed by a pain

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

result, the mind sword kept hurting them―it felt like it was

made it