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.

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

Austin thought to himself.

would be a great asset to whichever party he chose to side on. With an

decided to subdue Warner and Emmet, he

the Mind Sword

swords wreaked havoc inside Warner

it

it! Who the hell is

are

Warner fumed.

It's the mind

are being attacked by the

Emmet exclaimed.

extraordinary mind powers

too strong! I

believe that there is someone who has such

to Warner through his spiritual

realized what

was one

only a few

cultivators who could be recognized as experts

some eras had no mind power

a result, most of them had forgotten about its existence. For the same reason, it

must be the mind

he finally put two and two

is attacking

one of these

think any of

Warner growled furiously.

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

has been hiding

Emmet suggested.

"You mean Austin?

mind power!

Warner blurted out.

that Austin was the one using the mind power against them,

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

governing gods present were well-known in their origins, and they had earned their reputation for an era in the Sword

Emmet knew

would have already spread throughout the cosmos.

knew that he is

through gritted

On the other hand,

Sword

first time,

into a pulp by

was starting to look pale and clammy.

adding fuel to

the mind sword kept hurting them―it felt like it was going

it harder to