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The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Chapter 963
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After Austin left, the man in purple finally let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he withered like a fallen leaf in autumn. He was taken back into the embrace of death.

Death was taking its toll on him, sucking away the energy in his body little by little.

He was almost a corpse, only tiny traces of blood running in his body.

The man in purple, floating in the air over the Divine Crystal Square, stared at Austin's receding figure, resentment burning in his

eyes.

"So, your nis Austin.

You will regret what you have done today!

| hope you don't die before | get the chance to avenge myself,"

the man in purple muttered after he calmed himself down.

"If not because of that damned asshole Austin, | wouldn't have to suffer like this. The Fire Stela has destroyed my arcane spell.

Otherwise, | could cback to life as | have planned. But now it will take a long tforto recover," the man sighed deeply.

Then, he slowly fell at the center of the Divine Crystal Square, landing on the black coffin.

As he lay down, the coffin swung and closed automatically.

The five bronze giants standing around the Divine Crystal Square remained still and motionless. It was as if they had fallen into a

deep slumber.

The entire sky rumbled.

All of a sudden, the entire mansion began shaking. The earth began to crack, and boiling magma surged up out of the mantle. The

gush of magma flowed out into air, violent lava shaping extrusive rocks covering the sky.

The roiling magma seemed to burn the sky into nothing.

"Run! Run for your life!"

All the cultivators in the mansion broke out into a panic and rushed out shouting.

Everyone could tell that it would be fatal should they remain here.

And the Tribulation Realm cultivators were no exception.

Nobody wanted to meet a burning, miserable death here.

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"Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!"

Countless figures jumped to the air and flashed by. The sky was dotted with thousands of cultivators now.

"Ah! Help! Help! Helpplease!"

As the magna spurted forth, several cultivators were swallowed.

Not all who had entered the mansion for treasures had strong cultivation bases, as entry into the mansion was not selective this

time.

Sof them had only reached the Sky Realm.

The cultivators with weak cultivation base flew slowly and were easily engulfed by the spewing magma.

"Shoop!"

The sky was painted red. All of a sudden, a shadow flashed through the lava and extrusive rocks. It flew as fast as lightning and

was rushing out of the mansion as well.

The figure was surrounded by thunderbolts.

It was Austin.

When he left the valley, the Fire Stela had flown back into his elixir field.

But the Fire Stela was not under his control at all. It decided when it would enter or exit his elixir field.

This very fact annoyed Austin quite a lot.

If he succeeded in controlling the Fire Stela, he would be able to defeat a Tribulation Realm cultivator with great ease.

After he exited the valley, Austin sped away as fast as he could.

He knew well that

the quicker he left this place behind, the more ideal it would be.

After all, he had taken away the four archaic weapons and three black stones from the valley.

Many of the cultivators had witnessed that.

The archaic weapons in the entire South Continent of the PrMartial World were few and dispersed. And four of them had all

been here and were taken away by Austin.

If this news spread, it would definitely disrupt the whole South Continent of the PrMartial World.

Austin knew well that such a fortune would mean a big trouble for him. Burning jealousy of his archaic weapons would be risky for

his life.

With so many witnesses on the spot, the news that he possessed the four archaic weapons would definitely spread quickly.

Austin could predict that his days in the near future would be inevitably difficult.

All after, there would be numerous people who would want to rob him of his archaic weapons.

‘Whatever! I'd better find a secluded place as soon as | leave this mansion. | have to strengthen my cultivation base first.

Nobody can take away the archaic weapons fromas long as I'm strong enough to defeat them, '

Austin thought to himself, dauntlessness glinting in his eyes.

As Austin expected, when he rushed out of the mansion, many of Tribulation Realm cultivators had given orders to their sect or

clan disciples.

"Follow Austin at any cost!"

"Informwhere Austin is after he leaves the mansion. | don't care how much it costs. Do everything you can to find him."

"Tell everyone to follow up Austin! Whatever the price, | need to know where he is!"

Several Tribulation Realm cultivators had even been following Austin secretly.

"Austin, it seems that you have been in a big trouble. How about going to my place in the Third Outer Ring after we depart from

here?"

Justin telepathically said to Austin.

"Young man, you must be careful now! Thousands of cultivators here are coveting the archaic weapons you took,"

Felix chimed in.

"Austin, why don't you cback with me? The whole mermaid tribe and | will protect you,"

the head of the mermaid tribe offered as well.

Austin appreciated them but still turned down their offers.

He knew that if he went with them, he would only bring a big trouble to their hometowns.

"Ha-ha! Young man! | have to admit that you win my admiration.

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But the situation you're in is quiet tricky to handle.

The fact that you own four archaic weapons will rock the whole South Continent of the PrMartial World.

But don't worry! The Veritable Demon Sect will never take part in this melee,"

Dahlia's father, a strong cultivator from the Veritable Demon Sect, said to Austin all of a sudden.

Two hours elapsed.

Over the Sand Island, a huge palace with sparkling the lights of spiritual energy opened a-hundred-meter high bronze gate.

"Shoop! Shoop! Shoop!"

Several sounds rang out as sfigures catapulted out.

Scultivators, miserable looks on their faces, finally exited the gate.

"Finally! | got out of there!"

"Finally | made it! Otherwise | would be dead meat in that horrible mansion!"

Everyone who escaped the mansion breathed a sigh of relief.

A few seconds later, more and more cultivators rushed out of the gate.

"It's fucking unbelievable! Who could expect that the mansion would turn into a hellhole! Those waves of magma were so terrible! |

almost died in there!"

"Yeah! It was a really a close call!

But I've gotten quite a few treasures this time!"

Many of the cultivators who had escaped in the nick of tbegan taking inventory of the treasures they had obtained in the

mansion.

Truth be told, the treasures in the mansion of the ancient master were quite substantial.

Everyone who left the mansion alive were grateful that despite the near-death experience, they had left with a good harvest.

"Shoop!"

A flashing shadow shrouded in thunderbolts swooped out the gate in a split-second.

For a moment, it paused in mid-air over the Sand Island.

It was of course Austin.