The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1222

"I'm going to suck the life out of both of you and no one can stop me this time!"

Austin said arrogantly and completely nonchalantly while focusing calmly on his mind control.

A white flame suddenly flickered in Nate's Soul Sea.

It then burst into violent flames and started leaping and burning wildly

"Ouch!" Nate let out the most painful scream.

Nate's cultivation base was just at the medium stage of Tribulation Realm. His spiritual sense was much weaker than Austin's. He naturally was unable to bear that sort of a pain.

In the wink of an eye, most of the spiritual sense in his Soul Sea had been completely ambushed by the fire.

Unable to endure the excruciating pain, Nate crashed on the ground and rolled on the street as he screamed in pain with his arms wrapped around his head.

"Don't panic, Nate. I will help you," shouted a stout man, who was at the medium stage of Primal Holy Realm as he saw Nate's desperation.

He jumped down and stood beside Nate who was still screeching in anguish.

He observed Nate for a while to understand what was actually happening and as far as he could tell, Nate was being attacked by strong spiritual sense force.

The stout man from the Primal Holy Realm instantly released a strong spiritual sense and controlled it to enter Nate's Sea Soul to relieve him.

The Primal Holy Realm master with his timely intervention attempted to drive the cloud of fire out of Nate's Soul Sea with his spiritual sense.

But no matter how hard he tried, he simply failed to get the white flame out of Nate's Soul Sea and reduce the suffering.

Austin's spiritual sense was evidently stronger than his.

And naturally after just a few moments, all the spiritual sense in Nate's Soul Sea had been exhausted and destroyed.

The white flame came at his spiritual soul and burnt it into ashes.

Nate stopped rolling on the ground frantically as if he calmed down and slipped into some slumber.

Till the moment he let out his last breath, Nate still couldn't believe that Austin who had been surrounded by several thousands of strong cultivators could finish him off with such ease and galore.

Nate died on the spot then and there without giving anyone time to realize what just happened. His eyes were wide open in sheer shock at the way his life was made almost futile and snatched away from him.

"Austin, I will personally come for you!" the stout Primal Holy Realm master hollered, trembling in fury and promised to avenge Nate's death.

As he witnessed Nate's excruciating death in front of him, he was overcome with sadness and grief.

The stout man was a member of the Kong Clan, and his main motive in the battle was to capture Austin with other cultivators in the Heavenly Emperor City.

"Now it's your turn, you scum!"

After using his spiritual sense and making sure that Nate was dead, Austin now turned his full attention towards Jasper. Austin stared at him coldly, his eyes full of fury. He would slaughter Jasper now.

"Uncle Simon, please!" shouted Jasper in utter desperation as he realized the danger that was about to befall on him.

After witnessing Nate's death, Jasper was already scared. He didn't want to die the same painful way and yet he could do anything about it other than waiting for the end because Austin was not exactly known for his mercy.

Just a couple of minutes ago, Jasper was quite confident and didn't think that Austin would be able to take him out. But based on what he had just seen, facts proved that he was wrong. Now he genuinely wanted to flee from the scene and save his life.

'After killing Nate so cruelly, there is no way he is going to let me live in any way. He will not hesitate to kill me, ' Jasper thought to himself frantically.

"Austin, don't even think about it! Don't you dare hurt him!"

A tall figure appeared and stood protectively in front of Jasper. He would not let Austin lay a hand on the boy. He threatened Austin.

The tall red faced old man was Simon whom Jasper had called out in desperation for help. Simon's cultivation base had reached the medium stage of Primal Holy Realm.

"Jasper is a highly respected person and a member of the upper crust in the Song Clan. Think very carefully before you lay your filthy hands on him and try to take his life, because if you do, you will face the wrath of the whole clan,"

Simon said threateningly while staring coldly at Austin with a fierce look in his eyes as if he was ready to take any step.

"Ha-ha, just in case you forget about this; I actually kidnapped Nora Song, the eldest daughter of your clan chief right under your noses.

You know you are mistaken. I don't think this Jasper's status is way more important than Nora's.

He destroyed my friends' cultivation bases. He will die today," Austin declared with determination.

Austin activated his Spiritual Sense Incinerating Skill to attack Jasper's Soul Sea.

Understanding that Austin had made a move against Jasper's Soul Sea, Simon also released his spiritual sense immediately.

"Swoosh!"

Simon used his spiritual sense to form a protective wall around Jasper's Soul Sea in an attempt to ward off Austin's spiritual sense attack.

However, Austin's spiritual sense was more powerful than his.

On top of that, the Spiritual Sense Incinerating Skill was an outstanding secret skill that Austin had inherited from the sect leader of the Oracle Sect.

There was no way for Simon to resist the attack of Austin.

"Ah!" Jasper wiggled like a worm in pain as white flames fiercely and intensely burnt in his Soul Sea slowly.

"Uncle Simon, help me please, I can't bear this pain!" Jasper cried pathetically.

Jasper cried out in need of immediate help, looking terrified. While Simon tried to help desperately he simply failed miserably to do anything at all.

He had a splitting headache which was unbearable, so despite being quite strong and advanced in his training, he still screamed in the utter pain.

Simon didn't give up easily. He kept infusing his spiritual sense to Jasper's Soul Sea trying to use it to put out the raging fire. He wanted to save Jasper at any cost.

However, his efforts were all falling flat evidently. He practically could not do anything.