The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1720

"Oh! It's you. You're that Earth Hermit guy we saw last time!"

Numerous top cultivators were present and they recognized Earth Hermit the second he made his appearance. He wasn't exactly the sort of person one would forget easily.

"Yeah, it's me,"

the old man responded in a calm tone, the one as simple as the declaration he was making.

"Who is this brat to you, Earth Hermit? Why are you interfering in this matter directly?" the reclusive elder of the Ji Clan asked with his gaze fixated at the old man.

His tone was also calm, but there was a dash of fear in his eyes.

He was clearly aware that Earth Hermit was far more powerful than him and he couldn't take on the guy alone.

"He is just a friend of mine. We have a lot in common and I enjoy his company every now and then.

That means, if you want to bully him, you'll need to get past me first,"

the Earth Hermit replied, rolling his eyes at him as if he had asked a very preposterous question.

"Earth Hermit! From what we recall, the last time we met, you teamed up with Austin and stole the Purple Immortal's coffin.

That was wrong of you and you didn't have a right to do that.

So now, hand over those treasures you got from inside the coffin and we'll call us even and square," the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land cut in abruptly.

He gazed at Earth Hermit with a menacing look in his eyes.

"He's right.

I bet you still carry those treasures around with you. They're not yours.

Hand them over!" Another reclusive elder of the holy land followed suite as he walked up to the Earth Hermit.

The prospect of getting back their lost treasures thrilled the rest of the top cultivators. They immediately drew closer to the Earth Hermit in case he decided to flee.

To be honest, anyone would have lost all sense had the treasures of the Purple Immortal been offered to him. The collection which had been hidden inside the Purple Immortal's coffin might even include everything he had acquired in his lifetime. It might even contain the method to reach the Immortal Transforming Realm.

Every single cultivator who knew of that realm dreamt of becoming a master of it, and was ready to do whatever it took even if it meant certain death.

It had been a long, long time in the East Mainland since anyone had reached the Immortal Transforming Realm. Whoever did reach it today would be considered a legend.

Masters of the Immortal Transforming Realm simply did not exist in the East Mainland now.

It was a lifetime pursuit of the cultivators over here to reach this realm somehow, anyhow.

The Earth Hermit, on the other hand, laughed out loud at the prospect.

"You know what? I was extremely lucky to have acquired the treasures of a great master. They are not your property either, even if they are not mine. So even if I took them with me, why would I give them to you? Are you out of your mind?" he retorted.

"Earth Hermit, you talk like you have another choice," the reclusive elder of the Vasteras Holy Land chimed in.

His tone and sentence was extremely suggestive of the threat that loomed over the Earth Hermit's head if he didn't comply.

"Guys! Let's just attack him. There's no point arguing with him; the old man is stubborn as a nail," the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land cut in and took a step forward.

An overwhelming amount of vital energy emerged out from his body and began to roll violently around him.

Within seconds, the rushing energy tornado morphed itself into a huge dragon which began to glow with a bright light.

The dragon then flew towards the Earth Hermit. At the same time, an overbearing power came out of it, causing a powerful boom.

"I am not afraid of you,"

the Earth Hermit remarked in a calm and determined manner.

The moment those words came out of his mouth, his attack begun.

Flames gushing out from his body rose into the air and reached at least a few hundred meters high, illuminating the entire sky around them with a ghostly purple aura.

"Ha-ha. I know you all are curious about the martial arts skills I got from the Purple Immortal's coffin. Let me show them to you. You'll really like them."

The Earth Hermit sneered.

He was now completely enveloped in the purple magic fire which was swaying dangerously in the wind.

In a split second, the purple magic fire rushed towards the dragon and instead of fire feeding energy, it completely destroyed the dragon.

Somehow, the flames had managed to win over energy instead of merging with it.

"He is using the legendary Purple Fire Formula," the holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land exclaimed in a shocked tone. He had been forced to take a step backwards by the thunderous explosion just now.

There was visible fear on his face.