The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1727

By this time, Austin's demonic avatar was emitting a violent and powerful aura. Though it looked faint from a distance, its presence was daunting.

Austin was certain that the demonic avatar was gradually growing stronger since it integrated the Diabolic Killing Needle in itself.

Like a sponge, the Diabolic Killing Needle had the power to absorb all evil energy from its surroundings.

With such power, his demonic avatar could do the same.

The demonic avatar could be said to be another body of Austin.

The stronger it was, the stronger Austin was.

He could feel the strength coming to his demonic avatar, and that made him feel elated.

Two hours later, everyone returned to the eighth floor, just in time to meet Elder Sharp. He had just finished his meditation.

"I'm good. We can leave now,"

Elder Sharp declared.

Upon hearing Elder Sharp's announcement, Austin activated his mind power and transported everyone out of the Slave Tower. It only took a couple of seconds for them to appear right at the tower's gate.

Much to their horror, however, top martial artists were outside as well, keeping a close watch on the tower and waiting for them to get out.

"They're coming out!" A screaming voice echoed in the area.

It came from the holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Six figures with extremely strong auras appeared before the Slave Tower, surrounding Austin and the rest of his companions all at once.

Aside from the holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land, reclusive elders from Arcane Holy Land, Vasteras Holy Land, Shen Clan and Ji Clan, and the leader of Kirin Sect also showed up.

They were none other than East Mainland's top-notch martial artists.

"Oh! You are really getting yourself mixed up with all these people of Flame Holy Land, Earth Hermit!

You asked for this. I'll exterminate you all!"

the holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land yelled.

"Are you kidding me?

Who gave you the right to judge who I should rub elbows with?

You don't get to tell me what to do.

Who are you to think that you can call the shots in the East Mainland?

And what if I want to associate myself with the people of Flame Holy Land? What would you do to me, huh?"

Earth Hermit replied, chuckling. There seemed to be no ounce of fear in his bone–only confidence and sheer power.

"Humph! You'll stop laughing soon.

Guys, let's finish this now!"

the holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land ordered, his tone cold but determined.

"They can't escape this time!"

There was nothing but wrath and murder written all over the five martial artists' faces. They came with only one goal in mind: to win against their opponents.

"Whoosh!"

A precious jade bracelet appeared in mid-air when the holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land raised his hand.

The ground began to shake and the atmosphere turned even gloomier as an extremely terrifying aura lingered.

Everyone's fear rose from the depths of their souls.

This was the impact of an ultimate magical treasure.

"That's the Cosmical Jade Bracelet, the ultimate magical treasure of Rudimentary Holy Land. I didn't expect to see it again,"

Elder sharp said, looking intently at the item. He recognized it right away and knew the best weapon to counter it.

"Okay. Let our Sparkling Scarlet Tower meet your Cosmical Jade Bracelet!" Elder Sharp announced.

Suddenly, his aura rose up dramatically. His eyes glowed tremendously as if they emitted a blinding light. Two streaks of lightning shot out from it which seemed to tear the air apart. If one stood from a distance, one would find it spectacular and not petrifying.

Elder Sharp stepped forward and raised his hand once more. Another streak of lightning beamed, after which a nine-storey scarlet tower appeared on his hand.

No one would have imagined Elder Sharp's true status. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he was a reclusive elder of the Flame Holy Land. He looked like a middle-aged man, dressed in white that subtly concealed his real valiant nature.

"Who's that?" People around him turned to each other in confusion.

The holy lord of Rudimentary Holy Land and the other five martial artists stopped in their tracks, looking nothing short of shocked.

"Bang!"