The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1939

After a day had passed, the flying boat set down on the ground at the headquarters of the Flame Holy Land. It had been a long journey, even with the use of the teleportation arrays and Elder Sharp's flying boat.

The boat was a very high-grade magic treasure. When he had taken it out, it was even a little dusty since he had not used it for over a hundred thousand years. The people of the Flame Holy Land were grateful that it had decreased their traveling time by at least half.

Still, their bodies ached and they struggled to keep their eyes open as they wandered single-file off the boat and into the center of the headquarters.

Elder Sharp had departed first and now stood at the head of the group, facing them. Slowly, smiles began growing on their faces.

It had taken over half a month to explore the Fallen Immortal World and they were finally back home.

Their smiles were in anticipation for their warm beds and the profits weighing heavily in their pockets.

Once they had all gotten off the boat, Elder Sharp grabbed their attention. "Excellent work, everyone. First, I want you to return to your residences and get some good rest.

Tomorrow, you can focus on checking your treasures. Then the real work begins. I need you all to practice your cultivation.

Our Flame Holy Land is rising in power, so everyone needs to improve as soon as possible and be prepared to fight for the holy land!"

Elder Sharp said, projecting his voice so that everyone could hear him clearly.

"Yes, sir!"

All the people nodded in agreement and went their separate ways. The sound of footsteps wandering filled the air as Elder Sharp stood and proudly watched them leave.

It was true that the Flame Holy Land was making its way up the power ladder among the other sects in the East Mainland.

As they improved, the members became more fearless and full of newfound vigor.

They walked around with their chests puffed up anywhere they went in the East Mainland. They had discovered that they were no longer victims of abuse.

Over time, the other sects started to show the Flame Holy Land their love and affection and even declared that they wanted to join the sect.

All the cultivators in the East Mainland knew that the strength of the Flame Holy Land was improving and they wanted the best chance to win any battles.

It was almost as strong as the other three holy lands and the three prominent clans, making it ideal for war.

Meanwhile, Austin teleported to his peak.

He enjoyed the solitude it brought now that it was considered a forbidden area in the headquarters of the Flame Holy Land.

Only his feet were allowed to step on the peak, in addition to several elders and stewards who were still more powerful than him.

Looking out over the headquarters, Austin smiled. He was the Holy Heritor of the Flame Holy Land and the thought enticed him to do even more.

If things stayed the way they had been, it wouldn't be long before he could be elected as the holy lord of the Flame Holy Land.

Currently, he needed to practice his cultivation, so he entered the secret cultivation room and found a quiet space. Sitting with his legs crossed, he closed his eyes and tried as hard as he could to focus on one point. It took him half of the day to adjust his mind properly and meditate.

For the past couple weeks, he had spent almost every day on the journey in the Fallen Immortal World. He had been exhausted physically and mentally, and getting back to normal was a challenge.

Once he was satisfied, Austin opened his eyes gradually.

Seconds later, he transported himself into the secret cultivation room on the ninth floor of the Slave Tower.

When his feet hit the floor, what he saw nearly caused him to fall over. Everywhere he looked, lightning was stretching its long arms, bouncing off the walls and ceiling.

It was so bright that he had to squint his eyes and shield them with his hand.

In the middle of the secret room was a giant beast. It was curled up sleeping and its figure was dark compared to the bolts of lightning twined around its body. The white light was so bright that Austin could barely make out what it was.

Relief washed through him when he realized it was the thunder unicorn.

It had been a short time since Austin had collected several thunder fruits and ten magic thunder fruits in the Fallen Immortal World and fed them to the thunder unicorn.

He hadn't hesitated before giving them to his thunder unicorn, knowing that the ten magic thunder fruits contained immense thunder and lightning energy.

Elders had informed him once that thunder beasts planted magic thunder fruits and guarded them as sacred treasures.

Thunder beasts would use the sacred treasures to cultivate and become stronger over time.

Luckily, the thunder unicorn had been provided with ten magic thunder fruits. Austin could only imagine how greatly these fruits would contribute to his thunder unicorn.

He had trouble being patient enough to find out what would happen.

Standing in the doorway and watching it sleep, Austin could feel the electricity and energy flowing through his own veins and making all his hair stand up. Even sleeping, it was more powerful than before.