The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2735

The man in purple from the Divine Sect and the three masters from the underworld also arrived.

In fact, they had been tracking the eight holy trees ever since they entered the Celestial Palace, carefully noting any traces they left or the paths they took.

In the eyes of the four advanced cultivators from the Divine Sect and the underworld respectively, the eight chaotic immortal trees were the most precious treasures in the world.

"Hmm, they are still following us. How could they be so relentless?"

All the eight holy trees were furious for having the four cultivators hot on their trail.

"Austin, here. Take this robe immediately. It's a rare treasure.

Put it on right now and I'll teach you how to use it!

Just make sure that you are going to beat up those bastards outside without mercy!"

Sherman said to Austin, fumes coming out of its thick branches.

"This robe?"

Austin was stunned.

"Yes, that robe. Put it on now. It will bring you tremendous power."

Sherman explained to Austin.

Its words reminded Austin of something. He remembered how, not long ago, the middle-aged Taoist priest grew powerful after putting on the robe, outside the Celestial Palace.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Austin immediately put on the Taoist robe and the Taoist hat. He took the fly whisk and held it in his hand.

"All right. It looks good.

Now, you can start. Recite this spell repeatedly, son. Then all the power of faith throughout the entire Celestial Continent will come together and merge into your body.

Then you will have fighting power that's more than you have ever dreamed of."

Sherman spoke to Austin while launching a scripture of spell into his Soul Sea.

"You have the spell? That's amazing! How did you get it?"

One of the holy trees was startled at what it witnessed.

Like Sherman, this holy tree had stayed in the Celestial Palace for what seemed like an eternity. It had also just woken up from a very deep spell, not very long ago.

"One time, the Taoist Ancestor was in a bad mood. He was drunk and couldn't hold himself up. He just fell and rolled at my feet. Then a jade slip fell from his pocket. I took it and read it in secret. What was recorded on the jade slip is the spell I have just given Austin."

Sherman revealed the source of the spell with pride, as the rest of the people watched and listened.

"That was awesome! The man thinks that he is in sole possession of the scripture of that spell, but you got it from him so easily. Fantastic!"

The holy tree who spoke just now could not help but exclaim with admiration.

"Is it possible that he allowed you to read it on purpose, though?

You know he seldom got drunk, but he was drunk that time. Isn't that strange?

Besides, he left soon after that night and had never come back to the Celestial Palace ever since.

I suspect that he did it on purpose. He acted drunk so that you can sneak a peek and take the spell and use it when necessary. There is a high probability of that happening."

Another holy tree spoke out its speculation.

"Indeed, it's possible."

Sherman felt surprised at first, then its branches swayed lightly for this possibility after thoughtful consideration.

"Are you going to walk out of the Taoist temple or not?

If not, I'll pull down every piece of the building. Are you going to stay inside then?"

The man in purple from the Divine Sect suddenly burst into a fit of mocking laughter.

Then he stretched out his big hand, which was shrouded with bright light and oppressive power. The violent force from the hand caused violent storms of sand and stone over the entire area that included the huge peak and the vast thick forest. They were destroyed in just an instant.

With a loud bang, his jade-white big hand rushed down from the sky with lightning speed and attempted to slap the comparatively small building of the Taoist temple.

At this critical moment, however, the Taoist temple suddenly lit up with numerous rays of dazzling lights. The lights soared up into the sky like flames.

Whoosh! The light from the building blocked the huge hand of the man in purple. Every ray of light was as sharp as the divine weapon that contained the most horrible powers. Immediately, more than a dozen cuts appeared on the man's hand, with blood spraying out endlessly.

The man in purple was shocked at the sudden interception. He took several steps back. Fear was written on his face as he almost lost his hand.

"You idiot. Do you know who built this building? How dare you try to destroy the building built by the Taoist Ancestor!