The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2911

Austin and Hare sat prim on the ship, with legs crossed and fingers intertwined over one knee. They were positioned across each other.

"I got you something,"

Hare said seriously.

He waved his hand and an dark golden blood mist appeared.

Amidst the mist of blood, there came a fearsome figure, roaring furiously.

It was a member of the Tomber race with scales.

"Sir, you went to the Ghostdom and hunted down another Tomber!"

As he recognized the silhouette, Austin couldn't contain his surprise.

Hare once took Austin to the Ghostdom where he slaughtered a young Tomber. He used the Tomber's blood to help Austin better control the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor. Austin would never forget that exciting and harrowing experience.

Much to Austin's amazement, Hare had obtained another Tomber's blood this time.

"No.

I broke into the Ghostdom secretly and sneaked into the graveyard of the Tomber race. I extracted the blood essence from one of the corpses there.

Don't underestimate it. This blood contains all that Tomber's memories before its death.

If you can perfectly integrate the blood with your Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor, your strength will definitely increase sharply.

That being said, you should prepare to have them merged,"

Hare explained.

"You really dug the graveyard of the Tomber race?" An expression of utter shock was plastered upon the Heavenly Majestic Pot's face.

It found it hard to believe what the old man said.

"I heard that there's a member that has reached the Divine Realm in the Tomber race. Despite knowing so, you still had the guts to break into their graveyard.

That was so cool. I kind of admire your courage, Hare!"

The Heavenly Majestic Pot was impressed with Hare's bravery and audacity.

"That's it. Just leave us alone.

Boy, let's get started,"

Hare stated to Austin.

Since it was refined by Austin, the Heavenly Majestic Pot was his magic treasure.

But the pot had existed for eras. It was as old as Hare.

Therefore, the elder treated the pot in a casual manner, as if the latter was his peer.

In the Ghostdom, angry roars rang out, echoing throughout every corner of the Ghostdom.

"Damn it! How dare this someone dig up our ancestral graves?

Wherever he is, I will find him and I will kill him. He is dead meat."

"We must get to the bottom of this. Once we find that bastard, we must torture him in the most vicious way possible!"

Vexed with what just happened, more than a dozen members of the Tomber race gathered in the graveyard. They focused their gaze upon the tomb which had been dug and the mere sight of it made them angered even more.

There weren't many members in the Tomber race.

In the entire Ghostdom, there were only a dozen members.

Despite their small quantity, they still remained as a fearsome race. Each of their members had the capacity to reach the Divine Realm.

In the universes, no one dared to provoke any force with a Divine Realm master.

Since each member of the Tomber race had the capability to break into the Divine Realm, this could only mean that they were very powerful individuals.

On top of it, they took pleasure in brutality and ruthless massacre.

Taking other creature's lives was their source of fun, and they were quite good at it.

Therefore, forces would refrain from crossing the Tomber race. They preferred to be in their good graces lest they want to be annihilated immediately.

Even though they held a terrifying reputation, someone still had the audacity to dig the graveyard of the Tomber race.

If this got out, it would definitely cause an unprecedented sensation.

"I know who did this.

It is the same guy who murdered my grandson.

I sensed his aura," a bulky Tomber snarled.

His eyes were ice cold, ready to murder anyone at any time. Dark smoke rolled all over his body.

It was the ruler of the Ghostdom.

"Bagot, I will be away for a short while to track this guy.

You shall take charge of everything in the Ghostdom.

This man has challenged our authority more than once. If I don't slay him, we will be a laughingstock forever," the ruler of Ghostdom growled, looking at another Tomber.