The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2977

"To hell with this! That bastard's damn vertical eye is so unnerving!

It seems it is sucking our spiritual sense energy."

"The Puppet Strings we cast aren't working on him!"

The fourteen spirits from the spiritual race were taken aback as they found themselves in a stalemate with Darby.

Spirits of the spiritual race possessed an abundance of spiritual soul energy by nature, and within their domain, very few creatures from other races could be considered as threats.

But the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor was devouring everything, even souls, spirits, and, of course, spiritual sense.

Therefore, in a way, the Eye seemed to be able to restrict the spiritual race.

Relying on the Eye, Darby had slaughtered many spirits in recent days.

"I'm dragging these fourteen spirits here."

He sent a message to his five subordinates who were earth immortals through his spiritual sense.

"Hurry up and kill them!"

The five subordinates took heed and rushed towards the spirits.

The slaves in the town couldn't stop them at all.

Pretty soon they were upon the spirits, at which they launched fierce attacks without pause. "Go to hell!" they yelled furiously.

In the meantime, they drew their force from deep within their spiritual souls, and an immense amount of dark energy poured out and enveloped the spirits.

The Tomber race kept a number of secrets and high-level spiritual soul skills.

Being the important members of the race, the five masters naturally grasped those secret skills.

They were employing these skills with no hesitation whatsoever, since these were highly effective in dealing with the spiritual race.

The fight wore on, with the fourteen spirits scrambling to hold their ground.

"Shit! We can't defeat them. This guy's vertical eye is so intimidating!" The fourteen spirits were a bit flustered. It was becoming obvious that they were no match for their enemies.

In the middle of the scuffle, a displeased voice boomed out.

"This is my territory! How dare you break in and make trouble here?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a figure materialized behind the fourteen spirits.

He had his hands behind his back, and his stance was rigid.

He looked at Darby with disdain.

A few seconds later other figures materialized alongside the man, flanking him. The figures were none other than the Heavenly Majestic Pot, Violet, and the rest of the team, who had just exited the Slave Tower.

"Hang on a minute!" someone yelled. "That guy looks familiar."

"Isn't that Austin from the Fallen Immortal Cosmos?"

Hearing this, a stunned Darby strained his eyes to confirm the truth for himself.

When he recognized Austin, he roared. "It really is you, Austin!"

The rest of the crowd were echoing his exclamations. "Yes, it is indeed Austin!"

"What is he doing here?"

"Why is he here?"

"What is he up to this time?"

None of them were expecting to run across the man who had managed to become everyone's sworn enemy in such a short amount of time.

The shock and outrage were limited only to Darby and his men, however, and the participants to the trial.

"Master!" the fourteen spirits bowed to Austin.

"Master!" Next came the creatures from the town, also bowing to pay their respects. The participants were dumbfounded. "What?"

"What is all this?"

"What is going on?" Darby and his men looked around, confused and angry. "What the hell is going on? Did I hear it wrong? Why are they calling that bastard master?!"

"Do you understand now?" Austin asked in a cold voice, not bothering how smug he was feeling.

"These are all my men now. You have broken into my territory, and killed my men."

The air around him changed then, vibrating with unmistakable fury. "How dare you!"

"Master," Lange, one of the fourteen spirits, bent over to remind Austin.

"This guy has a strange eye, and its power cannot be underestimated. You must be careful."

Austin waved him off with a smile.

"I already know of it.

It's called the Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor.

And as a matter of fact, I have it, too."

Using his mind, he opened his own Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor and glowered at Darby with all three of his eyes.

It wasn't just a display on Austin's part, though.

He had a nagging apprehension that Darby might suddenly use his Eye of the Ghostdom Ancestor on him, so he had his own opened just in case.

Now they were more or less on equal footing, at least on that front.

The fourteen spirits lit up in relief at what they saw.