The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1370

It was none other than Austin.

His demonic avatar, as it turned out, was the tall, eerie figure who hauled up Cal Song. With such strong force, it could almost make him float from the ground, Austin leisurely walked up to his avatar.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, that the other cultivators surrounding the mountain couldn't do anything but freeze on their posts and watch Austin and his demonic avatar from afar.

"Tell me." Austin directed to Cal, his gaze fixed and piercing.

"Are you from the Song Clan?"

With all his might, Cal tried to forcibly pull away from the demonic avatar's grip, yet failed. It was as if absolute weakness took over his entire body that even lifting his finger was impossible.

In the pit of despair and fear, Cal seemed to succumb to defeat.

'I am at the mercy of something so sinister. What could I even do if he kills me?' he thought.

Cal couldn't let out a single word, let alone answer Austin's inquiry, because the demonic avatar was choking him.

One of the cultivators' mouths fell open as he realized what was happening. "Someone attacked Elder Cal!" he exclaimed.

The rest of the cultivators squinted their eyes to try to get a clearer look. They were horrified when they realized that their fellow cultivator's conclusion was right!

"Oh, no! It's a demon!

Elder Cal is in grave danger!"

The cultivators mistook Austin's demonic avatar for a real demon.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you conspire with the demon race to attack Elder Cal?"

A cultivator yelled at Austin, with a rush of anger seething across the entire clan.

"Everyone! Let's go tear this beast to bits!"

Hundreds of people dashed towards Austin and his demonic avatar, forming a circle with their adversary standing calmly in the middle.

This couldn't be too tough for Austin, could it? He merely met them with a defiant sneer.

Then, barely moving an inch, he released the level four sword domain.

Within a hundred meters around Austin, the sword-lights gushed out to form a sphere. Streaks of sword aura gathered in this domain.

None of the cultivators who stepped into this domain could move, for the sword aura impeded all their abilities.

"Go to hell!"

These three words, Austin uttered in such unemotional tone. His hands remained behind his back and he didn't even break a sweat.

The cultivators turned from flesh to powder in a smash, and the stench of blood lingered in the air.

"This can't be!"

The rest outside of the sword domain shook in fear by what they had just witnessed.

It was a crime beyond their comprehension. Austin had slain a hundred cultivators without even lifting his finger!

For these people, the way he did it was also unsettling in a weird way, if not oddly familiar.

"Oh dear, this is not good. We know him! He is Austin Lin!"

Someone who screamed Austin's name shivered in his realization.

"Yes, he is Austin Lin! I know him!"

Most of the cultivators in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom had seen Austin's portrait at one point or another.

It was what those top sects and clans had used in reference when they ordered their disciples to search for him.

As more and more people recognized this notorious figure, a deeper sense of fear

went up to their spine.

Austin rose to fame in the South Continent after the war broke out in the Mysterious Sky City.

Everyone on this side of the world, cultivators included, couldn't stop talking about Austin striking down demon semi-emperors.

No one made a single attempt to be on Austin's bad side.

His battle force was too formidable.

This was why everyone present immediately froze upon recognizing him.

No one would dare hit him

or even let down their guard.

Some were afraid, too.

"Austin is alive... Unbelievable! How about we retreat now?"

someone whispered.

Using his spiritual sense, Austin was able to hear what this person suggested.