The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1415

Godwin, Peter, and Julius were still reeling from the recent revelation. The three of them had just learned the old man before their eyes was the exact same man who set up the Magic Hand Sect hundreds of years ago.

Upon learning this, they gazed upon Angus with eyes that bore both respect and fear.

The truth was that even for the three of them, Angus was a senior cultivator.

Back in those days, Angus became well known in the South Continent due to his impeccable art of pill-refining and his powerful vital energy force cultivation base. Godwin, Peter, and Julius had still been mere youngsters at the time.

Later, Angus started the Magic Hand Sect all by himself. The sect became one of the top five large sects in the Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom under his care.

Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse after that. Lyman, a disciple of Angus', suddenly turned against him. A wisp of his soul managed to escape to the Mysterious Nether World and survive there. After that, Angus was not seen again in the South Continent.

It was only five hundred years later that the youngsters Godwin, Peter, and Julius grew up to become the top powerful cultivators in the South Continent. All three of them were now at the Semi-emperor Realm.

And yet, the three were unable to hold back their surprise at Angus' name.

It took a while before the three regained their composure. Clearing their throats, Godwin, Peter, and Julius turned to Angus and began to speak, their voices carrying the great respect they had for the famed cultivator.

"You're Angus, the well-known pill refiner from long ago... The man was known all throughout the South Continent... Sir, we deeply apologize for our earlier disrespect.

Please forgive us, Sir."

Godwin bowed low before Angus, giving him a proper polite greeting this time.

Julius and Peter followed suit, stepping forward and bowing to Angus with great respect.

The sudden change in their behavior took Angus by surprise. It took a few moments before he realized Austin must have revealed his identity to the three of them.

"Sir, the three elders are all from our side and can be trusted,"

said Austin confidently to Angus.

"Very well," Angus said.

Austin's words were a cause of great relief to him. This was a man he could trust, and if he said the three could be trusted, then Angus would believe him.

"There is no need for such formalities.

My current cultivation base now is not as high as yours. As such, I can't accept so much respect from you,"

Angus told Godwin and the other two, sighing.

Godwin shook his head at these words. "Sir Angus, please don't say such things. Hundreds of years ago, when you were the top one in the South Continent, Peter, Julius, and I were only in our twenties. We were only young, and were nothing more than ordinary cultivators.

In our eyes, Sir Angus, you will always be an elder worthy of respect, now and forever,"

Godwin responded immediately.

Before Angus could reply, Peter joined in the conversation. "Wait just a minute," he interjected. "I just remembered something, Sir Angus. Hundreds of years ago, the Magic Hand Sect announced that you had passed away due to unexpected circumstances during your cultivation.

So how can you be here all of a sudden, Sir?"

He was unable to keep himself from asking the question. Peter was the type of man who always said whatever was on his mind, no matter what the situation was.

Hearing this, both Godwin and Julius turned to look at Angus with curiosity in their eyes.

"Sir Angus, allow me to tell them,"

said Austin.

Angus looked at him for a moment before nodding his head. It was as plain as the eye could see that Austin, Godwin, Peter, and Julius were all very close, and the other three could surely be trusted.

With Angus' approval, Austin then began to tell them what Angus had been through.

"It was Lyman who did it!" Austin exclaimed, unable to keep the emotion from his voice.

"It was completely unexpected. All those times, Lyman always acted like such a gentleman. No one could have thought that he was coming up with an evil plot behind everyone's back. He tried to kill his only master!"

As they listened the whole story, Godwin, Peter and Julius gritted their teeth in frustration and fury. They were unable to keep themselves from cursing Lyman with hatred.

The story made them completely furious. How could Lyman do such a thing to Angus?!

"Let's head straight to the Magic Hand Sect right now! We'll tear him into pieces for this!

Lyman must pay for what he did to Sir Angus!"

roared Peter, the anger clear in the tone of his voice.

"I agree," said Julius with a nod. "Austin, bring the A.L. Army together with us. We're heading to the Magic Hand Sect immediately."

He was about to leave at once when he was suddenly stopped by Godwin.

"Wait just a moment.

Let's not be rash and cool our heads. I have an idea,"

said Godwin, his expression serious.

"An idea? Well, what is it?"

Julius, Peter, and Austin were all looking at Godwin in confusion, unsure about what he meant.

Having caught their attention, Godwin began to explain. "In three days, Lyman will be holding a ceremony where he will appoint a new disciple."

He paused for a moment to look at them and continued, "It's said this new disciple a talented young man. At the mere age of eighteen, he is already a fifth level pill refiner.

He performed so excellently in the last pill refining competition that he was unanimously crowned as the champion.