The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1423

"The Saint Pill Array is already in my control,"

Angus said to Austin through spiritual sense.

Upon hearing this information, Austin breathed a deep sigh of relief.

He felt his nerves slowly calming down.

The Saint Pill Array possessed immense power that Austin felt that his skills wasn't strong enough to handle such a thing.

Austin informed Godwin, Julius and Peter about the situation through spiritual sense.

The three of them were both surprised and delighted when they learned the good news.

This was due to the fact that the Saint Pill Array had put too much pressure on them.

Now, with Angus handling the Saint Pill Array, they were brimming with joy since one of their allies could control the powerful item with ease.

Everyone in the square was astonished.

Some people couldn't believe their ears. "I'm Angus, the founder of the Magic Hand Sect."

These words shook the very foundations of the Magic Hand Sect.

Most of the people's attention were focused on the platform in the center of the square.

At the apprentice ceremony, Trahan had just worshiped a portrait of the founder of the Magic Hand Sect on the platform.

The crowd gazed up at the white-haired old man in the black robe who was floating above the square. They then glanced over the portrait which was hanging on the platform.

Their assumptions were correct!

The floating old man and the person in the portrait was indeed the same man!

More and more people began to put two and two together.

"Whoosh!" All of a sudden, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky over the square.

His eyes were fixed on Angus.

"You... You said you are... Are you really our master? Really?"

He was a grey-haired old man that sported a red nose reeked of wine.

Austin recognized at once who the old man was. It was Elder Drew. He remembered back when he sneaked into the Magic Hand Sect and worked for Elder Drew as a refinery assistant.

Austin was surprised by Elder Drew's questions.

'Is Elder Drew a disciple of Angus?' he wondered.

Elder Drew continued to stare at Angus with doubts, expectations and excitement glistening his eyes.

He thought Angus had died long ago.

But now, Angus was standing right in front of him.

"How are you doing, my little Drew? Have you forgotten your master already?"

Angus asked while looking at Elder Drew with doting eyes.

He recalled what Elder Drew looked like when he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

At that time, Angus took him as a disciple when he saw his pill-refining talent. However, it wasn't long before Angus was murdered by Lyman.

"Master, it's really you!

I missed you, master!"

Elder Drew knelt down in front of Angus and began to cry like a child who was lost in a sea of strangers.

Angus calling him 'my little Drew' made Elder Drew burst into tears. The old man in front of him was the master he missed every day in his life.

There was absolutely no other person in the world who would call him 'my little Drew' except Angus.

Austin almost laughed out loud when he saw Elder Drew crying like that.

'Elder Drew is as eccentric as ever.

It's so funny that such an old man is crying like a child in public, ' he mused.

"No! It's impossible!

You're not Angus!

Angus died a long time ago!

You must be pretending to be Angus! Austin must have us for fools, that son of a bitch.

Everybody, don't believe him! This man is a fake!

My master Angus died five hundred years ago!"