The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1630

From where he was standing, Austin could see the old man pacing on the furthest hill. He looked like an ant, scurrying this way and that, climbing towards the top of the hill. Austin activated the Dragon Lightness, and a few seconds later, he landed at the bottom of the hill, below the old man.

The hill looked like a bowl which had been placed upside-down on the ground. It was wide and tall with fallen trees and shallow holes in the ground to trip over. Austin was cognizant of these as he meandered up the hill.

The old man, who he recognized as the owner of a stall, was already halfway up the hill. His eyes were trained on the ground and he was murmuring something. It appeared he was searching for something among the sand at his feet.

"What are you doing, old man?" Austin asked as he reached him.

The old man startled and spun to look at Austin who was standing casually with his hands behind his back.

"It's you, brat! Why are you here?"

The old man cast Austin an annoyed glance. Then he resumed searching for a treasure or something Austin couldn't even imagine.

"You recognized me? How?" Austin asked with his eye wide open in surprise. He paused to look down at his body.

From what he could see, he was still disguised. He had changed his looks using the human-skin mask and was pretending to be a middle-aged man that looked nothing like himself. This was a clever and advanced trick and the old man shouldn't have been able to identify him so easily.

The only explanation there could be was that the old man was a powerful cultivator.

'He must be very advanced. Not even a master of the Divine Bridge Realm could have recognized me so quickly, ' Austin thought.

"Your little trick won't fool me,"

the old man commented, rolling his eyes at Austin as he stood straight again.

Finally, he bent down again and picked up something from the ground. Austin moved to the side to see what it was but the old man ignored him. He knelt and Austin saw that the object in his hand was a stone. Without a sound, the old man began painting on the ground with it.

Austin watched as the painting unfolded but it was difficult to determine what it was of. There were many lines and dots and none of them seemed to connect.

At last, the painting was finished and Austin had a chance to observe it closer. It appeared that the old man had created a depiction of Purple Immortal's graveyard.

The dots that Austin had seen were plentiful. He slowly counted eighty one of them.

There were eighty one tombs in the graveyard and each dot must have represented one of them.

The old man stood and pressed his fingers together in thought. He began murmuring again and his eyes were fixated on something in the distance that Austin couldn't see.

After a while, he started running towards to the other side of the hill. Austin still had no idea what he was doing.

After watching him for several minutes, Austin had deduced that this mysterious, old man was not a regular stall owner; he was special and Austin needed to know why. So, he tailed after the old man.