The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 164

In the courtyard, five disciples were drinking and playing a game of "guess-finger". When they saw Austin enter the yard, they all stood up, stupefied, and stared at him with their mouths agape.

With a plethora of thoughts surging through their minds, they whispered anxiously among themselves.

"But I heard he was stuck in the outer range of Grand Desolation Mountains and wouldn't come back."

"What should we do now?" ...... ......

The outer disciples quietly exchanged ideas, careful not to raise their voices. Their palms were sweaty and their eyes were averted.

One of them was slinking toward the gates, prepared to slip away the moment he saw an opportunity.

However, the outer disciples didn't know that Austin had a strong spiritual sense with which he could observe everything within a four-hundred-meter radius. From the very beginning, Austin was aware of everything they did and said, and their concealment meant nothing to him.

Austin looked at the disciples in front of him in displeasure. Anxiety grew in his heart when he thought of Evan, who was nowhere to be seen. If these outer disciples dared to misuse his sacred compound like this, they would certainly have dared to do something to Evan, too.

"If I remember correctly, this compound is mine. I rented it. Will someone please explain to me what all this is about?" Austin asked.

The expression on his face was cold as ice and his tone was even colder. The vital energy force in his body was surging and billowing with rage.

His strong spiritual power swept the yard, exerting great pressure on everyone there. The disciples facing him found it hard to breathe.

Numerous strands of vital energy grew concentrated in Austin's hands, ready to charge an attack.

Finding out that his courtyard was occupied and that his friend was missing had lit a spark of anger in Austin's heart.

He was in an uncontrolled state of destructive madness.

And once someone drove him to this state, he wouldn't spare them until he got his revenge.

The five outer disciples were merely at the sixth level of the Energy Gathering Realm. They weren't able to stay calm and composed in front of Austin's overwhelming demeanor. In the face of his rising anger, they began trembling in fear.

"I guess none of you is going to open your mouth? You, then! Yes, you! Tell me what's going on here!"

Austin suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to one of the outer disciples.

The outer disciple was already terrified. His teeth were clattering and his body was shaking.

Unable to form a complete sentence, he yelled in horror, "It - it's none of my business!"

Scared out of his wits, he turned around and ran, wanting to get away from the scene as soon as possible.

Eyeing his receding figure, Austin snorted, a Spiritual Sense Flying Needle darted from his mind.

Just when the outer disciple reached the gates, he suddenly felt an unbearable pain, as if a blade was being twisted in his brain. His feet came to a halt, and he started to cry miserably, with his hands on his head.

While he was in this trance-like state, he saw a black blade flash by and chop off his right arm. The amputated limb seemed to move in slow motion as it floated back into the sight of the other outer disciples.

At the same time, his body was thrown back into the yard like a rag doll.

Slowly, the haze surrounding his mind cleared. He recovered and immediately felt a sharp pain. He glanced beside him and saw that his right arm had been severed from his body and was lying on the ground next to him.

"My - my arm! You cut off my arm!" the disciple yelled, horrified.

He fumbled to pick up his amputated limb, only to find his right sleeve empty. He reached out with the limb that he still had.

Austin's face remained frosty, as if he hadn't heard the outer disciple cry out in pain.

These people had aroused Austin's anger. And once Austin was angry, he had to vent it out and get his revenge even if it meant overturning the whole Sun Sect. He would hunt down his enemies one by one!