The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1697

The two Vasteras Holy Land stewards stood frozen in their place at the sight of the three puppets rushing towards them. Deep inside, though, they were panicking. How would they defeat those puppets at the medium stage of Minor-perfection Realm?

Although they weren't confident about winning this battle, they had no choice but to fight. "You're just asking for death!" the two stewards shouted at Austin.

In a split-second, the battle between the three puppets and the two stewards broke out.

Powerful energy came on all fours. People who were witnessing the fight were torn between feeling frightened and feeling amazed.

The rivals fought unapologetically, with the attacks containing numerous vital energy forces.

Loud explosive sounds roared around the area. It was as if a war between nations broke out. It felt that big.

All members of the audience ran for their lives. No one wanted to be a casualty of this battle.

It was only when they were ten thousand meters away from the battlefield that they calmed down.

The three puppets and the two Vasteras Holy Land stewards fought vehemently and uninterruptedly. Given their respective strong powers, the battle was bound to take time. The ground shook like there was an earthquake. The air was filled with dust.

Within a few minutes, the Vasteras Holy Land stewards got hit! They fell on the ground and kept coughing up blood. Their inside organs were damaged, too.

As the stewards grew weaker, the three puppets seemingly grew stronger.

No blade, sword, or form of attack could maim them.

One eye contact with each other and the two stewards knew what to do next.

They turned around to run separately. They had no choice; they were at the losing end.

"Who's leaving, huh? No one's leaving!" yelled Austin.

Using his spiritual sense, he commanded his Spiritual Pot to hit the Soul Sea of one of the stewards.

This attack shouldn't be belittled. Austin's spiritual sense was much more powerful than that of a strong cultivator at the Minor-perfection Realm.

The steward's Soul Sea got severely shook upon the attack. His face turned pale at once.

He looked at Austin, horrified by the truth that a young man could release such a great spiritual sense attack. After all, Austin was only at the premium stage of Bitter Sea Realm, while they were at the Minor-perfection Realm.

"Bang!"

While the steward stood paralyzed and nearly unconscious, a golden crystal puppet rushed towards him and hit him on the head.

The blow was so severe, his head exploded like a smashed watermelon. His blood spurted in different directions. This was the end of him.

With no time to waste, Austin commanded his Spiritual Pot once again to attack the other steward's Soul Sea. As if that wasn't enough, the three puppets also rushed to attack him, blowing him in pieces.

Now, the two stewards from the Vasteras Holy Land were both dead.

The audience were stunned by what they had just seen. They couldn't move. Their ears were buzzing as if insects entered inside.

They couldn't fathom that two strong cultivators at the Minor-perfection Realm died so powerlessly when they were some of the best in the East Mainland.

Such strong cultivators could even rule some cities.

"Let's leave now, or we would have to kill more strong cultivators soon."

Austin took back the three puppets then used his spiritual sense to tell Stacy, Belle, Peacock Princess, Bray, and others to leave as well.

However, they remained at their post, still in shock. Austin raised his voice to catch their attention.

"Let's go, guys."

He sent this to his companions through spiritual sense.

Finally, they came to their senses and nodded.

Austin turned to survey the nine-layer tower that spanned several hundred acres.

"Okay.

I should take the Slave Tower," he muttered.

As soon as the idea came to him, the immensely tall Slave Tower reduced in size then flew to Austin in a flash.

When it neared Austin's palm, it transformed into a miniature nine-layer tower, as small as his fist.

Satisfied in his feat, he used his bodily movement skill to disappear.

"What?!" Mouths fell open. Eyes widened.

The audience hadn't recovered from the shock of witnessing the two Vasteras Holy Land stewards get killed, and then the scene of the Spiritual Tower becoming small had to sink into them, too. But what drove them crazy was that Austin, a young man with inexplicable powers, seized the tower so easily.

It wasn't just an ordinary tower.