The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1805

"An elder from our clan is practicing a secret skill from the Dark Scripture. To master the skill, he needs to devour a lot of fresh cultivator corpses.

We were ordered by the elder to arrest all the people from the fifth-class and sixth-class sects when he visited the Flame Kingdom. He wants us to bring them to the imperial capital city,"

the young man in black replied.

"Hold on!

It's the Evil Yaksha Skill he's cultivating, isn't it?"

Austin asked, approaching the man.

The only evil skill of the Dark Scripture Austin had ever witnessed was the Evil Yaksha Skill. When he was in the Five Elements City, he witnessed Gale from the Ji Clan perform the skill.

That was when he learned that cultivators needed to eat a large amount of corpses in order to practice the Evil Yaksha Skill.

So he guessed that was the skill that the elder possessed.

"Yes. You're right,"

the young man answered hesitantly.

"That can't be… I heard that your clan members are forbidden from learning the Evil Yaksha Skill.

How did he cultivate it?"

Austin asked, looking at the man questioningly.

"It is forbidden, but many of us still practice it secretly.

After all, the skill can greatly improve our effectiveness in combat.

Even when our senior members see us practicing, they turn a blind eye. We won't be punished,"

the young man explained.

"Okay. I understand.

The troops from the royal family are wiping out these small sects so that the elder from the Ji Clan can eat corpses and cultivate his Evil Yaksha Skill,"

Austin murmured.

He looked at the ground and sneered. "Who would have thought that the people from the Ji Clan would be so selfish and evil?"

Austin added.

"The people of the Ji Clan are monsters. They want to kill us just so they could cultivate the evil skill!" Elder Spencer of the Merry Gang said through gritted teeth.

He scowled at the young man in black and took a step towards him.

"Wait! Austin, I told you what you wanted. Please, don't kill me!"

the young man pleaded.

"I've seen people like you. You enjoy hurting people. If I let you go, you will become stronger and get more people in trouble.

Humph! Fine! I'll spare you but you still need to be punished for what you've done," Austin spat, crossing his arms.

He frowned and held out his hand, releasing a stream of vital energy. The young man ducked as Austin smashed his elixir field.

"Austin, you're evil!"

the young man screamed as he fell onto his knees.

Nonchalantly, Austin waved his sleeve, and the young man was flung thousands of meters away. As the sound of his yelling became more distant, Austin shrugged and walked back to Elder Spencer.

"All right. Let's go and save the other people from your sect,"

Austin said to Elder Spencer.

"Thank you very much, Holy Heritor!" Elder Spencer replied.

He clapped his hands once and followed Austin as he left.

It took nearly half a day for Elder Spencer to guide Austin to the other people from the Merry Gang.

They crouched behind a bush and watched as a few thousand soldiers led about twenty thousand prisoners into the imperial capital city of the Flame Kingdom. They were connected by chains and moving as slowly as possible.

"Holy Heritor, that's them—those are members of my sect,"

Elder Spencer whispered to Austin.

"Got it."

Nodding, Austin stood and walked around the bush.

He crept up behind the prisoners with Violet and the gnome.

Elder Spencer and his companions jogged to keep up with them.

They managed to follow for a few minutes before a dozen soldiers realized they were there. They stopped walking and pointed at Austin. "Who are you? How dare you interrupt our mission?"

shouted one of the soldiers.

Without a word, Austin waved his sleeve and the soldiers closest to him were thrown away.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

"Kill him first! We'll deal with the rest after!"

Letting out a battle cry, a large group of soldiers charged at Austin. They held up weapons that could easily slice through him.

Calmly, Austin activated his vital energy force. He stood still as a wave of golden vital energy flew from his body towards the soldiers. Their faces grew worried and some of them turned and ran in the other direction.

However, their efforts to escape were futile.

All the soldiers that charged and even a couple more were thrown into the air and sent far away.

Austin smiled and turned to Elder Spencer. He nodded back.

To Austin, destroying these soldiers was like crushing ants under his shoes. He was now at the medium stage of Minor-perfection Realm.