The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1843

"Master, you need to go inside the Slave Tower and hide.

There's no other option. He's too strong,"

Brady warned.

Panicking, Austin looked all around him. There was nothing he could use as a weapon but there was the black sea in the distance.

'The old man is powerful, but he seems to be afraid of the black sea water. Maybe I can use it against him.'

As the idea entered his mind, a cold smile spread on his lips. The old man stood a few feet from him and had his frail chest puffed out.

"Boy, you must give up. It's over.

Just do what I told you.

Ha-ha! Though, it's funny. I didn't expect your herbal pot to be able to withstand the power of the sea water from the Immortal Burial Sea. It's certainly a treasure.

In fact, I need you to hand it over!"

Steward Wayne yelled. His hand stretched out for the pot and his eyes shimmered with greed. Austin frowned at him.

"Come get it yourself!"

A smile appeared on Austin's face as he turned and activated his bodily movement skill. Airborne, he floated towards the black sea water. The water was dead silent ahead of him like a huge opening mouth, ready to engulf him.

"Boy, do you want to die?"

Startled, Steward Wayne flashed and chased after Austin.

Despite it being insane, he believed that Austin was too proud to submit to him and would rather jump into the sea and commit suicide.

In defiance, Austin stepped closer until he was only one meter from the surface of the water.

Steward Wayne was a couple feet behind him and his arms were outstretched.

"Go to hell!"

Steward Wayne shouted and grabbed for Austin's clothing.

Just before he could grab the material, Austin activated his vital energy and moved forwards, slapping surface of the water with it.

Boom!

This time, Austin used all his strength and the sea sucked back into itself, creating a large hole.

They stood and watched as the water rose back up, stirring and bubbling.

Boom!

After it had combined, the water rose into a wave that was one thousand meters high. It swept towards the shore.

"No way!"

Steward Wayne shouted as his jaw dropped. With fear crossing his face, he used his bodily movement skill and tried to flee as fast as he could.

Regret filled him as he flew and the wave chased him. He didn't thought Austin was going to commit suicide, and that was why he had been standing so close to the sea.

"What is this? Didn't we just have a tide?

Why is it here again so soon and why is it so big?"

"Fuck! Run!"

one of the warriors in the distance yelled. They turned and started racing away from the water.

Austin, who had been well prepared, slipped inside the Pot of Chaos immediately after attacking with his palm. The sound of the wave rushing over the pot surrounded him and he cowered, hoping it would hold.

Besides the sound, his spiritual sense was picking up the energy from the wave. The entire pot started shaking around him.

He knew that the wave would be powerful but he didn't expect it to be so large and last so long. It was as if he had irritated the sea and now it was seeking revenge.

"Ah!"

Even inside the pot, Austin could hear Steward Wayne screaming. Even though he had reacted quickly, the wave was too fast and powerful. As he fled, the sea water followed him, licking at his heels.

Half an hour later, the violent waves had returned to the sea and it laid perfectly still.

Once he was sure it was dormant, Austin opened the lid and climbed out of the Pot of Chaos.

Using his bodily movement skill, he flew far from the reaches of the sea.

The Immortal Burial Sea was too powerful and he vowed in his head to never interact with it again.

Instead, he focused on finding the old man.

He walked around, looking where the wave had reached. A couple meters away, he spotted the old man in the grey robe sitting cross-legged on the ground.

It was Steward Wayne from the Crimson Palace.

His body was drenched in sea water and his clothing was stuck to him. Large parts of his body had already begun to stink and rot.

Austin could see that his skin had turned black like ink and that he was weak--so weak he couldn't lift his head to look at Austin. His eyes were closed and he had activated his vital energy in an attempt to heal himself.

"Wow, you're lucky to be alive!"

Austin mocked loudly as he approached Steward Wayne.

Extending his spiritual sense, Austin could feel the old man's sadness and weakness. He was dying.

The power of the sea water was so strong that even the masters at Heavenly Grotto Realm like Steward Wayne could be killed by it.