The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1900

"Come on!"

one of the cultivators bellowed before he charged forward. The atmosphere was tense and excited and all the people were antsy to get inside.

Rushing towards the gate, they pushed and squeezed through the entrance.

The moment the people entered the palace, they were stopped by a dim purple mist that was hovering above the floor and seeping into the air. It didn't appear dangerous so they walked into it.

Visibility was immediately decreased so much that they couldn't see their hands in front of their faces. They walked around with their arms outstretched, trying to avoid each other and the items and walls within the palace. The use of their spiritual sense was also useless against the purple mist.

After walking through a couple rooms, the mist slightly lifted and they could see clearly again. The room they had entered resembled a large, wide hallway. On every wall, there were shelves with weapons and magical treasures displayed on them.

"Oh my God! It's true! Look at the advanced magical treasures in here!"

Within seconds, the cultivators who had made it through the mist charged at the shelves. There were plenty of shelves there but they were all greedy and didn't care to share with the people they had just battled with.

While they scrambled for the items on the shelves, fights broke out among them. Blood spilled, teeth hit the floor, and some of the shelves were broken in the chaos.

Even though they had fought side-by-side, they were aware the entire time that they would battle each other for the treasures. The more battles they won, the more treasures they could claim; it was a no-brainer.

Boom!

The energy used in the fights sent waves through the air, rippling outwards and knocking other cultivators off their feet. The room filled with the sound of screaming and anger.

Meanwhile, the strongest warriors ignored the advanced treasures and snuck into the depths of the palace.

According to several survivors who had once broken into the palace, the three ultimate magical treasures were hidden at the depths of the palace.

The five puppets, who were at the Heavenly Grotto Realm, were normally guarding in the depths of the palace, but when they had broken in, a distraction was put in place and the five men chased after the intruders.

Entering the palace, Austin dodged the battles and found the entrance to the depths of the palace.

His goal was only to get those few ultimate magical treasures.

Austin was moving towards the depths of the palace. On the way, he saw that the hall was very spacious and that only a few strong warriors were rushing in.

Those weaker warriors knew it would be more practical for them to stay outside and rob some advanced magical treasures.

Just then, a voice yelled at Austin and stopped him from moving forward.

"Wait a second! What are you doing down here? You're only at the Minor-perfection Realm. You're too weak! Do you want to die?"

Austin snapped his head in the direction of the young man. He quickly used his spiritual sense and determined the man was at the medium stage of Major-perfection Realm. He was more advanced than Austin which only made Austin want to fight him more.

"Fuck off! I have just as much of a right to be here as you do!"

Austin snapped.

"Fuck! Go to hell!"

It was clear that the young man had a short temper because he immediately stepped back and shot a white energy column at Austin. Austin jumped aside and looked back at the young man with rage ingrained in his face.

The attack had been unfair and plain rude. Austin had only planned to only maim the young man but now he would have to kill him. He raised his hand and five streaks of sword aura with different colors rushed towards the young man.

Meanwhile, he punched out his right hand and it instantly enlarged until it was as large as the size of a flood dragon. He wrapped it around the young man's waist and squeezed him until he was crushed and became a pile of powder.

The young man was killed before a scream could leave his lips.

As cruel as it was, Austin felt that he had deserved it. The young man had tried to bully someone weaker than he was and that was evil in Austin's mind.

Removing the thought of the man from his mind, Austin approached the most inner area of the hall with the treasures in it.

As he got closer, he could clearly see the weapon shelf that held the three magic weapons.

"Wow! It's the ultimate magical treasures!"

In front of the shelf, more than one hundred people were crowded. Some of them were young and middle-aged but Austin could spot one old man with white hair among them. They were all staring up at the treasures with eyes so wide that the treasures were reflecting in them.

They were so eager to lay their hands on the treasures that strong auras were seeping from their pores.

Their hearts were pounding and their breathing was coming out in loud pants.

Some of them had never seen such powerful items before. Even the super geniuses from the four schools and the elite disciples from the ancient sects in the Middle Pilgrim Land were excited beyond belief.

Whoosh!

While the rest of them were distracted, a man dashed at the treasures and stretched out his hand towards the shelf.

Before his hand could reach any of them, the other people leaped forward and pushed him out of the way. He landed on his shoulder and cried out in pain.

After that, a huge fight broke out in the room.

Every one of them was a strong cultivator and they would all gladly fight to the death for the treasures.