The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1902

The room filled with the sounds of screams as the cultivators fought for the three ultimate magical treasures.

Left and right men and women were falling to the ground, occasionally tripping up others as they ran for the weapon shelf.

In the chaos, a middle-aged man at the premium stage of Major-perfection Realm jumped for the weapon shelf and grabbed one of the ultimate magical treasures in his hand. He held it like a football under his arm as he dashed away.

A cry of pleasure ripped from his lips as he dodged the other cultivators. He hadn't expected his plan to work.

When the situation washed over the other cultivators, dozens of them stared at him as he continued to run towards the exit. All at once, they charged at him, putting him in grave danger.

"Here you go!"

the middle-aged man yelled. They watched, confused, as he used a secret skill and passed the ultimate magical treasure to another man. They hadn't expected him to be part of a team.

"Stop! You two can't take that!"

half the cultivators yelled in protest and chased after the man, inches from his heels.

The rest of the cultivators went after the remaining ultimate treasures. They were even more anxious to steal them than before.

Even the Holy Son of the Nether Sect and the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect took their eyes off of Austin. Time was running out to get an ultimate magical treasure like sand in an hourglass.

And even if Austin was an nuisance, he wasn't as valuable as a treasure. They could kill him another time.

They paused, pondering what they should do. After a couple moments, they both nodded their heads and joined the other cultivators that were after the treasures.

Austin was finally left alone to think. His eyes swept across the room and he analyzed all the cultivators he could see.

Everyone in the room was talented at combat and had advanced skills and weapons.

Stealing an ultimate magical treasure would immediately result in being attacked by the others.

He understood that he couldn't rely on his advanced skills to protect him. Austin had to think outside of the box.

"All right! Let's give this a try!"

Austin shouted through his gritted teeth. He lifted the Sky-devouring Gourd Cask above his head using both his arms and began shaking it.

It was a matter of life and death, so Austin was willing to use his most powerful skills to survive and obtain at least one ultimate magical treasure. Eventually, black seawater spilled from the gourd cask.

As it flowed outwards, a sense of death filled the palace.

The cultivators noticed the water and leaped backward, turning pale with fright.

The seawater spread out until it was as large as a river, churning and cutting through the crowd.

Along the floor, the water corroded until it washed and burned away. The hair on the arms of the cultivators stood on end.

They had seen the seawater in action already and they knew that it was from the Immortal Burial Sea, so none of them dared to touch it. They all took a few steps back until they were pressed against the wall and trapped.

Now that there was a clear path to the weapon shelf, Austin ran for it.

"Damn it! Stop him! He wants to get the three ultimate magical treasures for himself!"

shouted many men simultaneously.

"Okay. Let's work together and kill this guy. If we don't, he will get the treasures before us,"

the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect added, frowning at Austin's back as he ran. He wanted to kill Austin more than any of the rest of them.

Using his special bodily movement skill, the Holy Son of the Unworldly Sect jumped into the air.

In mid-air, his body twisted into a colorful ribbon and he was so flimsy and thin that he rushed right through the seawater.

He landed in front of Austin, stopping him in his tracks. Pulling out a golden halberd, he slashed at Austin. When he missed, dazzling golden runes came off of it and ascended into the air.

Seeing this happen, the rest of the cultivators felt braver and activated their bodily movement skills. They floated over the surging water and threw attacks at Austin.

Runes flickered all over the sky, and the air in the room was roaring. The vital energy added to the seawater and the room began shaking at their feet.

In the face of the bombardment of so many powerful people, Austin felt like he was a single boat alone on the sea, facing a violent tsunami.

"Damn it! So you want to outnumber me, huh?"

Austin closed his eyes and allowed his two arms to enlarge into the size of dragons.

Simultaneously, his Pot of Chaos also grew into the size of a mountain.