The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1947

When Elder Sharp had finished speaking, all the members of the seven major sects in the East Mainland looked super embarrassed.

Without question, they knew that Elder Sharp was telling them the truth.

The reason that the leaders of the seven top sects in the East Mainland had decided to take their men to the headquarters of the Flame Holy Land was because of the people of the old, prominent sects and the four martial arts schools of the Middle Pilgrim Land.

If they hadn't come here with the people from Middle Pilgrim Land, they wouldn't be able to do anything to the Flame Holy Land.

"All right. All right. Stop with the theatrics, old man. When this is over, the Flame Holy Land will not exist in the East Mainland," the chief of the Ji Clan said as his face wrinkled and darkened into an impatient frown.

They both stared at each other intensely. No one else dared to speak for a few minutes as they waited to see what would happen next.

"You know what? This is ridiculous!

Look at this weakling from this shitty holy land. Look at his nerve!

He doesn't know when to quit—I bet he doesn't even have the ability to kneel! Are you knees broken? How dare you provoke us like this?" Several heads turned as a twelve-year-old boy pushed his way to the front of the crowd.

His eyes were fixed on Austin and if they looked close enough, it appeared there were fires burning behind them.

Austin immediately recognized the boy as the boy was the Holy Son of the Black Inferno Sect.

"Austin, listen to us and hand over everything you have," another man said.

The young man with the pale face was clearly the Holy Son of the Nether Sect.

Austin looked around and noticed that at least a dozen strong, young cultivators from the old, major sects and the four martial arts schools such as the Holy Son of the Heavenly Mysterious Sect and the Holy Daughter of the Moon Palace were also staring at him.

It appeared that most of the people were there only for Austin and his treasures.

If it came down to it, he didn't know how he could escape with his life.

"Austin, you brat. We meet again.

I bet you didn't see this coming, did you? All comfy in your riches, were you?

You killed Elder Cowell and so many other disciples of our sect. Your hands are soaked with their blood.

Now, your sect is doomed because of you and your selfishness.

Tell me, do you regret what you've done… even a little bit?

I think I already know the answer. So, if you want to save your sect, you'd better get your ass over here and kneel before me," an aristocratic and handsome young man announced.

In his eyes was a mixture of resentment and glee. He wanted to destroy Austin and it looked like he was finally going to get his chance.

The young man thought back to the time when he was in the Fallen Immortal World. He had watched as Austin mercilessly killed his subordinate Elder Cowell and ran while Austin had tried to kill him. There were countless reasons for him to want Austin gone.

"Regret?

You know, I actually do regret something. I regret not killing you in the Fallen Immortal World,"

Austin responded, crossing his arms casually over his chest and smiling.

"Really? You're really going to go there? Well, you're stupid—I'll give you that. I will enjoy killing you slowly and painfully.

In a few moments, you will be begging just to die!"

Fuming, the young man whose father was the leader of the Unworldly Sect clenched his fists and allowed his body to tremble like a leaf.

"Leave it to me. He killed our members. I'll be the one to break into the Flame Holy Land," an older man cut in, stepping out from behind the young man.

Using his bodily movement skill, he flew above the gate of the Flame Holy Land and hovered there.

He was an elder from the Unworldly Sect. He was short and slightly stout but he was clearly powerful.

"Oh, I understand. There is a Sect-protecting Array here. That is why you're acting so cocky. You think this tiny array will be able to protect you from us?

In a couple seconds, I will have broken this array and then you will be helpless,"

the elder added, giving the array a pathetic glance.

With a shrug and crack of his knuckles, he spread his fingers and let out a huge ray of energy.

It twisted and formed into an axe which rested in his hand. It glowed brightly and threateningly, illuminating his face.

Everyone looked at him and didn't dare to speak as they waited to see what would happen next.

Slowly, the axe raised into the air.

The elder let out a breath and swung the axe at the gate of the Flame Holy Land.

When it made contact with the array, the force shook the air.