The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1953

"Ha-ha! I have told you many times that the Flame Holy Land is protected by an incantation cast by the very first masters of our sect. You cannot destroy us that easily!"

Elder Sharp said steadily. His faint voice overpowered the area, breaking the dead silence of the crowd.

Although his voice was calm, he spoke with more than a hint of menace.

At this time, the people who gathered including the large sects of the Middle Pilgrim Land, the four famous martial arts schools, and the seven large sects in the East Mainland, looked sullen.

They had thought that they could tear down the Flame Holy Land in one operation since they had gathered a fleet of warriors and came here aggressively.

Clearly, they miscalculated the situation.

The people of the seven major sects of the East Mainland felt more bitter and indignant than the others.

The holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land, the leader of the Shen Clan, the holy lord of the Arcane Holy Land, and the holy lord of the Vasteras Holy Land were all severely injured.

The holy lord of the Rudimentary Holy Land was the most wounded with half of his body wrecked. His vital energy was critically impaired and his cultivation base was dropping.

"For a relatively small-scale holy land in the East Mainland, it is surprising that it can gather so many skilled masters and home abundant magical treasure. We obviously underestimated the enemy,"

an elder of the Unworldly Sect snorted.

"Humph! Such a sect may be considered extraordinary in the East Mainland, but for us members of the Middle Pilgrim Land, who are you to blow your own trumpet? You barely qualify in terms of land area,"

the elder of the Black Inferno Sect said scornfully.

"Blow our own trumpet?

Ha-ha-ha!

Who asked you to come here and ruin the peace of our holy land?

You are the ones who assembled your troops from different sects to come here in a disappointing attempt to destroy us.

And now you tell me we blow our own trumpets as if we seek validation of our greatness as a land? How dare you threaten me in my own home?

Speak to me once you prove yourself a worthy adversary, you mutt!"

Elder Sharp said laughingly. His comeback was sharp and showed no signs of concession.

"What did you call me?! You...

Don't think that with the magical ascendancy of the Flame Holy Land over the major sects and the prominent martial art schools of the Middle Pilgrim Land that you can set yourself against us.

To tell you the truth, the warriors from the Middle Pilgrim Land and the four famous martial arts schools today are just a tiny part of the ensemble.

Once we dispatch our true force, our sect alone, the Black Inferno Sect, will be enough to wipe out the entire Flame Holy Land dozens of times!"

the elder of the Black Inferno Sect said impatiently.

Hearing this, Austin felt his heart sink.

He knew that what the elder said was true.

Today, only one elder from each of the large sects in the Middle Pilgrim was sent here. He estimated the overall strength of the army and he believed that they were indeed average. The strongest group in their sects had not yet to come.

In addition, Austin spotted that the men from the four distinguished martial arts schools were either old or middle-aged. He noticed that the most powerful masters had not yet taken action.

He knew he was right. These people only represented less than half of the real army. This was only the beginning of a complex scheme to destroy the Flame Holy Land.

It was intentionally planned to send only a few people from the large ancient sects and the four famous martial arts schools in the Middle Pilgrim Land in order to conceal their true power.

But there was something more terrifying.

It was rumored that there was an unsurpassed master at the Immortal Transforming Realm from the large ancient sects in the Middle Pilgrim Land!

Although the people of the Flame Holy Land won the first skirmish, Austin knew this was only the calm before the storm.

In fact, the Flame Holy Land was nothing compared to the united powers of the ancient large sects and the four famous martial arts schools in the Middle Pilgrim Land.

"Well, do whatever you want. Give us the best of your best even, and we'll be here at our borders waiting for you!"

Elder Sharp said sturdily.

"Austin, you have robbed of treasures and good luck many times back in the Fallen Immortal World. You even seized great opportunities that meant for the disciples of our major sects and the four famous martial arts schools.

If you don't want to get the Flame Holy Land into trouble, I advise you to surrender every ounce of gold and every bit of treasure you have obtained from the Fallen Immortal World.

Consider this a pact of peace and accord. You hand over everything, and in return we will stop attacking the Flame Holy Land,"

the elder of the Heavenly Mysterious Sect said with a threatening tone.

"All the treasures and opportunities in the Fallen Immortal World are communal. Only those who have luck and skills to obtain them can have them.