The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1997

Austin gradually came back to his senses. He then realized that what he had just experienced was only a dream.

"Demons and deities fought for hegemony; all races were slaughtered, and it was the end for every being. Those things were all familiar to me. I must have heard it somewhere," said Austin to himself.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes to think.

He was lost in thought as he was trying to remember where he had heard those things.

"Ah!" exclaimed Austin suddenly.

It seemed that he had already remembered something.

"It was in the Fallen Immortal World. It was on the second floor of the small wooden building in the old herbal garden where I got the Pot of Chaos and the Immortal Body Refining Formula!"

At that time, Austin was on the second floor of that building when he saw a piece of paper on the table beside the window. There were words written on that paper.

Austin was actually a little confused when he read those words.

However, what he had just experienced in his dream now gave Austin a vague idea of the real meaning of those words.

He began to interpret his dream. There was no doubt that the deities were the powerful cultivators on the continent. The demons were the enemies who had invaded the continent. Contending for hegemony naturally referred to the battle between the two parties.

All races were slaughtered and it was the end for every creature meant that the continent was destroyed.

Was it really true that such a continent existed in the ancient times? Was it really destroyed during the war?

Austin was a bit baffled. His mind was in a mess. He just woke up from that dream and now he became very curious.

"Hey, boy! Are you awake now?"

The Flame Emperor's voice suddenly rang out in Austin's Soul Sea.

"If you're awake, just say yes to me," he added.

Austin was a little surprised when he heard the Flame Emperor.

"I'm awake now."

He answered when he recovered.

"Thank God! I'm glad you're back to normal now. I'm worried sick about you. I thought something wrong had happened to you."

There was a hint of concern in the Flame Emperor's voice.

It was as if something bad had really happened to Austin when he was sleeping.

"I have been calling you so many times in the past few days but you were not responding at all. I thought you had already lost your mind."

The Flame Emperor then heaved a long sigh of relief.

"A few days?"

Austin was surprised. No wonder the Flame Emperor got worried about him.

"Yes, it has been three days since you fell asleep. I think the elder of the Blue Dragon School has already left the Mighty Mountains with the new students. By now, they are already in the Middle Pilgrim Land," said the Flame Emperor with a bitter smile.

He felt bad that Austin was left behind by that elder.

"I tried to wake you up in the past three days but you were not responding. If I hadn't seen your spiritual soul working normally, I would have thought you were already dead."

Austin still couldn't believe that he had slept for three days.

"Oh, I see. I didn't expect that it took me three days to experience that illusory scene."

And now, the elder of the Blue Dragon School must have left with the new students without him.

"I think I have to find a way to get to the Middle Pilgrim Land by myself this time," he said with a wry smile.

Then he looked at the five ancestors in front of him.

Something was telling inside him that one of them had caused his dream.

"It seems that you are the former owner of the Fire Stela, the Golden Sun Scripture and the vital energy stone, sir," murmured Austin.

He looked at the tall and strong middle-aged man among the five ancestors that were standing in front of him.

He didn't know why but at this moment, Austin was sure that this tall and strong middle-aged man was the previous owner of the Golden Sun Scripture.

"Sir, I know it was you who led me to that ancient era in my dream. Is it because you want to tell me the history of the destroyed continent? Do you want me to rebuild the continent in the future when I have the chance?"

Austin bombarded the middle-aged man with questions.

When he tried to recall the illusory experience he had not long ago, it was this middle-aged man in front of him who had asked him to rebuild their homeland in the future.

At that time, Austin saw the eagerness in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"But how can I rebuild a shattered continent?" he asked wryly.

He thought that the middle-aged man was expecting too much from him.

"What?"

Austin exclaimed in surprise.