"I can take this opportunity to get a leader of the dead soldiers alive and study him,"
Austin shouted.
The rider in front of him differed from the other dead soldiers because he spoke a moment ago.
This rider was not like the other walking dead. This one could think and talk.
Austin put his fists into the mouths of the Pot of Chaos and the Omnipotent Pot as if he was putting on gloves.
At a lightning speed, he rushed forward.
The Pot of Chaos and the Omnipotent Pot were both rare treasures in the world, and very few could be more solid than them. Even the top masters who could match the sect ancestor could not break them.
The two pots had been Austin's most powerful magic treasures. It was why he used them to attack his enemies.
At the same time, he activated all kinds of secret martial skills: the Golden Sun Scripture, the Eighteen Arhat Formula, and the Dominant Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship among others.
Austin stood in the middle of the golden fire as fiery waves swelled up around him. He raised his right fist, and he looked radiant, just like the god of war.
"Who is this young man? He is so powerful!
He saved my life!"
the elder of the West Wind World exclaimed as he stared at Austin in surprise.
Much as the elder's strength was equal to that of a grand leader of the Evil Abyss World, he was too weak to resist the rider with the sickle in his hand.
Good thing this young man turned up, and his strength matched the rider.
The two pots soon knocked the black sickle away, and hit the head of the rider's ancient beast.
The forceful impact crushed the beast's head into pieces.
Its mangled body parts and broken bones flew in all directions as blood poured into the ground.
Austin frowned as he looked at the ancient beast's blood. It was black and had a horrid smell.
'Even the beasts they're riding are dead. It's just a dead beast!'
Austin thought, shocked by what he saw.
"Humph! We're from hell. How dare you get in the way of our hunting?
You have committed the most heinous crime. I will take you as one of our prisoners. I will make sure you suffer greatly and rot in hell!" the rider declared in anger.
Since he lost his ride, he now floated in the air holding the black sickle in his hand.
"Cut the crap! Surrender!"
Austin shouted and dashed towards him.
The rider was no match for Austin. He was soon at the losing end of the fight.
'This young man is amazing.
Who is he? What is he doing here? Why did he come to our aid?
Perhaps he is just a traveler, who happens to pass through our world and decide to help?'
The old man from the West Wind World was so impressed by Austin's performance, his mind brimmed with questions.
Crack!
Austin destroyed the black sickle into pieces with the Pot of Chaos and the Omnipotent Pot.
Bang!
The rider was thrown into the air and came crushing down on the ground.
Whoosh!
Austin was not done with him yet. He went after the rider and punched him repeatedly. Overpowered by Austin, the rider could not move or think of anything to repel the attacks.
Austin stretched out his hand, and the bright Divine Ruling Chains emerged out of nowhere and rushed towards the rider.
He then restrained the rider with these chains, sealed his power, and teleported him into the Slave Tower.
"I have not forgotten about you! I will take care of you as well!" Austin said in a firm voice.
As he moved forward, his body raged with golden fire and released burning heat in all directions.
The massive golden balls crushed the dead soldiers and turned them into powder.
The Golden Sun Scripture was a prime masculinity formula, and it was potent enough to suppress the dead soldiers.
Austin also exercised the omnipotent skill of Buddhism—the Eighteen Arhat Formula. Arhats materialized and emitted the golden lights that forced the dead soldiers to retreat.
Moments later, the elder from the West Wind World finally recovered from his shock and took action against the enemies.
"Come on, let us finish these things!" he shouted.
He then led his men against the dead soldiers.
His men were relatively weak, but good thing was that Austin was around to help them.
Austin figured that the masculine formulas and the Buddhist omnipotent skills were both effective in dealing with the dead soldiers.
Because of this, Austin employed the Golden Sun Scripture and the Eighteen Arhat Formula. He moved swiftly to fight his enemies and destroyed most of them.
Meanwhile, as a black fog enveloped the depths of the universe, a lone figure sat quietly in the enormous space crack.
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