The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 5057

"Yes, my master is indeed in this lamentable state,"

the middle-aged man said woefully.

"But please, come forward and see him."

He motioned for Austin to step forward.

Austin strode forward to the crystal casket.

"This junior gives his deep respects to his senior," he said, bowing respectfully.

The old man in white robes inside the casket remained still.

But a nebulous figure started to materialize above the casket.

It gradually became more and more solid in form.

It wasn't long before the figure revealed itself to be the old man in white robes.

But Austin could tell that it was just a spiritual soul mark.

He was surprised to find, however, that even just the old man's spiritual soul mark still emitted an aura so powerful that the space-time around him rippled and roiled.

The old man's figure floated with nary a movement, but the space around him seemed to be completely under his control.

He looked Austin up and down appraisingly.

"Young man, what brings you to my resting place?"

he asked, his voice slow and ancient.

"Sir, I came here in search of the fruit of supreme enlightenment.

I didn't mean to disturb your rest. Please forgive my brashness!"

Austin responded, bowing deferentially.

"I see. You are also here for the fruit of supreme enlightenment.

For governing gods like you, it would indeed be a great boon."

The old man nodded slowly.

"Truth be told, it was just something I planted for display in my garden at the spur of the moment."

It is dispensable for me. Since you seem in dire need of it and came all the way here, I'll let you pick some,"

he said kindly.

Austin felt his heart burst with giddy relief and joy.

"Thank you, sir! You have my eternal gratitude!"

He had thought he would have to go through countless hardships to get the fruits of supreme enlightenment. He never imagined it would be this easy.

The old man in white robes waved Austin's words away modestly.

"It is nothing. Consider it my pleasure," he said, smiling.

"But I feel a strong aura of reincarnation from you.

Have you ever come across the reincarnation race?

Or are you one of their members?"

the old man in white robes asked.

"Yes, sir. I am indeed a member of the reincarnation race,"

Austin admitted readily.

The old man didn't strike him as malicious. He seemed forthright and trustworthy. Austin felt there was no need to hide his true identity from him.

Besides, he knew he indeed gave off a strong aura of reincarnation. There was no point hiding it.

"I see.

Then I wonder if you know how the three little fellows who founded the reincarnation race are doing.

I had seen with my own eyes how they had built up the reincarnation race into the success it became, making it a formidable force in the Absolute Space Sea.

The road of reincarnation even connected the countless space seas in the Absolute Space Sea, controlling the reincarnation of countless creatures.

Those three young men had indeed accomplished such wondrous feats.