The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 729

Austin was distressed at the thought that he might be pursued by three martial artists of the Master Realm.

"Forget it! For now we can only hide. Later we can act on our own accord.

There is a lot of soul-consuming fog in the city. The souls in the fog are of great help as they strengthened my spiritual sense. So, I need to take up this opportunity to find the soul-consuming fog and enhance my spiritual sense. This is a great chance for me.

Moreover, in this city, my range of spiritual sense has reached 1, 000 meters. If I absorb more power from the souls, it will increase further, and I'll have a better chance of defeating our enemies."

Austin made up his mind.

"Let's go! Let's get out of here."

Austin turned and walked towards the edge of the city. He thought that would be better because the center of the city was home to three Mater Realm cultivators and their men.

"Hey, lecher, where are you going? Get us out of here!"

Tessa followed Austin quietly. But the girl in purple got annoyed when she saw Austin walking towards the direction they just came from, which made her shout at him.

"Young lady, if Austin finds a way, he'll get us out of here. Please be patient.

They have known where we are, so we must hide. If we stay here, they'll find us soon."

Tessa's instincts told her that the girl in purple might be a princess of a sect. Tessa thought she was a lovely girl, but she was a little wayward.

Hearing Tessa, the girl in the purple dress looked at Austin and noticed that he was not looking at her. She stamped her feet angrily. Helplessly she followed Tessa. She was afraid that they would leave her. There was no way that she would stay in this strange city alone.

While Austin and the girls started walking away, something else was happening in the center of the city. Tyson and Gordon had gathered a dozen of their men. They were escorting Malick and the men of the Flying Fish Gang, and other two gangs to a magnificent palace.

"During this period of time, we caught more than 100 Imperial Realm martial artists and a blade cultivator who reached the Master Realm. Since we have so many high quality spiritual souls, we can present their bodies as living sacrifices for our master to cure himself,"

said Tyson casually.

"No, that's not enough. Our master has said that he needs spiritual souls of at least 200 martial artists of the Imperial Realm to do that,"

said Gordon, frowning slightly.

"Ha ha! Don't you remember that more than 100 of our slaves have reached Imperial Realm?"

Tyson said with a smile.

Gordon froze and patted him on his shoulder as if he was thanking him for reminding him something.

"You're right! I almost forgot that."

"With more than 100 slaves who have reached Imperial Realm, it should be enough for our master to heal his wounds.

Moreover, we caught a blade cultivator who has reached the Master Realm. This must be a good way to help our master recover from his injuries.

I don't think it will take long for him to recover. And then we will see him dominate not only Heavenly Dragon Holy Kingdom, but also the whole South Continent. Maybe even the whole Prime Martial World!"

exclaimed Gordon.

Tyson nodded. Before he could answer to that, he felt a strange presence.

He suddenly found a ghost in front of them.

"It's a soul messenger."

These soul messengers were specially refined ghosts designed to convey information over long distances.

The three castellans had many men who were Sky Realm martial artists and Imperial Realm martial artists, with poor spiritual sense. They couldn't use spiritual sense for long distance communication.

Hence, these soul messengers were refined to convey messages.

The soul messenger came to Tyson and told him something.

Tyson frowned when he heard it.

"What's going on?"

Gordon asked upon seeing Tyson frown.

"Several young men and women with strong physical strength from the Veritable Demon Sect have been sent here. They have killed six of our slaves. One of them who got in doesn't seem to be afraid of the soul-consuming fog,"

Tyson frowned and said.