The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Austin, we're close to the three thousand big and small universes."

Peterson's voice rang out in Austin's Soul Sea.

"We're almost there."

Austin quickly ended his cultivation and excitedly jumped to his feet.

During the entire trip, he couldn't help but think about the three thousand big and small universes all the time.

Not once did he manage to stop worrying about the safety of the creatures in the Fallen Immortal Cosmos.

Moreover, he was anxious to know where Violet and the others were.

After a moment, he pulled out the Reincarnation Token and used his spiritual sense to scan the distance between them and their

destination.

"We can directly teleport back at this distance!"

A rush of joy filled him.

This wasn't the first the attempted to use the Reincarnation Token to directly teleport them back to the three thousand big and

small universes. All the previous times, he just ended up being disappointed because of the long distance.

It didn't take him long to realize that the space teleportation of the Reincarnation Token required a certain distance.

Or perhaps it was because he wasn't strong enough to utilize the Reincarnation Token's real power.

He quickly left the secret room and headed to the airship's hall.

"Master, at this distance, | can use my magic treasure to teleport us back,"

Austin politely informed Peterson.

Peterson, Morphy, and the others were all gathered in the hall.

"Let's keep a low profile and sneak back in then. We can take action after we figure out the current situation of the three thousand

big and small universes."

After a moment's thought, Peterson eventually agreed with a nod.

All of them agreed that they'd reorganize the order of the three thousand big and small universes once they were back.

Morphy, Andreas, Lukyan, and Pascal used to be the guardians of the Ancient Peace Agreement.

None of them could let it go now that the agreement had been destroyed.

"Austin, are we arriving at your hometown soon?

That's great. I'll tour around there,"

Shepard said. His round figure was eye-catching even among everyone in the hall of the airship.

In addition to him, the leader of the Flying Phoenix Sect, Fletcher, together with the sect's senior members, and Cyril, were

standing beside them. All of them were nearly vibrating in their excitement for their next destination.

It would be impossible for the Flying Phoenix Sect to stay in the Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom after they offended the

Whirling Sect.

In their minds, the three thousand big and small universes would be where they would find their footing in the future.

"Ha-ha! Shepard, the strength of the three thousand big and small universes is so much weaker than that of the Ancient Mysterious

Dragon Kingdom.

You might be disappointed."

A wry smile appeared on Austin's lips.

"The three thousand big and small universes must be extraordinary to produce a genius like you,"

Shepard chuckled.

Instead of replying, Austin took out the Reincarnation Token and poured in his spiritual sense to activate it, locking on to the spatial

coordinate of the abandoned cosmos.

With a casual flick of his sleeve, Peterson moved everyone out of the airship and put it away.

After the Reincarnation Token was activated, it exploded with a powerful teleportation power that wrapped around Austin.

Everyone quickly got into the Slave Tower.

In the next moment, the Reincarnation Token disappeared with Austin.

At the stime, in the abandoned cosmos near the three thousand big and small universes, more than a dozen gigantic hands

emitted terrifying energy pressure as they all chased and attempted to intercept a small gate.

Strong spatial power and brilliant space law burst out of the constantly dodging small gate.

More than a dozen divine gods were reaching the end of their patience outside the space barrier. Several roars of anger echoed in

the air, as they were nearly tipping over the edge of madness.

"The chaotic magic treasure is too nimble. How are we going to catch it?!"

a divine god in a deep bloody red loudly cursed.

"We don't have to hurry. That brat must have used up lots of energy in using that chaotic magic treasure for such a long time.

It won't be long before he has no strength to continue.

We can just wait until he uses up his energy."

The old man in white smiled softly, leisurely looking on at the chase.

"You're right. It's interesting to torture him like this.

We could do this forever if we had to. Days and nights are nothing to us."

All the other divine gods nodded in agreement at the old man's words. Soon enough, their anger began to subside and they lost

the urge to hurry.

In the abandoned cosmos, within the inner space of the Space Gate, the gnsat cross legged and carefully controlled the Space

Gate, completely focused on dodging the constant attacks from the big hands trying to grab on.

Blood began to seep out from the corner of his mouth as his face turned ashier by the second. Every breath he took was becoming

weaker and weaker.

Death was already knocking on his door.

"You've been holding on for a day and a night. You're dying!

Don't hold on any longer!

Letcontrol the Space Gate instead,"

urged the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

"If you keep doing this, you'll run out of your blood essence! It'll be too late by then! You'll either get horribly injured or worse!

Don't push yourself too hard!"

Everyone else was also desperately trying to persuade the gnome.

"My cultivation base is the strongest in terms of spatial power.

It's best forto handle this.

If you're the ones controlling it, the effect will be greatly reduced. It may not be able to dodge the divine gods outside.

| can still hold on for a bit more.

If I really can't make it, you can take my place,"

the gnground out.

Of course he wasn't under any delusion that he could do this forever.

However, his spatial power was the strongest among everyone in their group.

If someone else controlled the Space Gate, it might soon fall into the hands of the divine gods.

"You'll die if you go on like this any longer. Don't push yourself too hard.

Although your spatial power is a little stronger than mine, I'm a magic treasure myself and | know more about magic treasures than

you do.

Do you think you're better than me?"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot bellowed.

While they were all arguing, something unexpected happen.

Puff!

Several mouthfuls of blood essence burst out of the gnome's mouth as he beceven paler.

At the stime, the Space Gate's speed skidded to a stop in an instant.

"Ha-ha! Do you see? That brat's dying!"

Cruel laughter burst out of the divine gods outside the space barrier of the abandoned cosmos.

"Brat, have you learned your lesson?

Let's wait patiently,"

the divine god in red happily said, his anger disappearing into thin air.

"lI want that chaotic magic treasure!"

one of the divine gods loudly proclaimed.

No other divine god bothered to respond to him aside from a cold curl of their lips.

The chaotic magic treasure was far too precious.

Not a single one of them would give it up without a fight.

"Forget it. Let's not talk about that for the tbeing.

After we control all the lowly creatures in the Fallen Immortal Cosmos, Austin will definitely show up.

Once we take him down, we'll discuss how to distribute the treasures,"

the old man in white suggested.

"Of course."

The other divine gods quickly nodded in agreement.

In the abandoned cosmos, a loud argument was coming to a close.

"Brat, don't hold on any longer. I'll take control of the Space Gate.

Don't worry. | won't keep it for myself. I'll give it back to you later,"

the Heavenly Majestic Pot spat out at the gnome.

"...Okay."

Despite his hesitation, the gnalso knew that he had run out of blood essence already.

After a moment, he released a spiritual soul mark and gave it to the Heavenly Majestic Pot.

The Heavenly Majestic Pot immediately merged with the spiritual soul mark and began to control the Space Gate.

Once he handed over the control, the gnimmediately collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma. Every breath he took was

so faint that it could barely be felt.

"Gnome, are you okay?"

Anxious cries were the last things the gnheard before he succumbed to the darkness.

Meanwhile, in a forcibly created spatial teleportation channel, a stream of light teleported to the abandoned cosmos in the blink of

an eye.

"I'm finally back.

| hope everything's fine,"

Austin said.

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