Rebirth of Martial God

Bang! Bang...

The eighteen ancient lamps exploded all at once and all the white flames disappeared in a flash.

When the whole fighting area became clear, the crowd from afar saw that Austin floated in the sky with a faint smile on his face.

"What?

Vance was seriously injured!"

"How can this be happening?"

Not far away, the disciples of the White Tiger School and the Arcane Holy Land were all stunned and unable to believe their eyes.

"No way!"

Vance stared at Austin with frightened eyes as if he was seeing a ghost.

"You're just a mere cultivator at the medium stage of Minor-perfection Realm! How could you break my Ancient Lamps Incinerating Array?"

Vance's face was as pale as paper and he was too weak to breathe. Apparently, he was seriously injured. Most of his blood essence had been refined and absorbed by Austin and now became his spiritual sense power.

"Ha-ha, are all the disciples of your White Tiger School at the same level as you?"

Austin asked with a faint smile. Apparently, he was teasing Vance as well as his school's weakness.

"Bullshit! Who's insulting our White Tiger School?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from a distance.

"It's Alan!

Great! Alan is here!"

Suddenly, the several disciples of White Tiger School cheered, excited and full of great expectation upon the arrival of their idol.

The next moment, more than a dozen figures from thousands of meters away flashed towards the location where Austin was.

Releasing his spiritual sense to detect the power of the dozen figures, Austin was suddenly taken aback.

The figures were all at the Major-perfection Realm or even higher.

On top of that, the aura emanated from the leader made Austin feel extremely in danger.

He had fought numerous battles of life and death, so he knew he was no match for him.

"Damn it! A strong man doesn't fight when the odds are against him!" Austin said at once.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the dozens of warriors from the Deep Sea Commercial House. Using his mind, he teleported them all into his Slave Tower.

Then, he used his bodily movement skill to fly away in an instant.

"Humph! You can't run away from me!"

a voice snorted coldly.

Then the owner of the voice ran after Austin at a close distance.

This man must be Alan, the warrior mentioned earlier by the disciples from the White Tiger School.

Austin was surprised by Alan's terrible bodily

the Heavenly Grotto Realm began to practice the vital acupoints all over their bodies.

By cultivating, they could dig each acupoint's potential, expand its size and store vital energy into each acupoint.

Each developed acupoint would be equal to a whole, new elixir field.

Every cultivator had 108 acupoints in his body. If all the acupoints were developed, it would mean that a cultivator could have 108 extra elixir fields in total.

It would not be hard to imagine how strong a cultivator would be if he had another 108 elixir fields to store more vital energy.

Therefore, masters of the Heavenly Grotto Realm were undeniably stronger than those of the Major-perfection Realm and below.

"What are those?!" Alan murmured.

He frowned, showing a terrified expression.

"If you have guts, come on and chase after me!"

Austin rushed towards Alan.

Howl! Howl...

Dozens of the most powerful humanoid creatures had come closer and the bolts of thick lightning were crackling and dashing towards Austin.

Behind them, more than two thousand humanoid creatures quickly approached Austin, forming an ocean of thunderbolts.

"Humph!"

Alan scowled tightly. He finally turned around and backed away.

The dozens of beasts at the Heavenly Grotto Realm frightened him and he dared not to stay at all.

"Don't run! Didn't you just say you are strong, huh?"

Austin shouted and chased after Alan.

"Hey, Alan, what's going on?"

the other disciples who finally caught up asked in disbelief when they saw Alan running back.

"Run now if you value your life,"

Alan retorted sourly as he held back his anger.