The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 920

Austin's eyes lit up when he heard this.

'Are the treasures hidden in the countless palaces?' he wondered.

Sacred weapons didn't interest Austin for he had greater, more powerful magic treasures.

Despite that, Austin was so curious that he decided to check what was inside that palace.

Convinced that he would find something valuable, he made his way toward the palace.

"Go away,"

shouted an Imperial Realm cultivator, who was guarding the entrance, as he glared at Austin fiercely.

"Get lost. Have you heard of the Eight Eccentrics? I'm one of them. All the sacred weapons in this palace are ours.

If you don't leave, I'll kill you," he threatened.

The man appeared to be at the premium stage of Imperial Realm. Austin took a moment to study the man. He was short and had a fierce expression on his face.

Since Austin had hidden his true strength, the man couldn't sense Austin's real cultivation base.

'He seems to be a teenager aged about 17.

Besides, he is alone. I don't think he is stronger than me, ' the man thought while studying Austin.

That was why he treated Austin in such an unreasonable manner.

"Oh, so all the treasures inside the palace are yours?"

Austin sneered.

"Get out of my way," he retorted, peeved.

Annoyed by the disrespectful way in which the cultivator spoke with him, Austin reached forward and slapped the man.

The cultivator staggered backward.

At last, he lost balance, and with a loud noise, he fell on the ground several thousand meters away from the entrance. His face twisted in pain as he struggled to get up, but failed.

Since Austin was in a good mood, he spared the cultivator's life.

With his current strength, Austin could easily slaughter dozens of cultivators at the premium stage of Imperial Realm.

.. .

Austin cast the injured cultivator a sidelong glance before entering the palace.

As soon as he stepped inside, Austin saw rows of sacred weapons sitting on parallel shelves in order of their quality.

He saw low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade sacred weapons.

There were all kinds of sacred weapons, including sabers, spears, swords, halberds, lances, and so on.

Then Austin noticed seven Imperial Realm cultivators collecting the weapons. Their faces were lit up by their grins. They were overjoyed at having stumbled across such valuable treasures.

'Perhaps they are the other members of the so-called Eight Eccentrics.

These sacred weapons are, indeed, valuable treasures to Imperial Realm cultivators, ' Austin thought as he studied them.

"Who dares to enter the palace?"

asked one of the seven cultivators as he had sensed the intruder.

All seven cultivators looked around and were surprised to see Austin.

"Brat, who the hell are you?"

"Where is the one who was guarding the entrance?

Why did he let this boy in?"

"Boy, get out of here!"

The seven Imperial Realm cultivators snapped at the intruder.

"These sacred weapons are useless to me, but Marwell and his clan members need them. I'll get some for them," Austin murmured.

He paid no heed to the other men in the palace.

Without glancing at them, Austin walked toward the rack in a bid to collect some sacred weapons.

"You're too cocky, brat. Go to hell!" one of the seven cultivators huffed.

When Austin continued to ignore them, the cultivators became annoyed.

Simmering with anger, one of them charged at Austin.

Austin slapped him across the face, and as a result, he was thrown into the air. Acting as if nothing had happened, Austin waved his hand, and in the next instant, all the high-grade sacred weapons on the rack entered his Space Ring.

"This guy is strong. Let's fight him together. He will not be able to defend against us all!

We can gather the remaining weapons after we take care of him," one of the cultivators said with a frown.

So far, he had acquired many sacred weapons, third-grade and fourth-grade elixirs, and some low-grade martial arts manuals ranging from grade four to grade six.

'Perhaps, I'm at the periphery.

That's why I have only found low-grade treasures.

If I go further, maybe I will find some priceless treasures, ' he rationalized.

Austin then decided not to fight the cultivators for the low-grade treasures.

'Low-grade treasures can't improve my battle force.

Instead of wasting time on them, I should make my way to the center of the residence and search for more valuable things, ' Austin decided.

Without any hesitation, he activated his bodily movement skill and moved past the palaces.

...

Since Austin didn't stop to check these palaces, he had advanced dozens of miles within seconds.

The further he went, the fewer people he met.

'Looks like most cultivators are still seeking treasures at the periphery, ' Austin surmised.

Interestingly, Austin found that the deeper he headed, the strength of the cultivators he encountered also grew.

.. .

With his spiritual sense, Austin sensed many cultivators marching forward slowly ahead of him.

They lifted their feet and took a step forward as though in slow motion. It was funny to see them walk slowly.

'What's going on here?'

Austin wondered. He then squinted his eyes as he studied the odd movements of the cultivators.

'Is something wrong with that area?'

Austin found himself in a dilemma. He was unsure of what was wrong with the area before him, but there was no other way for him to reach his destination.

Out of options, Austin took a tentative step forward.

As he entered the area, Austin realized that something was wrong.

He felt such immense pressure bearing down on him that he had trouble moving forward.