It took the troop of the Purple Sword Sect only a blink of an eye to arrive at the Red Sword City.
As they got there, Austin immediately attracted the attention of their sect leader, a powerful man by the
name of Winslow. He looked at Austin with his sharp eyes and tried to sense his strength.
At that very moment, Austin was surrounded by the members of the Lin Clan and hundreds of his
divine god slaves. His prominent and eye-catching presence drew attention towards itself even from
the unwilling. Winslow focused his attention on the man's cultivation realm and was shocked,
"No way!
He's just a genuine medium-grade divine god! Are you kidding me?"
Winslow was shocked.
"Really?
This is the guy who defeated our troops all by himself?
How's that even possible?"
The other masters of the Purple Sword Sect couldn't believe their eyes as well.
"What the hell?
Elder Roland, why are you standing with this brat and the Lin Clan?
And you guys... What the hell are you doing?"
He frowned and asked loudly when he found Elder Roland and hundreds of divine gods from his sect
standing behind Austin.
Elder Roland was a superior elder of the Purple Sword Sect.
And the hundreds of divine gods behind Austin were the soldiers of his sect who had attended the last
fight.
But at that moment, there was an obedient expression on their faces, and they were following Austin
like... slaves!
Something was very wrong here. Winslow could feel it.
What's more, even after he'd called out to them, Elder Roland and the divine gods had ignored him
completely.
"Elder Roland, what the hell are you doing?"
Winslow shouted once again.
There was no response from the man this time as well. However, he did turn and look at him with
contempt in his eyes.
"That's strange. What's wrong with Elder Roland?"
The other masters of the Purple Sword Sect were also confused.
"Ha-ha! There's no need to shout. In fact, there's no point in doing so. He's decided to join me and no
longer answered to you.
Didn't you notice that?"
Austin burst out laughing.
"Bullshit!
Elder Roland is the most influential and powerful superior elder of our sect. Why the hell would he join
you?
Cut the crap and tell me what you've done to him!
Is this some form of mental control?"
Winslow hissed angrily.
Elder Roland held an influential position in the Purple Sword Sect, and he was as respected as
Winslow himself.
But a young man was controlling him like a puppet now.
If news of such a horrendous defeat got out, it would significantly damage the reputation of the Purple
Sword Sect.
"You're right.
That brat must be using some despicable means to control Elder Roland!"
the other masters roared.
"You bastard!
How dare you treat Elder Roland in this way?"
"You deserve to be sent to hell!
We'll make sure that happens.
We aren't going to let you go for what you've done. Come on. Let's tear him into pieces!"
"Brat! Kneel and apologize!"
At the thought of Elder Roland and other divine gods being controlled so despicably, the masters of the
Purple Sword Sect were furious. They released an overwhelming pressure to crush Austin.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a surging sea of sword aura completely submerged the entire void.
"Shut your mouth!
How dare you be so rude to my master? Go to hell!"
An unexpected turn of events took place when Elder Roland, who had been standing beside Austin,
cursed angrily and released a rolling pressure towards the troop of his own sect. The other divine gods
also started roaring.
"You dare talk to our master in such a tone?"
"You're courting death!"
A very interesting series of events was taking place.
Austin and the Lin Clan were standing by, and two groups of the Purple Sword Sect were having a go
at each other.
"Wow... This is incredible! I don't think I've ever seen anything like this before."
Whilst unheard of before today, the sight was amusing to witness. The people of the Lin Clan had now
realized how powerful Austin was.
They admired his strength and abilities a lot.
"Elder Roland! Are you serious?"
Hearing them call Austin master, the people of the Purple Sword Sect were stunned.
"Don't worry, Elder Roland!
We're here now. I am going to get you from that brat's control.
A little boy cause this much stir? Not on my watch!
Elder Roland, listen to me. You don't have to follow this brat. You're an elder of the Purple Sword Sect,"
Winslow called out to Elder Roland.
According to him, Elder Roland was being forced to do these ridiculous things.
How could he know that Austin was completely controlling Elder Roland's spiritual soul and therefore,
the man had no power over himself at all?
"Winslow, I am warning you. You'd better be polite to my master, or I won't spare you!"
Elder Roland gave Winslow a cold glance and clenched his fists.
"You..."
Winslow was too shocked to say anything in response.
"Roland, are you crazy?
Why are you calling that brat your master?"
another superior elder of the Purple Sword Sect shouted.
"You idiots just don't learn, do you?
I told you. Your Elder Roland has already surrendered to me. Now he's on my side.
Get it through your thick skulls, okay?"
Austin sneered.
"Is that so?
Brat, whatever is going on, we know you're the reason behind it.
What you've done is unacceptable and infuriating.
I won't let you get away with this!
Now, kneel before me!
I am going to give you the cruelest punishment known to the Purple Sword Sect. You're going to
scream and cry in excruciating pain before you die.
I am going to turn you into an example for anyone who even thinks about challenging our sect. They'll
remember your fate and know the price they must pay."
Winslow's eyes were glowing red from his fury and an intense killing intent was gushing out of them like
steam from a hot geyser. Every syllable of his threat had been stressed on to the point, sounding
extremely sinister.
"He's right.
You know brat. We'd decided to find out who is backing you and deal with them first.
But all that seems unnecessary now.
No matter where you come from, your end will come right here, right now!"
The superior elder of the sect was standing beside Winslow. He also threatened Austin with gritted
teeth.
"Yeah!
Sirs, give the order immediately. We are going to kill this damn boy and each one of the scoundrels
from the Lin Clan!"
The other masters of the Purple Sword Sect were eager for a fight.
"You're a group of idiots.
If you want to fight, just do it quickly. You're wasting my time from your stupid monologues."
Facing the angry crowd of the Purple Sword Sect, Austin merely gave a faint smile and shook his head.
"What did you just say?
You're a mere genuine medium-grade divine god and you have the audacity to talk back to us?
Go to hell!"
Finally, one of the masters of the Purple Sword Sect couldn't hold it in anymore and slashed towards
Austin.
A dazzling and bright sword radiance spread all over the sky and pressed down towards him.
'Finally!'
Austin was overjoyed to see that.
Of course, he wasn't going to dodge the attack or fight back.
Why would he? The sword radiance was greatly beneficial to him!
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