Lord Of Martial Arts

Upon impact with the supreme power, thousands of chief god's projections were shattered in an instant.

The difference in power between a supreme god and a supreme god-to-be was made clear.

Because the human ancestor had been forcefully promoted to the Supreme God Realm, his fighting power was very different from that of Shipley, a supreme god who had been promoted naturally step by step.

Back then, Alfredo, who possessed the supreme power, had rushed into the Kingdom of the Chief Gods. Even if Shipley, a real supreme god, was not considered among the most powerful, it was still a piece of cake for him to defeat thousands of chief god's projections.

"Supreme God Shipley!"

All the ascetic cultivators' hearts overflowed with relief and gratitude when they realized that Supreme God Shipley had never actually forsaken them. He had only been forced to hide in the abyss.

From below, Darren and the other two were also gaping at the mysterious figure in awe.

Since all the projections had been destroyed, all the ascetic cultivators of the human race descended to the ground and began to heal their injuries.

Shipley landed on the ground as well and walked towards Darren.

"Nice to meet you, Supreme God Shipley."

Darren and the other two cupped their hands towards him respectfully.

"Your tribulation came sooner than expected, and even I was a little surprised," said Shipley.

"It's true. I was the one who caused suffering for the human race." Darren hung his head low in remorse. The sense of guilt in his heart grew heavier. If he had chosen to die instead, perhaps the human race would've lived in peace for a longer time.

"This was bound to happen, sooner or later. Try not to think about it too much."

"Maybe..." Darren's expression darkened. Abruptly changing the topic of conversation, he asked, "Supreme God Shipley, do you know if my parents are still alive?"

Other than the fact that he just endangered the human race, this was the only thing lingering in his mind.

Shipley nodded. "Your parents were merely suppressed by the Faith Chains, and they are still alive."

"Really?! Can you take me to them?" Darren asked excitedly, his spirit soaring.

Shipley shook his head somewhat regretfully. "Even I can't do anything about the Faith Chains of a chief god."

"Alas," Darren sighed, his heart sinking just as quickly. 'I'll die before I get to see my parents...'

"Only if you survive will you have unlimited opp

in Darren and the others.

"Rule Soul Avatar, what on earth happened? Why did the Great Witchers burn themselves?" Darren asked confusedly. Even the ascetic cultivators seemed stumped.

"Darren, don't ask." Shipley gave him a stern look.

"Uh..." Since even the supreme god was silencing him, Darren had no choice but to leave this question unanswered.

Thus, Darren and the ascetic cultivators bowed towards the blood coffin. "Great Witchers, please rest in peace," they echoed.

As they paid their respects, Shipley and the Rule Soul Avatar looked at each other at the same time. Shipley nodded slowly, and so did the Rule Soul Avatar.

"I'm Shipley, a supreme god of the human race," Shipley suddenly shouted towards the void.

"I'm right here. Killing Chief God, show yourself!"

In the god's power ocean in the Kingdom of the Chief Gods,

a huge body floated on the ocean's surface. At the sound of Shipley's voice, it suddenly turned over and stood up.

"I'm a dignified chief god. How dare you challenge me?" The metallic voice echoed across the entire Kingdom of the Chief Gods.

Clang!

Dark gold light flashed in the eyes of the Killing Chief God and shot out of the Kingdom of the Chief Gods.

The dark gold light pierced through the layers of space, one after another. It was headed towards one place: the hometown of the Killing Chief God.

This time, the Killing Chief God launched a really powerful attack, with a Killing Source.

At the same time, the other eight chief gods also stood up. Eight powerful spiritual senses condensed into dark gold substance, heading for the hometown of the Killing Chief God.