A few rounds in and Austin was hit by the black and white stick.
The force of it threw him into the air, smashing part of his body in the process.
He chose to face Chace alone, without the help of his demonic avatar. He wanted to test his own strength.
Now he knew that he was still no match to Chace.
It only took several strikes to wound him.
But at least, Austin' injuries were only superficial.
He used his Phoenix Nirvana skill, and bright flames burst from his body. They licked at his wounds and healed them instantly.
All in all, he had sustained a dozen wounds from the fight. The most serious one was when his body was smashed and strewn to the air. But thanks to his Phoenix Nirvana Skill, he survived all of them.
"Boy, what secret technique did you use to heal yourself?" Chace asked.
He seemed shocked by it.
The Phoenix Nirvana Skill was a legacy of Peterson the Taoist Ancestor. It was considered one of the most brilliant techniques in the Immortal World. Its magic was powerful.
It was said that as long as the spiritual soul was intact, anyone who mastered the skill could come back to life even if his body were destroyed.
Austin's body and soul had grown much solid by now.
Therefore, he could quickly recover from all his wounds using the Phoenix Nirvana Skill.
"I'm impressed.
You have achieved this much strength and power despite your young age.
In fact, you are stronger than most talents I have ever encountered.
It is truly remarkable,"
Chace praised, generously.
"Sir, you seem to be a good person.
Meanwhile, the leader of the underworld let his men slaughter the innocent and plunder their corpses. He is ruthless.
But still, you take his side. Why?"
Austin asked.
His words seemed to have caught Chace off guard.
Chace sighed and shook his head.
"I don't think you will ever understand."
In his head, Austin was weak and young. Such personal matters wouldn't concern him.
But Austin carried on with his questions.
"Sir, do you know the planet Earth?
Did you come
closely behind him.
They came upon an ancient altar.
Anyone near it could feel the thick corpse miasma covering it. They recoiled from it.
"We shall give sacrifice to activate this altar. Only then will it show us what really happened today in the city.
And it will reveal to us the invader's face."
Ervin sat cross-legged on the altar.
The rest of the men followed suit.
"Let's get started," Ervin said.
All his veins suddenly burst open. Black blood spurted out of them like a fountain, dripping down on the altar.
Like him, the others began sacrificing their blood as well.
The Black Hell City was a priceless treasure of the underworld. It couldn't be activated casually by just anyone for it needed people's blood essence before it could be used.
After a while, the Black Hell City began to shake vigorously. A burst of energy flew out of it.
It was finally awake. Its dark light soared high into the sky.
"Show me!"
Ervin shouted as he made several hand gestures and sent his energy into the alter.
In an instant, images appeared above the Black Hell City.
They showed what had happened earlier that day.
There was a young man who infiltrated their ranks disguised as one of their corpse soldiers. He had followed the horde into the city.
The young man was, of course, Austin.
His face was shown clearly across the sky.