Chapter 2789 The Deep Sense Of Crisis

"Attack! Killing Austin is our priority!"

The man in black robe seethed angrily, desperate to take down Austin. He stood there, in the middle of the pack, and his body was shrouded in the terrible corpse miasma, and faint chains of death law were intertwining around his body.

Boom! Suddenly, the nine men clad in black robes simultaneously launched attacks against Austin.

They all held sickles, as dark as their robes, that widened infinitely. Their weapons filled the whole space which made their momentum overbearing.

Snap!

Nine synchronous sickles cut down on Austin. As the sharp edges of their weapon slashed, it cleaved the chaotic void around him, slicing it into pieces.

As powerful as Austin was, he had to admit that the strength of his assailants was domineering. He had a hard time suppressing them at the same time.

Each of them could match the top masters of the universe who were chasing after him.

Something flashed beneath the surface of Austin's hardened expression; he shifted his eyes towards his attackers and warily observed their movements. 'I should be careful; they're quite powerful, ' Austin thought.

With a motion of his hand, waves of sword-light materialized, each with the energy of twenty thousand swords' attack, slashed out like splashing water.

Clang, clang, clang...

As Austin summoned his attack, sparks flew in all directions and the sounds the collisions made were deafening.

His adversaries used the sickles as a shield, blocking the waves of light, and rushed into Austin at staggering speed.

To protect himself, Austin stretched his arms, and two treasure pots took shape. Putting the pots on his fists, he activated his physical strength and vital energy force concurrently. He mixed the essence of all kinds of martial arts skills and hurled the pots at his enemies' direction at lightning speed.

The collision between two compelling forces was tremendous. The pots had a substantial pressure on them, which made the sickles tremble violently.

The clash of their weapons possessed such powerful force. For every impact, Austin had to take a step back.

Their weapons kept on colliding; lights swirled for every encounter, and the noise of the metal that bashed over the hardened pot was almost deafening.

"These two treasure pots are robust and sturdy. Surely, they are made of top-grade magic material!"

The leader of the nine men eyed the pots greedily. He wanted them for himself.

"Very good. I'm very interested in these two pots,"

he sneered, a strong corpse miasma constantly rising from his body. The black fog he emitted was overwhelming, and his aura was as fierce as a savage beast.

"Nine Nether Rivers!"

the leader suddenly roared abruptly. He summoned his powerful skill to take Austin down and obtained the pots from him. The leader smiled contemptuously.

As

e him completely.

Austin felt the pressure that came onto him. The overwhelming death law turned into black chains, which appeared beside him all of a sudden and twined around him like serpents.

"Break!"

Surprised with the incoming attack, Austin hurriedly displayed the law power. Then, dazzling divine chains appeared and attacked the enemy's black chains.

Bang!

The blow was so powerful that Austin was thrown out by the impact of the chains. Blood soaked into Austin's clothes, radiating outward. The explosion badly mangled his body, blasting cavities in his torso as it burst crimson. His face was bruised, covered with great blotches, as he spat blood. His thighs and abdomen had been bruised and lacerated.

The power of the evil furnace was so terrible that Austin could not defeat it.

"You won't be able to struggle for a long time, brat.

I think a superior corpse source like you is just what we need the most in the underworld. Don't worry; after you die, your corpse will play a big role in the underworld,"

the leader mocked. He took a few steps forward towards Austin and decided to kill him while he was badly injured.

"Let's kill Austin together.

Otherwise, the treasure would fall into the hands of the underworld,"

watching the scene from far away, the leader of the Heavenly Palace thundered. He took the lead and moved forward in a flash.

"That's right. We can't let any treasure fall into the hands of the underworld."

The rest of them also displayed their bodily movement skills and rushed towards Austin as fast as lightning.

In that instant, waves of violent energy attacks came at Austin through the air.

Sensing the attacking coming on to him, Austin suddenly felt cold as ice. He felt some sort of urgency within him to do something to save himself.

After all, it was hard to fight back when so many top masters fought together against him.