Under the array, powerful magic treasures rushed at Austin as a single terrifying wall of weaponry that stretched for miles.
Austin waved the Layne's Ruler and crushed all the magic treasures coming at him, stopping mid-air and raining down like matchsticks.
After the magic treasures were all cleared away, Austin continued his attack towards the man that he had caught up with.
Like a ghost, Austin came the side of the old man. He hit the old man with his palm and broke half of his body into a fractured lump. The old man almost died.
"Stop it!
Young man, please stop! We surrender! We quit! Okay?"
The other three old men gave in and shouted at Austin. Their faces had turned ghastly pale.
At the same time, in order to show their sincerity, they immediately removed the big arrays that had been set up on the grasslands.
"Really? Surrender?
You old guys especially set up those ancient arrays to fight me, but now you realize that you can't beat me so you decide to surrender. Do you think that I will be merciful enough to let you go that easily?"
Austin sneered.
"Young man, we really didn't mean to kill you from the beginning.
But you have a very mysterious background and we did not know anything about you, so it was natural for us to think of the worst.
Actually, our only intention is to take you back with us so that we can conduct a study and experiment on you.
Now we know that we are no match for you. We humbly surrender. You can kill us or do whatever you want with us.
But we hope other innocent people won't be involved in this matter. Please don't go after anyone related to us after killing us. Just let them go, please,"
one of the old men pleaded dejectedly.
Hearing those words, Austin understood what they were worried about. The four elders were afraid that he would hunt down the clan members if they were no longer around to protect the clan.
Austin was dumbfounded at what the elde
he Heavenly Mountain Sect, the Heavenly Swordsman?"
the head of the Heavenly Mountain Sect asked as he was supported by three superior elders to come to one of the old men.
"What are you talking about? The ancestor of the Heavenly Mountain Sect? Are you sure?"
The crowd had also stirred up again.
The Heavenly Swordsman was also a legend in the martial artists world of Brilliant Kingdom, dating back to a few hundreds of years ago. People thought he had passed away, but to their surprise, they saw him still alive and healthy!
"Excuse me, sir, but do you happen to be the ancestor of our Emerald Sect, the Snow-treading Old Man?"
three superior elders of the Emerald Sect came to the third old man and asked.
It was the same old man whose half body was smashed into pieces by Austin just now.
"Excuse me, sir. You seem quite familiar. Do you happen to be Bowen Xiao, the ancestor of our West Mountain Sect?"
the leader of the West Mountain Sect came to the fourth old man with two superior elders and asked him respectfully.
Moon Taoist.
Heavenly Swordsman.
Snow-treading Old Man.
Bowen Xiao.
All four were ancestors of different sects. Most people present were almost petrified as they heard the familiar and legendary names in the history of martial arts world.