Chapter 3401 Wonderful Use

Standing in the chaotic void, Austin silently took in the experience and reflected on the outcome of this battle, trying to understand it.

After killing ten divine gods in one go, he felt that he had gained a great deal of benefits, more than he had expected.

At last, he took a glance at the chaotic void, which was soaked in blood, and littered with mangled flesh and piles of crushed bones everywhere.

While these were the remains of the divine gods, there was still a lot of divine energy that lingered. They were shining brightly.

If some weak warriors accidentally broke into this place, they would definitely be overwhelmed by so much flesh and blood left by divine gods. They wouldn't be able to breathe from the shock upon seeing such a horrifying sight.

Austin let out a sigh.

This scene saddened him. He now came to realize that no matter how powerful the divine gods became, they could still be killed in some way and their lives would come to an end. It was inevitable for every life in every cosmos, including his.

Perhaps, in the world of martial arts, no one was the strongest, only someone even stronger. The latter was more unpredictable and not constant.

"Ha ha, wow, look at this! It's the Nether Picture for Deceiving Heaven. That's nice,"

Austin murmured as his gaze was fixed on a painting that floated quietly in the chaotic void not too far away from him. Suddenly, he felt like he heard some cries and howls that sound quite familiar. The noise was coming from demons in the dark sky filled with black mist.

This Nether Picture for Deceiving Heaven was brought here by the ten superior elders from the underworld.

After the deaths of the ten superior elders, it temporarily lost its masters and had been floating aimlessly and quietly. With no one to guide or command it, it seemed to have lost its purpose.

Austin remembered what Peterson once said that the Nether Picture for Deceiving Heaven was a very well-known, legendary magic treasure of the underworld.

Knowing its value, he absolutely drooled over it.

Without giving it a second thought, he spun around quickly and rushed over, wanting to get his hands on it.

However, it seemed that the Nether Picture for Deceiving Heaven harbored much hostility towards him. After all, it had been used by its original masters to fight against him.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the mist fluctuated and swiftly spread like a vast ocean before Austin could figure out what was going on.

Terrible, suffocating power dashed towards Austin like an angry billow of smoke that had come to life. It made him feel like he was in hell and unable to even breathe with the thick cloudy blanket that seemed to grab him from inside his lungs and strangle him.

He quickly took out the Reincarnation Token and raised it forward to defend himself. Thanks to that, he felt much better. Finally, he could breathe more easily, at least.

"This picture is really awesome!"

Now holding it in his hands, Austin was relieved yet he felt helpless since he had no idea how to make it obey him.

It was indeed going to be a very useful treasure, having its own intelligence.

For a moment, he was at

st killed ten preliminary-grade divine gods! Who did this? Hah! So we have a potentially powerful opponent. What kind of fighter is he? Could this person be a medium-grade divine god?

Could it be Peterson or Morphy? Both of them are medium-grade divine gods, after all."

A mix of doubt and confusion flashed through the devilish nether beast's cold eyes.

"Sir, what's going on? What happened here?"

Not long after, the chief of the underworld also arrived and came to rest beside the devilish nether beast, scanning the void in front of them.

"Have all the ten superior elders of our underworld perished? How did it happen?"

Looking at the chaotic sea of flesh and blood floating around them, the chief of the underworld couldn't believe what he was looking at.

It was just too shocking and horrifying to think that ten preliminary-grade divine gods were all brutally murdered here! What kind of creature could possibly have that kind of strength to fight against them all?

For a moment, the chief thought he was having a nightmare.

"Unfortunately, yes, they are all dead. Whether it is the work of a group or of a single warrior, it is hard to tell,"

the devilish nether beast replied as he nodded his head.

"Damn it!

And my Nether Picture for Deceiving Heaven is nowhere to be seen here. Someone must have taken it away!"

In the distance, a huge black coffin rushed over to join them, creating a loud wave-like sound, and stopped in this chaotic void. The man, who went by the name Colby, stood in the coffin. His face had the terrible aura of gloom and death.

Each of the ten Nether Pictures for Deceiving Heaven was invaluable and priceless.

But now, one of them was stolen.

"Humph! Let me see who dares to take my magic treasure!"

In the huge coffin, the man released his spiritual sense to scan the chaotic void several times, trying to spot the one who took the picture away, but eventually stopped when he found nothing. He could not help but snort coldly.

He then waved his hand, and the rest nine Nether Pictures for Deceiving Heaven flew out of the huge black coffin.