The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Okay, master. I understand,”

Austin replied, nodding.

For the next few days, he continued to cultivate in seclusion.

However, it didn't take long before he discovered how difficult it was to break through to a level eight governing god.

By now, he had spent over one hundred years meditating and trying to advance to the next realm. However, he hadn't sensed a chance to break through.

Meanwhile, in the headquarters of the Time Chamber Sect,

a large, ancient altar was shaking violently and emitting a strong aura.

The eight leaders of the Time Chamber Sect had been guarding the altar for nearly two hundred years.

During this period, they had done nothing but sit and wait.

They were expecting their old lords to return.

If they did, the Time Chamber Sect would rise until it was the top sect in the Absolute Space Sea. And they could also compete with the darkness race.

Therefore, they were willing to wait as long as it took.

"When will the old lords get here?"

Arundel asked the other leaders, beginning to feel impatient and tired.

Over the years, this question had been asked by each of the leaders several times.

"Don't worry. They have to travel a long, long way. Even though their message said that they were about to return, that doesn't mean they will be here straight away.

My guess is that they are dealing with something.

Just be patient. They will be here soon,”

Solomon replied. He had comforted the others many times with the same response.

Sighing, the other leaders settled back in and waited.

One day,

the altar suddenly shook harder and loud bangs came from inside of it.

Then, the whole altar shone like it had been ignited.

Next, a huge amount of law of space and time erupted from it.

"Something is happening!

I think they're almost here!”

Anticipation and excitement were peaking for the eight leaders.

Before their eyes, a deep, long space tunnel appeared over the altar.

Like a rush of water, the law of space and time poured from the space tunnel.

Thump!

Next, a parade of footsteps could be heard from deep inside.

If the eight leaders squinted, they could barely make out four extremely powerful figures slowly walking towards them from the other end of the space tunnel.

The space tunnel was connected to a far and unknown space.

It was so large and intricate that only the top masters in the Absolute Space Sea could create one like it.

After a long time,

the trembling of the altar became more intense.

It seemed like the energy and laws coming from the space tunnel were too strong for the altar to handle.

Soon, the entire headquarters of the Time Chamber Sect was shaking like it was about to collapse under their feet.

Seconds later, the four figures were spit out of the space tunnel and landed on the altar.

As the dust cleared, the eight leaders could fully see the four middle-aged men.

"Sirs, welcome back!"

the eight leaders of the Time Chamber Sect greeted, kneeling down and smiling widely. "Ha-ha-ha!

I haven't seen you guys for a long time,”

one of the middle-aged men said as he glanced at the eight leaders.

"We have missed our four old lords very much. We have been waiting patiently for your return. Today, you are back and the Time Chamber Sect can rise again!"

Solomon exclaimed.

"Hold on. You mean to say that after our departure, the Time Chamber Sect declined?

Did something happen?"

one of the middle-aged men on the altar asked with a frown.

"My lords, since you left, the overall strength of our sect has been constantly decreasing.

Before, the position of our sect in the Absolute Space Sea was on par with the reincarnation race and the darkness race.

But now, we can't compete with the darkness race. We are a second-class sect.

And we've tried to fight back against the darkness race but they have three Lords of Darkness guarding them in person.

When our sect lost your protection, we fell weak.

Therefore, we've had no choice but to serve beneath the darkness race for all these years,” Solomon responded in a respectful tone.

"Okay. Don't worry. It's not your fault and we don't blame you.

You are not strong enough. So maintaining the status of our sect even as a second-class force in the Absolute Space Sea over the years was indeed an achievement,”

one of the middle-aged men reassured them, nodding his head slowly.

"However, now that we're back, we have to get straight to work regaining our original first-class position in the Absolute Space Sea,”

another middle-aged man chimed in.

"Please! Please take over and fix this!

Let us rise again and dominate the Absolute Space Sea!"

the eight leaders shouted at the same time, looking up at their old lords with pleading eyes. "Well, we'll start with you all standing up.”

One of the old lords gestured for them to rise from their knees. Before the leaders could say anything, they were suddenly pull up by a mysterious force.

Soon, the fear dissipated and excitement replaced it.

With their strength, they only had a handful of opponents in the Absolute Space Sea.

But they seemed to be weak as infants in front of the old lords!

"The old lords seem to be more powerful than before.

Our Time Chamber Sect is very likely to rise again,"

Solomon told the other leaders by telepathy.

"I feel it too

They are much stronger than before.”

The other leaders also nodded in secret, feeling more excitement bubbling up inside of them. The stronger these lords were, the happier they were.

"By the way, why are only eight of you here?

Where is the little guy, Emory? Why hasn't he come to welcome us?"

one of the old lords asked suddenly.

The Time Chamber Sect had originally had nine leaders in total, but there were not nine of them present.

The question made the eight leaders full of fury.

Sir,

Emory is dead!"

Solomon answered in a sad tone.

"What?

How did he die?

He is not much weaker than you.

There shouldn't be a lot of people in the Absolute Space Sea that could kill him.

Did you provoke the three lords of the darkness race? Did they kill him as revenge?

Humph! If that's the case, then we'll have to go to the darkness race and get even with those three men!"

one of the lords exclaimed, feeling enraged too.