Chapter 1696 Stewards Of The Vasteras Holy Land (1/2)

With a sneer, Austin stood motionless watching the disciples from different sects coming towards him.

Three thousand puppets under his control suddenly gathered around him.

These puppets were as strong as cultivators at the Divine Bridge Realm.

”Move!”

With a single motion of his hand and the sound of his commanding voice, the puppets heeded his order and attacked his enemies.

There were but a few hundred disciples coming from different top-tier sects. The puppets overwhelmed them as expected.

The worst part was that the puppets were difficult opponents because each of their powers rivaled that of the Divine Bridge Realm cultivator.

”Oh my god! What's going on? Who are these people?!”

”They're puppets! Where the hell did they come from?”

By the mere sight of the puppets, a majority of the cultivators who intended to take Austin's life ran with their tails tucked between their legs.

”I'm not letting any of you get away,” Austin snorted coldly.

There was a sinister look in his eyes and a sardonic smile on his lips.

Under his command, five thousand demonic beasts showed up. They rushed towards the disciples from the three holy lands, the three prominent clans and some first-class sects.

Austin now had an army which was comprised of three thousand puppets and five thousand diabolic beasts.

Pursued by Austin's troops, the disciples from those top sects were killed one after the other.

Their terrified screams echoed throughout the square. Cries of agony and wails of dying men ringed through the ears of everyone who heard it.

They wanted to flee but failed miserably.

Caught unawares, they were easily surrounded by puppets and diabolic beasts before they could even make their escape.

Eight thousand puppets and diabolic beasts fought a few hundred cultivators. There was an enormous gap in numbers between the two forces. There was no doubt that the former was going to win the battle.

Moments later, each and every one of Austin's enemies had fallen, all except for five people.

The survivors included the Holy Heritor of the Ji Clan, Max Ji; the Holy Son of the Rudimentary Holy Land, Dave Huang; the Holy Son of the Arcane Holy Land, Stephen Zhou; the Holy Daughter of the Arcane Holy Land, Polly Yuan and the Holy Heritor of the Shen Clan, Belinda Shen.

”Austin, you cold-blooded murderer,” Max bellowed.

Looking at the corpses of the Ji Clan disciples, he trembled with indescribable anger.