"What is it?"
asked Darren to the Tiger Cat. He could see the confusion on his face.
"Nothing. I just feel sorry for my master. It seems that he'll never be able to take his revenge," replied the Tiger Cat with a helpless sigh.
"By the way, Darren, what is your current cultivation level?" the Tiger Cat asked.
"It's about a half-step emperor's strength by now."
"Let me have a go at it,"
said the Tiger Cat, reaching his paw out to Darren. He wanted to witness this power firsthand.
Darren subconsciously gathered the Fire and Water Force, and a destructive aura began to flow through his palm.
A force suddenly exploded between Darren's palm and the Tiger Cat's paw.
Darren staggered backward.
"You are indeed a half-step emperor. Not bad, Darren." The Tiger Cat withdrew his paw, satisfied.
Darren stood still and asked, "So what's your plan?"
"I'll stay in the tomb. You must be cautious about going outside. It hasn't been safe in these parts. A lot of people at the half-step emperor level have died already," the Tiger Cat reminded in reply.
"What happened? Why did they die?" Darren frowned.
"It was done by a guy with a strong fiendish aura. His strength is on par with mine at least. But I can't leave the tomb. My strength will slowly degenerate if I go outside. I can't help you, so you must take care of yourself."
"Fiend!" Even before entering the holy emperor's tomb, Darren had already noticed the fiend.
"I'll be going out first, then."
"Okay."
The Tiger Cat nodded and sent Darren out using a transmission array.
Darren took a breath of fresh air under the clear blue sky. He hadn't been in such a tranquil environment in a while, and it put him at ease.
"Here you are at last!" A voice came from Darren's heart.
"Sir, you're awake?"
"I woke up a long time ago. It's just that I was too weak to say anything. I was suppressed by the rules of the tomb and was unable to communicate with you," the dragon ancestor said.
"Well. Are you okay now?"
"No. You almost killed me. By the way, where's the old bird?" He was referring to the Grand Crow.
"I don't know. After he got injured, he said he wanted to heal his wounds. After that, he just disappeared."
"Humph, that old bird is no good. It's better to just not contact him. Now, take me to the northwest," said the dragon ancestor.
"I'm headed to the eighteen cities, but you're going northwest. What do you want, exactly?" Darren asked.
"I'm going back to my former lair, of course. I'm gravely injured. It'd be impossible for me to recover without returning to my lair." It was all Darren's fault that he was badly injured, so the dragon ancestor was quite annoyed.
"Okay fine, I'll go there." Of course, Darren could not refuse.
He then flew for ten days and ten nights towards the northwest.
"Here we are." Darren stopped in front of a mountain.
"I don't see the Dragon Lair." Darren checked for a while and found that there was no cave in this mountain.
"It's hidden."
The dragon ancestor's lair was guarded by a powerful hiding array and no one could find it without his help.
The dragon ancestor was trying to open the array when he suddenly hesitated.
"Oh no. This is not good. We have to leave!"
The dragon ancestor was visibly shaken.
"What's the matter?" Darren asked, confused.
"Something is inside. Hurry up," urged the dragon ancestor anxiously.
Just as the dragon ancestor feared, a howl suddenly ripped out into the area.
A thick black fog suddenly shot up into the sky, and a figure appeared in front of Darren.
"Fiend!" Darren was slightly surprised
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