Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 1057

Since it wasn't prudent to let Barnes assimilate the Inner Fiend for the moment, Darren decided to shackle him. He just had to figure out a way to do that.

"Finley, do you know a way to imprison him?" Darren himself was a martial artist. This meant he didn't have the rule skills to imprison people.

"He may have an Eternal Body, but he has been beaten too many times. He doesn't have much strength left, so I think I can imprison him with my true rule. The question now is where I should do that," Finley replied.

"Finding a place won't be a problem. Let's just put him in the Ancient Void Battlefield," the Water Kylin proposed.

"That's a good idea." Darren nodded.

"How stable is the Ancient Void Battlefield at the moment?" Finley asked.

"Don't worry. I'm a half-step emperor now. It would take a long time for the Inner Fiend to smash the battlefield even if he's in his peak stage. And now that he's weak, there will be no problem with the battlefield's stability."

With Darren's newfound strength, the state of the Ancient Void Battlefield had also been improved.

"That's good. When he revives, you send us in together," Finley said.

Darren nodded his head at that. A few minutes later, the Inner Fiend's body was finally condensed. There was no struggle or resistance on the Inner Fiend's part because he was too weak to fight them off.

"Darren, let me go." The Inner Fiend was afraid that Darren would try to break him again.

"Why should I let you go?" Darren sneered.

"We can make a deal," the Inner Fiend responded.

"I don't want anything from you!" Darren snapped. His face had turned cold.

"Please hear me out." Deep inside, the Inner Fiend was panicking. His desperation had urged him to continue, "My purpose for cooperating with the first fiend ancestor is to assimilate Barnes and become an eight-tribulation senior holy warrior."

"Cut the crap. We know that already." It was the Water Kylin who spoke. His fangs were bared, and he waved his claws in the air threateningly.

The Inner Fiend's face crumpled in anger. The corners of his lips were pulled down and his nose was all scrunched up. However, he restrained his fury because he knew he was too weak to fight them off any longer.

"If it were up to me, I wouldn't have cooperated with the first fiend ancestor in the first place. He's dangerous, and I think you know what I mean," the Inner Fiend said.

Darren remained silent. Finley glanced at him briefly before asking, "Are you saying you want to work with us now?"

"Smart guy!" The Inner Fiend smiled admiringly and then continued, "I will work with you only if you bring Barnes to me."

"Are you an idiot?" the Water Kylin sneered. "We'd rather believe in Barnes than in you. If we give you to him, we'll let him assimilate you and then we'll have an eight-tribulation senior holy warrior for an ally."

It was obvious that he was trying to intimidate the Inner Fiend.

"No! You can't do that! " Just as the Water Kylin had expected, the Inner Fiend fell for his threat. If Barnes did arrive at this moment, the Inner Fiend wouldn't be able to resist him. He would be assimilated in no time. "Don't trust my real body. He's more cunning than I am. He's only helping you because you have something that interests him. Once he becomes the eight-tribulation senior holy warrior, he will be your enemy!"

"And what about you? If you become an eight-tribulation senior holy warrior, will you not be our enemy as well? What a joke!" Finley sneered.

"Cut the crap. Let me teach him a lesson!"

In a blink of an eye, the Water Kylin stood before the Inner Fiend and began hitting him.

"Ow!"

the Inner Fiend screamed in pain.