Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 122

In an instant, Darren had been inundated by the mighty spiritual energy from between heaven and earth. As this happened, the blade internal force and sword intent increased and began to rampage in his body.

He was totally numb and couldn't feel his body. No pain, no sensation, no sight. All he could see was pitch-black darkness.

'Is it what death feels like?' Darren sighed to himself.

Without the runes suppressing the sword intent, it quickly crashed into the blade internal force and wreaked havoc on the passages through which vital energy circulated.

Suddenly--a sharp sound!

Just as Darren was reaching rock bottom in total despair, he indistinctly heard the sound.

"It's so familiar," he murmured, but was unable to open his eyes to see what it was. Then he lost consciousness and fell into the darkness.

Beside him, Elsa grieved. Looking down at his lifeless figure, she was overwhelmed with despair.

But when she heard the sharp sound, she raised up her head and saw that in the depth of clouds, a figure stood in black.

Rumble!

Thunder clapped throughout the sunny sky. But soon dark clouds rolled over. With a wave of his hand, the figure in black shot a cloud of powerful black gas towards Darren.

At the sight of the black gas, Elsa burst out the sword intent and flew to it in a desperate attempt to resist it. But she merely bounced away from it when she was about 1000 feet away.

But what happened next stilled her fears. The black gas flew into Darren's body.

She figured out that the powerful figure in the sky must be helping Darren instead of harming him.

She felt a glimmer of hope spring back in her heart, and observed quietly from some distance away.

As soon as all the mighty black gas had rushed into his body, Darren's skin turned into black scales and shells. He had transformed into a complete fiend.

Inside his body, the pyramid-shaped demon core spun with an unprecedented speed.

Heavy demonic aura instantly filled the space, causing Elsa's eyes to widen.

...

At the same time, it attracted other super masters of the Holy Lands.

The Holy Lord in the Lightning Holy Land suddenly opened his eyes and extended his powerful spiritual sense to the Lotus Holy Land.

Meanwhile, in the Dragon Holy Land, a solemn young man turned into a dragon image shooting into the sky.

In the Blade Holy Land, the middle-aged man who had just been murmuring sadly in front of a tomb, became grim and serious.

...

"That's it! It appeared again!"

"There it is! It showed up again!"

The eight Holy Lords all cast their eyes at the sky.

Powerful spiritual sense from them blasted towards the figure in the depth of the dark clouds.

A sharp noise resounded throughout the sky!

The earth began to tremble as the clouds rolled like stormy waves.

The figure's silver eyes emanated eight streaks of spiritual sense which soon collided with the spiritual sense of the eight Holy Lords.

The figure cried out sharply.

It was teetering and looked like it was about to fall. Staring into nothingness for a moment, it dashed into the clouds and disappeared.

The mighty black gas it emitted also dispersed.

The Holy Lords' faces fell. Even with their strengths combined, they had been unable to defeat it! They even didn't hurt it. How powerful it was!

At the foot of the Lotus Holy Land, Darren caught his breath with one leg kneeling on the ground. His eyes were glowing scarlet.

The frenzied sword intent had been suppressed by streaks of powerful demonic internal force which weakened it further. Fortunately, the demonic internal force didn't do any harm to Darren. Instead, it distributed one streak to cure his body.

Finally, he exhaled with exhaustion and relief. Darren came to, rising up from his unconsciousness like breaking out of the surface of deep water.

"That's it." Darren raised his head and looked into the depths of the void. He caught a glimpse of a pair of silver eyes.

It was the fiend that had fled from the bronze coffin.

"I can help you only once,"

a message was projected to Darren's mind. It was in an obscure language, but surprisingly, Daren was able to understand it.

After he digested the information, he looked up to the sky again, but the pair of silver eyes had disappeared.

'What on earth was it? Why did it help me?

Is it because I had absorbed its demonic aura? Does it have relations to the giant scarlet hand in the forbidden area?'

A string of questions popped up in Darren's mind. He sat down, thoroughly perplexed.