Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 190

Darren quickly crashed into the Blood Dragon closest to the man.

Bang!

Since Darren was now stronger than before, the impact was more intense than usual. His stomach trembled, almost making him vomit out blood.

It was encouraging to see that the impact worked. Now that the Blood Dragon had slowed down, the man was more likely to be saved.

Upon being provoked, the other Blood Dragons wrathfully roared at Darren with fire burning in their eyes. But the moment they felt the power inside him, their fury turned to peacefulness. They went around Darren and chased the man again.

Roar!

The man had not yet gotten out of the big lake, and the Blood Dragons were still after him. As they flew, they ejected fuming hot air from their mouths with their jaws open wide. The air coming from them destroyed everything it touched. There was no doubt that the man would be snuffed out by merely the touch of it.

'That must be the dragon breath!'

Upon seeing this, Darren realized that resisting it would be fairly risky. He speculated for a moment and unsheathed the blade and the sword. At once, he shot numerous blade intent and sword intent towards the man.

Darren's blade and sword intent flew even faster than the dragon breath.

Given the man's strength, Darren assumed that he would not be fatally injured by his blade intent and sword intent. Thus, he made use of the intents' fast speed to increase the man's momentum and shove him towards the shore faster.

'Whether you vanish or you live now depends on your fortune.' Darren observed in mid-air.

Darren's unparalleled sword intent hit the man just half a minute before the dragon breath, and the man was able to dart faster towards the shore. Unfortunately, he was unable to avoid all of the dragon breath, and the small amount of dragon breath that clung to his back corroded his skin and flesh, leaving some of his bones exposed.

Finally, the man was able to run out of the huge lake. In spite of their fury the Blood Dragons had no choice but to give up the chase. They submerged themselves into the blood lake and disappeared.

Soon, Darren also landed on the shore to check on the man.

'Uh? I must have met him somewhere, ' Darren thought as he looked over at the man. With internal breath, Darren wiped out the man's bloodstains, and a solemn face was revealed. Almost immediately, Darren recognized him. 'He is the Holy Lord of Dragon Holy Land, ' Darren thought, completely sure of the man's identity.

All of the Holy Lords of the Eight Holy Lands gathered on the same day when Darren reached the Mysterious Realm. He remembered all of their faces perfectly well.

'What was going on? Why did the Holy Lord of Dragon Holy Land come here? Who had hurt him so badly?' Darren was puzzled. But more surprisingly, even the Holy Lord's immensely powerful cultivation base couldn't save him from being fatally injured.

He carried Scott and propped him against a rock. After perceiving Scott with his spiritual sense, Darren realized that he had already passed away.

"I am sorry. I was not able to save you," Darren lamented. He couldn't stop shaking his head, regret looming over him.

Darren, however, refused to give up. He took out the bloody plants containing a little spiritual energy and fed a few to Scott. Minutes passed, and there was still no effect.

A Holy Lord meant a lot to his people. While Darren did not completely understand why, he still insisted on saving Scott as he thought about the forbidden areas of the Holy Lands.

'Aha! I should try the red fruit I picked just now.' At once, Darren took the red fruit out of his Space Ring, and soon a fantastic aroma spread in the air.

Darren cut a small piece from the fruit and fed it to Scott. Then he quickly put the rest back into his Space Ring in order to stop it from going bad.

After a few moments, something strange happened. With the fruit piece still in his mouth, Scott's body lit up with blood flames all of a sudden as the air around him changed sharply. Darren identified it as the aura of the dragon blood, albeit not pure.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had seen a huge dragon's shadow once when he set foot in the Dragon Holy Land.

'Scott must have a connection with the blood pool and the red fruit, ' Darren speculated.