Darren saw a white light flash in front of him and the whole world became clear and bright. However, the strong coppery smell of blood still permeated the air. The next minute, he was greeted by the sight of numerous corpses lying in ditches and of blood spreading everywhere.
A couple of months ago, the demonic monsters waged a war against the humans who tried to set foot into their territories. Tens of thousands had died since then, both humans and demonic monsters.
Boom! Boom!
The ear-shattering sound of bombing was heard at a distance. Evidently, there was still some fighting going on.
Darren and Scott then flew towards that direction.
From a distance, they saw a group of people, all covered in blood. They were being backed into a corner by several gigantic monsters and had no way of escaping.
"The North Monster King," Scott muttered as he furiously glared at a thousand-feet tall lion.
Using his spiritual sense, Darren was able to sense that the group of people consisted of the strong old master of the Heavenly Palace Sect, a number of other skillful masters, and Bruce—a person he was definitely familiar with.
Based on his observations and on the few information he already had, he surmised that the demonic monsters had won the war. Even while headed by the old master of the Heavenly Palace Sect, the people involved in the fight were still not able to persevere.
Swoosh!
Scott and Darren then flew towards them at a terrific speed.
"Look! What is that?" one of the survivors said, pointing out at the sky.
"A Holy Lord! We're saved!" another exclaimed.
The war survivors atop the cliff were exhilarated to see other human allies.
All of them, except for Bruce, were masters at the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm.
"North Monster King! How dare you slaughter my fellow clansmen!"
Scott roared as he floated in mid-air; his voice was as cold as ice and as frightening as thunder. With his cyan robe flying about in the wind, he looked almost god-like.
"What?"
the gigantic demonic monsters grunted. They turned around and glowered at the two humans with calculating eyes.
"Pfft, a Holy Lord. Do you want to take care of him?" The North Monster King smugly said to the Divine Bull King. The demonic monsters knew Scott and did not pay him too much mind. In their opinion, all Holy Lords had the ability of the Wonder Realm, which wasn't a big deal for them.
The North Monster King believed that the Holy Lord was weak compared to the Elder of the Heavenly Palace Sect. It took a great amount of effort for him and the Divine Bull King to defeat the master.
Holding back his rage, Scott hurriedly approached the survivors and handed them all sorts of fragrant elixirs and spiritual herbs for their wounds.
"I'm so glad to see you, Holy Lord of Dragon Holy Land."
Thank you for your help!" Elder Star politely remarked.
Even the old master behaved respectfully towards Scott since the Holy Lord title is a fairly high ranking.
"Elder Star, please use these medicines to tend to their wounds. I'll deal with those demonic monsters." Scott seethed in resentment towards the demonic monsters.
"No! I advise that you don't! The North Monster King sought for an ally after he realized that he couldn't defeat me by himself. They've now got two demonic monster kings in their arsenal! I believe it's best to just distract him and buy ourselves some time to escape," urged Elder Star. He had witnessed exactly how powerful the two demonic monster kings became when they fought together.
"Don't worry about that, Elder Star. My brother Scott would be able to defeat them. Just trust me," Darren confidently said.
Everyone turned their heads to Darren. They were all wondering the same thing, 'Who is this young man of the Mysterious Realm? He even dared to call the Holy Lord as his brother.'
"Holy Lord, may I ask who this young man is?" Elder Star asked.
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