Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 220

Darren leaped aside as soon as he sensed an overwhelming blade intent rushing toward him. He had to avoid the attack at the fastest speed he was capable of as he was no match for a warrior at the advanced stage of Wonder Realm.

A deafening noise filled the room before it split into halves. If Darren had delayed by even a fraction of a second, he would have been cut into halves by the forceful blade intent as well.

"It's strange! I felt another sword intent here."

Darren had come to this room as he had sensed a faint sword intent emanating from it. The faint sword intent intensified when the warrior at the advanced stage of Wonder Realm attacked him.

Darren released his spiritual sense to search again. Soon, he found a metal box hidden under the floor clefts. The faint sword intent he had sensed was coming from this box.

Darren darted toward the box and snatched it. Without wasting another minute, he turned and leaped into the pitch dark sky.

"Stop! Running is pointless. I will hunt you and kill you!"

A voice roared behind Darren as another strong blade intent was launched against him.

But Darren summoned his Shadow Lightness and Wind Rule skills to escape the attack. He even concealed his aura to avoid being detected by his pursuer.

A short while later, Darren landed somewhere deep in the palace and hid till he felt safe. After checking his surroundings, he opened the metal box he had found in the room. A brilliant smile flashed on his face as soon as he saw its contents.

"What a surprise! I've been dreaming of these objects for a long time."

Darren uttered with excitement when he saw the sword intent fragments in the box. These would help him to enter the Black Cliff of Sword Intent.

Darren had to visit the Starry Tower before going to the Raksa Sea as he needed Mathew's advice on how to use the Primitive Stone. He never expected to find the sword intent fragments that would give him access to the Black Cliff of Sword Intent. This unexpected gift delighted him a lot.

"Wow, it seems that Lady Luck is on my side today," Darren chirped.

Darren lingered in his hiding place a little longer to pack all the fragments perfectly. Then he leaped onto the roof like a phantom. He had come to the Blade Holy Land in search of Elder Thomas. After he achieved his goal, he would go to the Starry Tower.

Darren combed the palace for quite a while. He sensed several sword intents of various levels in the palace. However, they originated from the dwelling area of disciples from different Holy Lands. He sensed nothing beyond those places.

"This isn't working. I cannot find Elder Thomas like this. I have to find somebody to get some information," murmured Darren in frustration.

Motivated by his new plan, Darren began to look for someone who lived alone and who could offer him some useful information.

"Dig out his eyes!"

Darren heard a man's voice as he passed a room. Oddly enough, the voice was laced with excitement even though the command was cruel.

"This is exciting. I like this game! Smash his belly. I want something more dramatic!"

"Wow, his guts are all over the floor. This is disgusting! Can't you show some mercy to this man? You're cruel. But I like it."

These words piqued Darren's curiosity. He launched a small fraction of his blade intent to push open the door by a crack.

A naked fat man lay comfortably on a luxurious bench in the room. Half-naked sexy beauties surrounded him. Some fed him fruits, while others massaged him. In the middle of the room, however, a cruel, disgusting duel was taking place.

Over ten strong men were fighting for their lives. Human viscera and limbs lay scattered on the floor. Darren felt sick when he saw the bloody scene.

"What a freak! And what a monstrous hobby!" Darren cursed under his breath.

"Young Master, you have much better interests than your dead brother. I like them very much." A maid by the fat man's side seemed unnaturally composed while saying those words. She must have seen many fights like this to have grown indifferent.

"I must thank the person who killed my elder brother. He was a threat to me as my father was biased toward my brother. But, he was murdered outside the Holy Land. His death has, indeed, offered me many opportunities. Talent in cultivation? That's no better than shit in my eyes. And I don't have such an ability. My sole talent is to seek physical fulfillment and enjoyment and watch shows like this..." The fat young man said with elation.

The fight lasted for a long time.

"Young Master, I have won the game. I hope you will fulfill your promise and set my sister free." One fighter stood in the room. Blood oozed from his wounds and slowly dripped to the ground as he pleaded with the fat man. All the other fighters lay on the floor, motionless. He was the only survivor.

"Well done, man. You're cruel. You landed only fatal strikes on your opponents. I always keep my word. Bring his sister here."

Soon, a girl was carried to the middle of the room. She was naked, and her body was full of scratches and scars. Dried blood could be seen on every part of her body.

"My sister!" The young man called out loud as he darted toward her. Fury reflected in his expression when he saw her condition. His eyes widened when he touched her body. She was as cold as ice! Indignation coursed through the young warrior when he realized that she had been dead for a while.

"You bastard!" The man rushed toward the fat man lying on the bench. Rage spewed from every pore in the young warrior's body.