Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 428

Darren, Abelard, Timothy, and Hailey hovered in the air, observing the space. There was boundless boiling hot magma as far as their eyes could see.

"It's so horrible in here!" Abelard exclaimed, eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.

"There's magma everywhere. Without Darren's protection, we no doubt would have been burned to ashes," Timothy muttered as he stared at the boundless fire. He held a deep gratitude towards Darren. It would be horrible to be burned alive. Anyone would be horrified to die in that way.

"It's not magma. It's a kind of soul refining skill," Hailey said after a careful observation.

Abelard squinted his eyes and surveyed the magma below them. "Oh, yeah... You're right. It's not magma. Look at that! Some sort of strange runes flash after the bodies of revenants fall into it," he said, pointing down.

"We don't have time for that right now. We have other things to worry about at the moment, like finding a way to leave this place," Timothy chided, unamusedly waving his arm around for emphasis.

A shrill scream was suddenly heard beside Darren.

It was the kid named Aaron who was staring into the distance.

Darren stared at Aaron in apprehension. He had already known what the kid was capable of and how much destruction he could cause.

"What the hell is he doing?" Darren was on edge and his guard was up. He had no idea what Aaron was up to, but he knew better than to stick around and be caught up in whatever it was. He quickly flew away while protecting the others.

There was a horrible crash.

Aaron continued to stare unblinkingly into the distance, a dark intense gleam flickering in his eyes. Ghastly black runes appeared and dashed forward.

The magma started to boil and then surged up, creating huge waves several thousands of feet high.

The black runes that Aaron unleashed had formed itself into a black spear, repeatedly piercing into an unseen object.

All of a sudden, a thick pillar made out of magma emerged from below and rose up into the sky. Soon afterwards, an enormous red hand drew close towards Aaron.

A long ear-splitting howl from Aaron echoed out and

black runes flooded out from his mouth.

Darren just stood and watched the battle unfold. He had always thought that Aaron was essentially invincible for the most part, but in that moment, he sensed fear from the kid.

Aaron sent continuous attacks, but the fiery red hand still drew closer and closer towards him, showing no signs of halting.

Aaron howled ceaselessly causing the whole world to tremble.

The enormous hand was eventually able to grab Aaron. It held him so tightly that he was unable to move and free himself.

Everyone watched in horror as the scene unfolded.

Darren had never seen a creature more powerful!

"What on earth is that?"

They all stared at the enormous hand in trepidation, distressed at just the thought of the disaster and torment it could potentially bring about.

Hailey suddenly spoke out, snapping them out of their morbid musings.

"I got it."

"What?" Darren, Abelard, and Timothy said in unison as they all turned to look at Hailey.

At that moment, Aaron had been pulled into the red hot magma by the enormous hand. The world then returned to silence, just as what it had been before.

"The Purgatorial Tripod is the real Heavenly Serene Graveyard," Hailey stated simply. The revelation surprised the three. They were frozen in shock, their bodies not quite fully comprehending still.

"Wh-what do you mean? How could you tell?" Abelard finally managed to stutter out.

"I've read some descriptions from an ancient book for rule cultivators. It said that the Purgatorial Tripod originally belonged to an ancient demonic monster. When it died in battle, its body was buried inside the Purgatorial Tripod where it may be brought back from the dead one day.

The ancient demonic monster was called Pasquale. Based on the information, the real Heavenly Serene Graveyard may be this place inside the Purgatorial Tripod."

The three young men glanced at each other and then at Hailey. After a short while of contemplation, they all nodded, agreeing with the theory.

"If this is true, Cain must have been used. He won't actually make any progress once he entered the Purgatorial Tripod. Instead, he would die here," Darren inferred. It all somehow made sense.