Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 556

Hanson nodded to Mathew.

"Darren, I was being suppressed by the Heavenly Repression and at the same time, I was also being hunted!" Hanson continued to explain.

"Being hunted?"

"Yes! It was a miracle that I survived. I could have died if it weren't for my brother who had risked his life to save me.

I was in the state of breaking through to the Holy Realm when the spiritual energy dashed within my body, which put me under the risk of causing the Heavenly Repression to arise. So, I rushed towards the Raksa Sea, desperately looking for the Primitive Stones. I prayed not to get trapped in that tormented situation. However, a special mark had been forced onto my body decades of years before I went to the Raksa Sea. Because of that mark, the mysterious killers had been chasing after me all the time."

As he ripped his clothes off, Hanson explained the black cross mark which was forced on his body.

"Sir, do you have any idea what that black mark symbolized? You had almost reached the Holy Realm! No ordinary man can ever bring down such a powerful man like you. How could they dare to hunt you?"

Darren could never imagined what kind of man could have hunted a warrior who almost reached the Holy Realm and who cultivated both the blade and sword skills as well. 'Could it be a holy emperor?' Darren thought.

"I was not hunted by a human being!" Drowning into that mind, Hanson frowned. His growing irritation was obvious.

"The demonic monsters?" Darren asked hurriedly.

"No. They are from one unknown race that you might have never heard of. They are from the Formidable Ghostdom and possess a huge amount of strength.

They lived in the inter-layer space. Not even a senior holy warrior could handle them. Crossing over beyond the worlds and through spaces, they leave marks on humans they want. Through these marks which are made on the victims, they are easily trailed and are made to obey and live under the shadows of fears of being tormented."

Hanson paused. Breaking out in cold sweat, he continued his story. "After all these years of being hunted and chased after, I had been living in fear. I couldn't recall when or how I had gotten these marks on me.

By the time I arrived at the Raksa Sea, never did I expect them to have cut in during those critical moments of my breakthrough. I could have died. But in the nick of time, a powerful cultivator of Blade and Sword Cultivation showed up and switched our souls onto each other's body using one mystical skill. I survived the attack but the attack took his life away."

A look of sadness and reluctance passed over his features. "Of course, the one who saved me was my elder brother." Hanson stopped. It was hard for him to look back. Letting out a hostile glare, he forced himself to continue.

Darren stared at Mathew. Astonished, he claimed, "Oh! I see that's why I can feel the aura of the cultivator of both the blade and sword going through that body. You also cultivate both the blade and sword skills!"

"Well, I had predicted that Hanson would face difficulties in handling the hunters. Since that black cross mark was left on his body, I had started to learn the Blade and Sword Cultivation, to be able to save him at the crucial moment," Mathew responded in a calm manner.

On hearing those words, Darren's opinion towards Mathew changed.

Even though Mathew seemed calm and peaceful, Darren could tell he was a very caring and kind person. In order to save his own younger brother, he started to prepare for that decades ago and never stopped.

"So the aim of working hard so many years learning the blade and sword skills is to sacrifice yourself to save Hanson's life?" Darren was touched.

Suddenly, Darren bowed to Mathew and worshiped him.

"Hey! Stop that. He is my blood. I can never stand aside and watch him get killed," Mathew said with a faint smile.

"So how did Jesse relate the story to you? I felt sorry for them. I treated them as my own brothers but yet could do nothing but to see them suffer on that desolate island."