Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 646

"He is the master of the Golden Sacred Sect, Dexter Jin!"

The elders of the Dragon Chasing Sect gasped.

It was said that the master of the Golden Sacred Sect had tremendous strength and seemed to be close to reaching the Holy Realm. But no one knew where he was and few people had seen him except his disciples.

"No wonder the Chief Elder slapped me. What should I do now?"

"What else can we do? It depends on what the Chief Elder does next. We must follow his lead."

The Chief Elder was mortified. His pathetic excuse had embarrassed him enough to bring a blush to his cheeks.

"Old bastard, 'Man proposes but God disposes.' Can you still kill us? What are you going to do now?" Webster asked. He was covered in blood, but he still gave the Chief Elder a ferocious smile, since his master was here for support.

"Webster, why are you so useless? Can't you even defeat an opponent in the same realm as you?" Dexter Jin asked calmly. He wasn't happy that Webster had been defeated by the Chief Elder.

"My Master, I was careless and fell for these despicable people's ambush. Sean has been killed by them. Master, please seek justice for us." Webster's humility was blatant now that his master stood by him.

"Justice! There isn't any justice in the world. Everything follows the law of the jungle. Do you understand?"

After saying this, Dexter Jin waved his hand to the elder who'd just been slapped by the Chief Elder of the Dragon Chasing Sect.

The pale golden light, like dust, shot towards the elder. The elder didn't move at all, but his body started to break into pieces. It turned into grit which was then carried away by the wind.

"The Fringe Holy Will at a hundred percent!"

With a wave of his hand, Dexter Jin had killed a master who had a seventy percent Fringe Holy Will, which was so terrifying. He was tremendously powerful.

'This man is actually very powerful. He might be only a little bit inferior to Mathew and Hanson, ' Darren muttered to himself, shocked by Dexter's strength.

On second thought, Dexter was at most a half step away from the Holy Realm, with the Fringe Holy Will at one hundred percent. What about real holy warriors then? How powerful were they? In addition to the inferior holy warriors, there were also junior holy warriors, senior holy warriors and then holy emperors who reached the Emperor Realm. Their strength must be truly amazing and unimaginable.

Even that mysterious elderly man had reached an unbelievable level.

Hundreds of clay figurine generals turned into ashes immediately before they drew close to the elderly man. How powerful was he? It was difficult for Hanson and Mathew to deal with one clay figurine at such a level.

'That old man must at least be a senior holy warrior. If not even a holy emperor, ' Darren guessed. 'But not every holy emperor is invincible. Those great masters in the ancient times were even more powerful and horrifying.'

He thought about how frightening it must have been for the Grand Void Emperor—the previous master of the Ancient Void Battlefield. He'd been a holy emperor, but killed by a high level grand warrior that had cultivated three conflicting martial arts skills.

Remembering this, Darren felt that he had a long way to go and there were so many things he'd promised that he hadn't fulfilled yet.

'Where is Elsa now? How is she? Is she okay? How about Hailey? Where is she? Has she arrived at the Medium Spiritual World safely?'

Thinking of the two females, Darren drowned in sorrow.

'I need to avenge the Grand Void Emperor, rescue Barnes the Holy, and help Hanson get rid of the poison. I wonder if I can live long enough to fulfill all my promises.' Darren thought to himself, overwhelmed with contradicting emotions.

"Darren, look! The Chief Elder has knelt down!" Hobson growled at Darren, which interrupted his thoughts.

He came to his senses and saw that the Chief Elder of the Dragon Chasing Sect was on the ground, seemingly begging for something.

"Damn it! Things aren't going well. That master may look gentle, but he's actually a ruthless man. I'm sure that he won't let go of the people from the Dragon Chasing Sect," Darren murmured in a small voice.

"What should we do now?" Hobson asked.

"Let's run away as fast as we can. I am sure he must know that we're here. However, he might think we're so weak that we are not worthy of an immediate attack. If we try to slowly make our escape, we can survive if he decides not to chase after us," Darren advised.