Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 647

A monstrous roar shook the air.

On his way here, Darren had absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy from the purple leaf. Thanks to the pyramid-shaped object rotating in his elixir field, he had accumulated a large number of demonic internal force and the dragon blood aura.

So the minute the big guy launched his own attack, Darren turned into a dragon.

Had he not done so, he would definitely not be able to win this fight.

The genuine dragon, which was thirty feet long, had power unmatched in this world.

The newly-transformed Darren spun, swinging his dragon tail, and struck the man's mace while it was still in motion. There was an explosion of power as the big guy was blown back a great distance, taking his weapon with him.

The onlookers were dumbfounded to see this.

The man was anything but the weakest among them, and yet this dragon-man had swept him away with ease. Darren's power was terrifying indeed.

They turned toward Hobson and addressed him respectfully.

"Hey, buddy, your junior fellow apprentice sure is powerful," one of them said.

"Who is he? Is he a legendary demon?" Polite though they were, the men were just as nervous. The last thing they wanted to do was offend the dragon which still hovered overhead.

"Humph, how can I explain this to you casually?" Hobson replied coldly as he straightened his clothes. He figured now was the time to put on airs.

"Well, you should've told us how strong your brother is," one of the onlookers said. "Nixon would've thought twice about messing with him!"

Hobson drew himself up. "What, then, are you going to blame me for this?"

The strongest of the men was quick to answer him, "No, that's not what we mean at all! We're not blaming you for anything. In any case, you're welcome to join us! Ha ha!" Saying this, he clapped Hobson on the shoulder for good measure.

Just then, Darren changed back to his normal form and joined them on the ground. He had no intention of killing Nixon Cao, only intimidating him and, more generally, making sure these other people knew better than to mess with him.

"You're welcome to join us," one of the men said, facing him. "What's your name?"

"Darren Chu," he replied without bravado.

"Nice to meet you, Darren." There was a murmur of greetings from the group, and each member nodded at Darren courteously.

Soon after this, Nixon Cao flew back to the scene and joined them.

His clothes were tattered, and he'd taken a fair amount of bruises and cuts. The impact of Darren's dragon tail had left a sunken mark on his chest, which looked particularly nasty.

"I'm sorry to have offended you just now. Let us not fight anymore." Saying this, Nixon Cao bowed toward Darren. Though his apology was not entirely sincere, he wasn't about to sign up for another beating either.

Before Darren could respond, Hobson spoke up in a magnanimous tone. "Think no more of this incident. All is forgiven, and Darren will let you go this time."

Darren just smiled and decided to let it go.

"Well, I guess that was a fun little diversion," he said, "but we should put it behind us. Right now, we need to go for the Holy Tomb. That's going to take all of our might."

"Wait a minute, what tomb are you talking about?" Hobson asked, genuinely confused.

One of the men said, "Ha! Are you serious, buddy? You don't know about the Holy Tomb?"

"No, I really don't."

The man studied Hobson's expression. Seeing that he wasn't joking, he said, "All right. Well, even I only heard about this from the elders in secret, so you wouldn't have learned of it from yours.

To start with, we actually are not the only ones to venture to this place. Long ago, a lot of warriors of the Holy Realm came here in search of its treasures. However, none returned home alive.

There was once a holy rule cultivator of Conflicted Cultivation who left his avatar of soul among his sect before coming. Thus, he was able to relate everything he saw back to his fellows, and the record of it was sealed up.

For various reasons, though, this information was leaked out in due time. It is said that the warriors who had entered here all died and were buried in the same place. As for who exactly killed them, not even the secret record can tell that.

In any case, each of the leaders of the five sects actually have a copy of this record, as well as a map of the Holy Tomb, where those holy warriors were buried."

After listening to this explanation, Darren and Hobson finally understood everything.

It turned out that what they were looking for in the Life Forbidden Zone was not its treasures, but rather the things that had been left behind by the holy warriors.

"This is extraordinary," Hobson said. "Do you have one of these maps, by any chance?"

"Of course," the young man replied. "Now, I have an agreement with the others that if I can find the Holy Tomb, I get to keep thirty percent of the treasures for myself, and you can share the rest. Do you agree to this?"

Hobson looked at Darren, wanting to know his opinion.