Seeing that both Darren and Elsa paled with surprised expressions on their faces, Lord Donald said with a faint smile, "Don't be scared by his title. In fact, he is only in the Holy Realm. As to how far he has reached, that shall be confirmed further."
"Oh, I see. I assumed before that there was a holy emperor in the demonic monster race." Darren nodded, eased himself, and let out a sigh.
"My Lord, since there is such a powerful person in the demonic monster race and the race is known to have deep hostility towards us human race, why do they still stay in a remote place without attacking the human cities?" asked Elsa. The thought came through her as they were worried about the threat brought about by the demonic monster race.
Startled by such imploring from Elsa, Lord Donald meditated for a moment and replied, "Lothlann Continent is not that simple as what you think. Not one in the human race nor the demonic monster race could destroy the races that have been passed down since ancient times. Perhaps, even the legendary Barnes the Holy wouldn't be able to make it."
Lord Donald used the example of Barnes the Holy for two reasons. One was that his combat power was at the holy emperor level, and the other was that the time of his coming, which was quite close to now.
However, as Lord Donald perceived it, even Barnes the Holy, the most potent cultivator of an era, couldn't destroy a long-existing race, let alone the so called Roc Demon Emperor.
"All in all, whether the demonic monster or the human race it might be, both races are diverse and dynamic in their own ways. Those without any profound background and rich history would never have survived to this day because they would have long been wiped out in the flood of history." A serious look was drawn upon Lord Donald's face as he stressed out those true and inevitable facts.
Hearing those remarks, Darren thought that Lord Donald sounded reasonable. In this world where natural selection was ensured, those weak races wouldn't have existed for millions of years—they should have been eliminated.
"The Roc Demon Emperor is talented, just like Mathew and Hanson. Since he had never been through any disasters, he must be more powerful than the two masters now," Darren retorted out of his curiosity.
"That's for sure. Although the two Xiaos are gifted, unlike the Roc Demon Emperor, they have suffered too much. That would result in their strength being naturally much inferior. On the contrary, the demon emperor must have been improving his strength smoothly all these years. But as long as the two Xiaos are alive, it's only a matter of time for them to cultivate and catch up with the Roc Demon Emperor," responded Lord Donald momentarily.
"How is that possible? The way I see it, although Mr. Mathew and Hanson Xiao are gifted, the demon emperor has practiced for thousands of years more than they have. How can the two seniors catch up with the demonic monster easily?" Elsa asked in confusion. All this time, Elsa had that keen observation and had looked at things differently.
"Haha, everyone has his bottleneck in the martial arts world. Each warrior is set with the limit that he can reach so his strength is not growing all the time. After all, if the later ones have enough talent, isn't it normal for them to catch up?" Lord Donald asked.
"How old is Darren? He's only in his thirties, right? But he has outnumbered hundreds of millions of the strong warriors and creatures alike," continued Lord Donald with a smile.
"Ah, I'm sorry. How stupid I am." With that explicit elucidation from Lord Donald, Elsa understood everything, sticking out her tongue at Darren.
"Okay, I guess we are done with all these questions. You will get to know these things gradually in the future. Now let's consider how to help this young man." With that suggestion, Lord Donald looked at Nate, who was silent during the talk.
"Yes, that would be a good idea." As he shifted his gaze towards Nate's direction too, Darren nodded and continued, "Nate wants to go back to his hometown to bury his clansmen. He was hoping that you can help him, My Lord."
"That's for sure, but it takes time to find out the continent where he lives. So you need to wait patiently," retorted Lord Donald with a soothingly calm voice.
"Young man, come here and tell us something about your hometown so that we can help you as much as we can." With the kind gesture of his hand, Lord Donald called out to Nate and motioned him to come closer.
"Yes, My Lord." Seeing how Darren showed great respect for Lord Donald, Nate, similarly addressed him respectfully.
With a lengthy narration, Nate described his hometown in detail. After this, Lord Donald ordered his men to search for the place in the space turbulent flows.
"Hey, Darren, there's something precious you need in Nate's hometown," having arranged everything, Lord Donald suddenly remarked.
"The treasure I need?" Darren asked confusedly.
In the same manner, Nate also kept up his spirits. He knew that there were lots of treasures in his homeland, yet the one Lord Donald was referring to tickle his curiosity. If indeed, there was a treasure that Darren needed in his hometown, he thought, he would do whatever he could to give it to Darren to repay his kindness.
"You heard it right. You are cultivating both sword and blade skills at the same time, and you are about to enter the Holy Realm. The Primitive Ore from his hometown would be very helpful to you." Given his experience and expertise, Lord Donald was so knowledgeable that he had extensive knowledge of much Conflicting Cultivation.
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