Lord Of Martial Arts

"What is it?"

asked Darren to the Tiger Cat. He could see the confusion on his face.

"Nothing. I just feel sorry for my master. It seems that he'll never be able to take his revenge," replied the Tiger Cat with a helpless sigh.

"By the way, Darren, what is your current cultivation level?" the Tiger Cat asked.

"It's about a half-step emperor's strength by now."

"Let me have a go at it,"

said the Tiger Cat, reaching his paw out to Darren. He wanted to witness this power firsthand.

Darren subconsciously gathered the Fire and Water Force, and a destructive aura began to flow through his palm.

A force suddenly exploded between Darren's palm and the Tiger Cat's paw.

Darren staggered backward.

"You are indeed a half-step emperor. Not bad, Darren." The Tiger Cat withdrew his paw, satisfied.

Darren stood still and asked, "So what's your plan?"

"I'll stay in the tomb. You must be cautious about going outside. It hasn't been safe in these parts. A lot of people at the half-step emperor level have died already," the Tiger Cat reminded in reply.

"What happened? Why did they die?" Darren frowned.

"It was done by a guy with a strong fiendish aura. His strength is on par with mine at least. But I can't leave the tomb. My strength will slowly degenerate if I go outside. I can't help you, so you must take care of yourself."

"Fiend!" Even before entering the holy emperor's tomb, Darren had already noticed the fiend.

"I'll be going out first, then."

"Okay."

The Tiger Cat nodded and sent Darren out using a transmission array.

Darren took a breath of fresh air under the clear blue sky. He hadn't been in such a tranquil environment in a while, and it put him at ease.

"Here you are at last!" A voice came from Darren's heart.

"Sir, you're awake?"

"I woke up a long time ago. It's just that I was too weak to say anything. I was suppressed by the rules of the tomb and was unable to communicate with you," the dragon ancestor said.

"Well. Are you okay now?"

"No. You almost killed me. By the way, where's the old bird?" He was referring to the Grand Crow.

"I don't know. After he got injured, he said he wanted to heal his wounds. After that, he just disappeared."

"Humph, that old bird is no good. It's better to just not contact him. Now, take me to the northwest," said the dragon anc

obably give it a shot."

"Alright." Darren nodded and turned back.

Before long, Darren arrived at a huge cave under the guidance of the dragon ancestor.

Suddenly, the wind whistled.

As soon as Darren reached the huge cave, many black-scaled fiends appeared one after another.

"Kneel!"

After Darren merged the demonic internal force with his dragon aura, he couldn't transform into a fiend. Nevertheless, he exuded a pure fiendish aura.

The crowd of fiends looked at each other in confusion. The man was clearly a human, but he was letting out a menacing pure fiendish aura that shook them with fear.

A loud thud was suddenly heard.

The fiend that had seen Darren before knelt down first. Seeing someone take the lead, all the other fiends followed suit.

"Sir," the fiends said in unison.

"Humph!" Darren put on an indifferent and proud look. With his chin high, he strutted straight into the cave.

Explosions suddenly rang through just as Darren was going to step further into the cave.

A strong fiendish aura rose from the sky, making the earth hazy.

The fiends on the ground trembled with fear as they rose from the ground to greet their superior.

"The general is back!

Long live the general!"

all the fiends shouted in unison.

'Holy crap!' Darren's heart skipped a beat. 'Did the first fiend ancestor's body return?'

How was he going to maintain this disguise now? The first fiend ancestor would definitely see through it.

Darren turned around and stood directly behind the crowd, making it easier for him to escape.