Lord Of Martial Arts

The Space Spirit's words puzzled Darren.

"Why is it useless?" Darren frowned and asked.

"You are strong enough for the test in the third mountain. Actually, even a holy emperor can pass the third test. However, it's not going to be easy. Once you enter, you'll understand. Are you ready?" The Space Spirit's reply was vague and offered Darren no clarity.

"All right." Without a proper explanation, Darren had no other alternative but to proceed. He nodded and entered the third mountain.

"What?"

Darren's eyes widened, and his mouth flew open. He was shocked by the scenery before him.

The third mountain was the same as the first mountain!

A serene, green field full of dancing creatures stretched to the horizon. A gentle river gurgled at the end of the grassland, and a towering tree stretched its thick canopy on the other side of the river.

This was precisely what Darren saw when he entered the first mountain.

"What?" Darren was even more confused now. What kind of test was this?

In the forbidden areas of the Lothlann Continent

Finley stared at the extremely beautiful immortal in disbelief. After several moments of hesitance and silence, he asked, "Are you really Elsa?"

"Yes." A light smile replaced the cold expression on the immortal's face.

"This is great! Darren will be so excited to hear that!" Finley was wild with joy.

"Where is he?"

Elsa probed with her spiritual sense for Darren's aura but couldn't find it.

"Ahem." Finley's face darkened as he explained, "He went to the Godly City to improve his strength. It will be a while before he returns."

"The Godly City? I've never heard of such a place. What is it?" Elsa's brow furrowed.

"I'm not sure either. We'll have to wait until the witcher ancestor arrives."

"It is a city that fell from the Primitive Wilderness." A figure dressed in a black robe appeared in the hall. It was the witcher ancestor.

"Sir." Elsa bowed slightly. As she had inherited the immortal's memory, she naturally knew the identity of the witcher ancestor.

The witcher ancestor raised his hand, indicating that Elsa should not be so courteous. Then, he gave her a brief explanation about the Godly City.

"Ah." Elsa's eyes widened with surprise. Her voice was laced with concern as she asked, "Isn't that very dangerous for Darren?"

"There is some danger, but I believe in Darren's ability to surpass challenges. H

eared calm as he reassured the witcher ancestor.

"Monkey, once the battle starts, no one from the human race will be a match for the destroyers. How can we not panic?" Finley said anxiously.

"No one can match them? I'm here. Aren't I? They can't do anything!"

After the witcher ancestor heard the declaration, he studied Barnes carefully and felt a little surprised.

"You have gone through the ninth tribulation?" He was a little uncertain.

"You have sharp eyes, old man. You are right. I have passed the ninth tribulation. Unfortunately, the last thunder almost killed me. As a result, it's not considered complete. Nevertheless, my current strength is only a notch lower than a real nine-tribulation senior holy warrior.

Regardless, I'm not afraid of anyone except the mysterious figure,"

Barnes said as he released a strong aura. His power was so overwhelming, almost as if he were a god.

"Ha-ha, great!" When he sensed Barnes' invincible power, Finley found it difficult to contain his joy. He was so delighted that he patted Barnes' shoulder as he exclaimed, "You're awesome! The first nine-tribulation senior holy warrior in history!"

"Boy, are you flattering me?" Barnes laughed.

"Whatever you say. Monkey, I'm counting on you. I'm not kidding," Finley said. His tone had turned more serious now.

"Why do you speak such nonsense?" asked Barnes.

Buzz…

Just as they were talking, a change occurred. The World Essence, which was hovering over the forbidden areas, began to shake. Tremendous World Force was released and enveloped the whole range of the forbidden areas.