Lord Of Martial Arts

As Darren and the others rose, immersed in the golden light, everything on the Lothlann Continent was gradually growing farther and farther away from them.

After a while, they looked down and found that the world under their feet was as bright as the galaxy until they couldn't see the Lothlann Continent anymore. It seemed to have become a tiny speck among hundreds of millions of grains of sand.

As they slowly rose further, Darren and the others could no longer see anything except the bright golden light.

"Close your eyes."

A voice warned Darren and the others.

Even without the warning, Darren and the others didn't dare open their eyes again. The golden light shined so brightly that they knew they'd go blind if they tried.

After a long time, Darren felt his body become heavier. Then they began to fall.

The feeling of the wind on all their faces rustled some of them to open their eyes.

Darren opened his eyes first. What he saw was a desolate and ancient world.

It was cold and misty. There was a bountiful primeval forest beneath a cliff. In the distance, the roars of fierce beasts echoed every now and then.

"This is the Primitive Wilderness."

Darren had mixed feelings when he saw this ancient world.

"Welcome to the Primitive Wildness."

As soon as Darren and his companions descended, an old man with waist length white hair appeared beside them.

"Nice to meet you, sir."

Darren sensed him for a moment and found the seemingly ordinary looking old man had a profound aura that he couldn't quite figure out.

"Politeness is not necessary in the Primitive Wilderness. In this world, the law of the jungle rules all. This is my first lesson for you,"

the old man said coldly. His expression was devoid of emotion.

"Now, I have something to tell you. Listen carefully."

The old man paused for a moment and then continued, "There are many races born in the Primitive Wilderness. They are all very powerful. At the bottom of this food chain however, is the human race. Therefore, we have to make every means to find geniuses to enhance the strength of the population of the human race, so as to get rid of our predicament of being enslaved by those stronger than us."

Hearing this, Darren was confused.

"Get rid of the predicament of being enslaved? So, you're saying the human race is actually enslaved?" Darren's heart sank with despair.

"Do not speak unless

around again, and saw another bloody scene. This time, it was different. The actors of the bloody scene were not beasts, but humans.

"Howl!"

Several black creatures were mauling two humans.

Darren sensed that the two humans were about as strong as the old man.

After a short clash, one of the humans was torn into pieces, and the black creatures chowed down at his corpse, enjoying their food.

Another human, standing in the center, looked upon his companion's death with painful anguish.

"Get to safety!"

Darren shouted, ready to fly over to save that human.

"Stop!"

Unexpectedly, the old man let out an earth-shaking roar.

"Why? I don't understand. We just watched a human being die, and we can't save the other one?" For the first time since they arrived, anger and rage coursed through Darren.

"Save him? The Primitive Wilderness is cruel. This is survival of the fittest. What reason do we have to save him? They have cultivated for ten years, but they are just at the middle-level of the Primary God Realm. Their incompetence makes it clear that they don't deserve to live."

These two humans were human geniuses that had just come out of the Ancestral Land.

Darren gritted his teeth and let out a hiss of frustration. While they were speaking, the other human had been completely devoured by the black creatures.

"Howl!"

As if not satisfied by their recent meals, the black creatures looked at Darren and the others with blood lust.

"Let's go." The old man gestured for Darren to push forward.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, several fierce figures rushed over.