Lord Of Martial Arts

After waiting for a few minutes, as expected, Kerr came back with the head of a fiend.

"Sir, I destroyed his camp and killed all his people." Then, he tossed the head away.

"Well done. You have avenged the villagers. Let's go." Darren nodded and turned to Lindsay. "Princess Lindsay, please take Otis and Kerr into your space. By the way, where are my mutated subordinates? Why haven't they come out yet?"

"Don't worry. The vortex they're in has the functions to transform body and soul. Once they get out, they will be recovered and will regain their strength," Otis said.

"Transform the body and soul? Do you mean that they will become fiends?" Darren asked.

"No, they won't become fiends. They can only be a half-fiend. This is the best result for them. Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to survive," Otis explained briefly.

"Well, it doesn't matter as long as their lives are saved." Darren didn't think too much about it.

"All right. Let's go." Lindsay had been in hiding for many years, so she couldn't wait to see the outside world.

"Wait, hold up. Otis, one of my subordinates secretly went to drink the water from the river that you mentioned. He hasn't returned yet. Let me find him first." One of the four humans who followed Darren offered to try and drink the water. Ever since then, he had not come back. Thus, Darren had to look for him.

Half an hour later, Darren came back with a long face.

"Have you found him, sir?"

"I found his body." His subordinate had been killed, so Darren had to bury him somewhere.

"I'm sorry, Darren. Let's go," Otis said dismissively. From his voice, Darren could tell that Otis was indifferent to death, as if he had grown accustomed to it.

Immediately afterwards, Otis and Kerr entered Lindsay's space. Darren and Lindsay flew up, and headed towards the territory of the human race.

The two of them flew cautiously for a few months before they finally arrived at their destination.

As soon as they set foot in the territory of the human race, they picked up their speed. After all, they didn't need to worry about fiends there.

"Darren, I want to give you something special," Lindsay said mysteriously while they were flying.

les. Don't you know that?" Lindsay stared at Darren as if he was an idiot.

Darren thought for a while. He remembered the old man in the Ancestral Land had announced that after a ten-year period of cultivation, people from various sects and regions would come to select the most suitable disciples.

"I knew that." Darren nodded and thought about his friends. 'How are they now?'

Besides, Darren was still considering whether he would inform Finley and the others about his identity once he arrived at the Ancestral Land.

'I'd better not to tell them, ' he decided.

In the distance, they caught sight of a magnificent palace that towered straight into the sky. It was the symbol of the Ancestral Land.

"The emissary of the Ganges Sect, Yale, pays his visit to the Ancestral Land." In front of them, several guards in black robes questioned the arriving emissaries. The emissaries showed their tokens before they were allowed entry into the Ancestral Land.

"The emissary of the Styx Sect, Victor, pays his visit to the Ancestral Land."

"Pass." After inspecting their identity tokens, the guards authorized them to enter the gate one by one.

Darren saw the situation from afar, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"I'm afraid we can't get in the Ancestral Land." Darren frowned.

"Humph. It's a good thing I'm here with you. Otherwise, you can't set foot in it." Lindsay gave Darren a smug look, as if to say, 'You are so lucky to have me around.'