Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren overheard Isaiah's debating and could not help laughing and muttering to himself, "Wow, Isaiah's quite smart."

A while later, the rule cultivators still could not come to a conclusion they felt satisfied with. In the end, all they had decided was that Axel's and the others' deaths were an accident. They happened to come across a powerful martial artist by chance.

It was a farfetched idea, but they had to accept it because they did not want their gang to fall apart.

In the end, Isaiah had managed to get away with it and Darren had gained some benefit this time. But, if they used the same method to kill again, Isaiah would have a difficult time explaining it.

Around three days later, Isaiah finally found an opportunity to slip away and head down to the stone chamber below the altar.

"Darren, you're alive!" he exclaimed in excitement at the sight of him.

He had come here to find him, but he'd thought he had died for sure after stepping onto the center of the altar. Seeing him totally unharmed had cured his heart of all his depression.

"I'm not going to die that easy," Darr

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es in the battlefield. Anyone is allowed to kill anyone they meet. This is the way. Besides, we didn't know the relationship between you and Dax back then. We didn't mean to offend you, Master Jenson. Please, I hope you can find it in you to let us go on peacefully," Arturo pleaded sincerely.

"Humph, you pitiful little thing. Didn't you just say that the rule out here is that anyone is allowed to kill anyone? Me killing you is normal, whether it's revenge for Dax's brother or not," Jensen replied with menace in his words.

"So you're not going to let us go?" asked a rule cultivator, stepping forward.

"Of course not. You're going to be pummeled to minced meat today."

"All right then! Even if you are the son of a king, so what? Let us go, or you will have to face the consequences! Neither of you are leaving here alive. Everyone, prepare the Killing Array!"

Jensen might have been the son of a king, but the rule cultivators could not stand by and let him do as he pleased to them. At the worst, they'd kill him and the Dark King would kill them. At least they would have done something.