Lord Of Martial Arts

If this place was indeed the tomb of a Sacred Sovereign, would it cause turmoil upon the imperial aura in the tomb once Darren released a wisp of aura on the same level as that of the Sacred Sovereign?

Darren decided to put it to the test by releasing a wisp of his chief god's aura to probe his surroundings.

However, he was not sure what effect this would have. How much pressure would the Archean world exert on him, once he released the aura of a supreme god or activated the Chief God Character?

'I will release a wisp of sword intent first," Darren thought.

He raised one hand, and a wisp of sword intent circled around his fingertips.

There was an enormous, crashing boom as everything began shaking violently.

Heaven and earth trembled and thunder rumbled as a boundless pressure burst from the depths of the void.

It was as though the sky had collapsed and all its weight was on Darren.

He was stunned.

Instantly, he released the wisp of sword intent, which rushed into the endless sky.

However, his sword intent seemed to be absorbed harmlessly into the thick dark clouds rolling over the black sky. Tens of thousands of thunderbolts exploded, wiping out Darren's sword intent.

Darren quickly withdrew his supreme god's aura. He didn't dare to use it again.

Luckily he had only used a wisp of sword intent to begin with; he was certain that if he had used more sword intent from the start, the pressure from the

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ell, then, why did I feel nothing?"

"Oh, shut up," snapped Fernando. "You are a supreme god, and your soul is incredibly strong. Of course you don't have to be afraid. No need to keep showing off how much more powerful you are than I am." His nervousness had subsided, replaced by irritation.

Darren laughed. "It's so easy to piss you off," he said.

Fernando said in an aggravated tone, "That's because you're so good at pissing people off!"

He was about to say more, but he was interrupted by gusts of cold wind. He felt a chill come over him.

The eight phantoms had reappeared, and once again, Darren and Fernando were surrounded.

"You again?" Darren asked coolly. Although he sounded calm, inwardly he seethed, and a sword light flashed in his eyes.

"Are you surprised?" said the leader of the black-hooded men, in his strange, hoarse voice.

"You want to kill me," Darren said, raising his brows.

"Well, you're stupid enough to break into the forbidden area, but smart enough to know what's in store for you. You're a lowly Heavenly Destiny Emperor and you dared to disobey our rules. If we don't kill you now, our master will be disgraced," the leader said.

Darren's eyes narrowed. "You're very confident. I know you think you can defeat me, but I tell you now, you are the one in trouble. If you don't want to lose your life, leave right now."

His expression had hardened and a threatening look appeared on his face.