Lord Of Martial Arts

The Destiny Law was shrouded in mystery. Since ancient times, no one had been known to be capable of comprehending it.

For instance, the old man in the ruins was an excellent rule cultivator, as powerful as a chief god. Yet even he found it unfathomable. He could not control the Destiny Law.

However, decades ago, the Rule Soul Avatar had begun working to decipher the law. Now, he was finally beginning to grasp it. He had made definite achievements over the years.

"It is indeed the Destiny Law," said the Rule Soul Avatar. He went on, "But I only have a shallow comprehension of it. I plan to continue studying it, but right now, I can only use it in a simple manner."

Darren was shocked by his words. The moment the Rule Soul Avatar had uttered the words "Fate, an undeserved catastrophe," Gael's destiny was instantly adjusted. The avatar had interfered with his fate—he made it so that Gael suffered an unexpected and miserable death. It was astonishing. Could it be only a shallow comprehension of the Destiny Law?

"What will happen if you are able to completely control the Destiny Law?" Darren asked.

The Rule Soul Avatar looked up at the sky. "I don't know either."

"So, at your current level of strength, can you arrange the destinies of all the powerful Sacred Sovereigns?" Darren wondered.

The Rule Soul Avatar shook his head emphatically. "No way.

Gael was already on the edge of life and death a moment ago, and his soul was on the verge of collapse. That was

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"Ernst, my friend, you've come just in time!" gasped Atlas. He was as overjoyed to see the dwarf as a drowning person who had been thrown a lifeline. He cupped his hands to show his gratitude.

Ernst sniffed. "Friend? Do you think you have earned the right to be my friend? No, but I can see your predicament, so just this once I will help you. We can work together to defeat that brat."

As a Sacred Sovereign, Ernst had already sensed what was happening between Atlas, Darren, and the others.

He decided to interfere in this battle because he saw it as an opportunity to kill Darren. Now that Atlas' life was in grave danger, he would cooperate fully to save himself.

"That's the best move," Atlas agreed quickly.

If not for the threat to his life, Atlas would never have allied himself with the dwarf. But he was in a very dangerous situation. Right now, the dwarf was like his very own brother, for he was the only person he could rely on to help him.

Kairo got up from the pit of the ground and flew into the air to rejoin them. His body was broken and bloodstained, and there was an expression of pure rage on his face.

"You dare challenge the four of us!" he shouted, gesturing angrily towards Ernst.

Ernst glared at him contemptuously. "There may be four of you, but your group is comprised of a woman, an injured loser, and two nobodies, as weak and insignificant as ants. You're not as strong as you think you are,"

he said icily, a cold gleam in his eyes.