Lord Of Martial Arts

That day, Darren and his two companions finally arrived in the holy land of the Qin Clan.

As soon as they arrived, darkness descended upon the land as Darren's supreme god aura fluctuated wildly.

"Amir, I'm here," he shouted as loud as he could, knowing that the man would come.

He was right. It didn't take long before Amir sensed his aura, and Amir's phantom materialized before him.

"Where is it?" asked the phantom.

Instead of answering, Darren released Gael's Sacred Sovereign Character.

"Oh, very good! You did kill Gael," Amir's phantom breathlessly remarked, sounding positively delighted.

He was afraid that it would take Darren at least a million years before he would be strong enough to defeat Gael.

But, to his surprise, Darren only needed a few hundred years.

Amir gazed at the Sacred Sovereign Character with a greedy look, eagerly stretching out a hand to grab it.

But before he could do so, Darren sent it back into his Space Ring with his spiritual sense.

"What are you doing?!" Amir yelled angrily.

"I took so many risks to kill Gael, so there's no way that I'll hand this over to you so easily. Besides, we only had a verbal deal. You have to give me more," Darren calmly negotiated.

"Humph!" scoffed Amir.

Unfortunately, he knew that Darren had a point.

It was better to give Darren something more in this case, as they were in a standoff.

"Fine. I'll show you your friend."

After that, a curtain of light lit up the

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Gods?" he asked Amir in surprise, exchanging startled glances with his two companions. It was not until this moment that he realized where they were about to go.

"You can say that," replied Amir, shrugging indifferently.

"Aren't you curious where they imprisoned me before?"

Darren was quiet for a moment before he let out a surprised gasp and exclaimed, "You were locked up in the Birthplace of the Chief Gods!"

"Indeed," Amir nodded. "And your friend is also imprisoned in the same place—the Birthplace of the Chief Gods."

"I don't understand. What's going on? Who imprisoned Lord Starry Sword, and why?" Darren couldn't seem to figure it out.

When he heard Darren's question, Amir fell silent, raised his head haltingly, and looked through the layers of space until he saw a huge metal body.

After a long time, Amir broke the silence with a resigned sigh.

"I think you already have an idea who it was," he answered mysteriously.

Once again, realization struck Darren like a freight train, and he understood what Amir was saying as bright as day.

"The Archean Ruler!" Darren blurted out, his mouth agape and his eyes wide with shock.

The other man didn't seem to mind his reaction, as Amir only looked away with a sigh. "I still don't know why he did that. It was such an irrational thing to do," he murmured quietly.

"I— I think I know why."

Amir looked up in surprise at Darren's words. It seemed that he had an inkling of what had happened.