Lord Of Martial Arts

"How could I not know? Everything you have right now came from me."

At that moment, Darren understood. The metal body had separated his emotions, which thus created him and his body. That meant the metallic Darren was indeed the real body. And the current human Darren should be considered as an avatar.

And because he was the real body, it made sense that he knew everything there was to know about the human avatar.

"Are you going to kill me?" Darren asked after a moment of silence.

Objectively, he and the metal real body were two completely different life forms. Seeing as the metal real body only cared about his own interests, it would not surprise Darren if he wanted to kill him.

"No. You're coming with me to the Immortal World—the world of the Immortal God race. I need your help with something,"

the metal real body answered firmly as if he had already decided for Darren.

"Excuse me?" Darren muttered in confusion. Why would someone so strong need his help?

"You don't need to know. Just do as I say," the metal real body ordered indifferently.

"Really? Is that an order?" Darren asked with a smile, challenging the metal real body.

Of course, he didn't mean to fight the other him. He was merely aggravating him as he sought to find where the boundaries between them lay. It seemed that the relationship they had was drastically different from his relationship with the Rule Soul Avatar.

After all, Darren saw the Rule Soul Avatar as his equal. He subconsciously thought so, at least.

"This is us, working together,"

the metal rea

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onsciousness almost immediately after.

Meanwhile, in Wing City, South River Province, the Eastern Imperial Region of the Immortal World.

Bang!

"Outrageous!" a voice yelled out.

It was a middle-aged man, who slammed his hand on the table in front of him. He looked utterly furious.

A young man was lying prone on the floor of the hall, sleeping.

But the middle-aged man's furious shouting seemed to have woken him up, and his consciousness began to slowly come back.

After a while, the young man finally opened his eyes in confusion. He looked around blankly, confusion etched on his face.

'Who am I? Where am I?'

His head ached like he had been struck by a bat, and he couldn't remember anything.

Then, out of nowhere came a deluge of information in his mind. It poured over his soul like a boundless river.

At this moment, he felt that he was dead.

'Huh? It worked! Damn it! Why do I also have another person's memory and emotions now?'

When the information had completely integrated, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He was overjoyed, which was a sharp one-eighty shift from the person who was still on the edge of life and death just now.

Indeed, the young man in the hall had already died, and Darren had possessed his body.

'I succeeded in taking the body perfectly. In the eyes of others, I am a real member of the Immortal God race now, ' Darren joyfully thought to himself. Their plan had worked!

However, this change was only in appearance. Darren was still a human in his bones and his soul. That would never change.