Lord Of Martial Arts

Swoosh!

Darren could vaguely hear the sound like cloth tearing.

A pair of thin and withered hands stretched out from inside the starry night sky.

Then the elderly man with shaggy hair walked out of the space crack.

Raising his head, he looked around. He was suddenly wide awake, like a newborn looking around him with curiosity.

His body trembled as he stepped in the void. With every step he took, the void started to collapse.

The dazzling ray of sunlight shone in, blinding everyone.

With the continuous collapse of the dark void, the clay figurines' domain ended up being completely destroyed, making the entire world appear astonishingly vast and clear.

The clay figurine in armor looked at the figure of the elderly man in absolute fear. A moment later, he slipped into the sedan chair.

"Humph!"

The elderly man with shaggy hair snorted like an angry child as he studied the clay figurine in armor trying to make its escape.

He stretched out his hand and held the chair firmly in his grip.

The extremely hard sedan chair immediately turned into ashes, drifting with the wind.

"Oh, shit. What did I do?"

The elderly man stomped anxiously like a child who had broken one of his toys.

Darren, standing on the side, watched the elderly man's behavior. He couldn't dare go forward before he figured out who he was and what he was doing.

But the elderly man accidentally stamping his feet made Darren feel very uncomfortable. The space waves the elderly man caused were almost enough to make him fall apart.

Every time he did it, he made the ground around them shake.

All of a sudden, countless spiritual senses came in the elderly man's direction.

However, these spiritual senses didn't detect anything about the old man and went back without any findings.

Even Darren, who was near the elderly man, could only see him with his bare eyes. Once he attempted to detect him with his spiritual sense, he found nothing there.

"Who the hell is he? It's so scary that he cannot be detected by spiritual senses, but he also seems to have lost his mind. Why? What had happened to him?"

Just then, the elderly man raised his head and looked into the distance at the faraway mountains and clouds. He seemed very interested in them as was apparent from the smile on his face.

Darren looked at him for a long time, finally mustering up the courage to go over to him.

"Thank you for saving my life, sir!" Darren bowed with cupped hands.

But the elderly man ignored him as if he hadn't heard what he'd said. He just kept looking into the distance instead.

When a giant bird flew over the sky, the elderl

d for another three thousand years, he will not defeat me!"

"Ha-ha, Gaston, you are too confident and obnoxiously arrogant. My friend is cultivating both the blade and sword skills at the same time. He has more potential than you can ever imagine. If he wants to avenge me, I'm sure ten years is more than enough!"

"Idiot! I got one Holy Will Map from the Heaven Lake Sect as a reward. As long as I understand it, I will have a forty percent chance to become a holy warrior in a hundred years' time. Do you really think that young man can defeat me then?

Don't worry. After I kill you, I will slaughter your tribe and force that guy to come out. I can kill him all by myself. Do I need to wait another ten years?" Gaston laughed coldly.

"You! How dare you join the Heaven Lake Sect? What a shameless wretch!" Isaac's eyes clouded over when he heard this.

"Humph, the five major forces nowadays control this sinful land and are masters of this world. Should I have not joined it and instead waited to be killed? You're just lying. If I hadn't killed you today, you would've been just as happy to join one of the five major forces if you got an invitation." Gaston sneered.

"You are nothing but a dog running errands for the five major forces. They have no dignity at all.

Kill me if you want. My friend will absolutely kill you to avenge me!"

"Okay! I hadn't planned on letting you go anyway. Today, I will kill you first, and then I'll kill everyone in your tribe!" As Gaston spoke, a sword intent was formed and flew towards Isaac.

"Do you really think you can do whatever you want? I won't allow it as long as I'm alive."

A handsome figure suddenly appeared in front of Isaac. It was Darren. He waved his hand and got rid of the sword intent.