Lord Of Martial Arts

Flying on the way to the North Sea Prison, the blue-armored commander was suddenly stopped.

"Do not stop them, lest your life be put in danger. This is an order from the ancestor,"

a middle-aged man in a black robe said calmly.

"Does the ancestor mean what he says, brother?" the blue-armored commander asked.

They were the last remaining law enforcers of the Sacred Palace and he thought that he would be able to overcome them easily. He did not understand the danger that it posed. He couldn't figure it out.

However, the blue-armored commander dared not to challenge what the ancestor said.

"Our ancestor has commanded we let them be for the time being. Once we are all complete, he himself will show up to take them down."

Hearing these words, the blue-armored commander's heart skipped a beat. Were they so powerful that the ancestor had to be the one to go up against them? Who were these men?

"Yes." The blue-armored commander and the middle-aged man flew away after this.

Following the coordinates found by Finley, Darren and his companions found themselves at the edge of the North Sea.

The strong wind blew towards them.

The waves crashed wildly but somehow, Darren found watching them to be peaceful.

They stopped for a while to bask in their surroundings and when they were ready, they dove deep into the sea.

The creatures of the sea were frightened of the aura that they exuded and kept away from them.

Thirty thousand leagues beneath the sea, there was a cage. It was chained to the bottom of the sea and with just a glance, Darren knew it was enchanted.

The water was cold as ice.

They swam closer to the cage and saw several figures in it, each one covered in ice.

"Lord Donald!"

Darren exclaimed. He used his dark gold internal force to unleash an attack on the cave and golden light shot out from his chest.

The bottom of the sea stirred but the cage did not budge.

The prisoners, however, were awakened.

"D... Darren..."

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked at them in surprise.

"Why are you here? You should leave! Now!"

Lord Donald gasped weakly. The cold made him look more disheveled and he was still unable to move.

Auberon also opened h

trying his best to break the cage. He tried to contain his own anger as he worked silently on the bars.

"Alas." Lord Donald sighed. Darren was just as stubborn as before.

"My Lord, please believe in him. Everything will be fine," Elsa blurted.

Lord Donald shut his eyes, worry eating up his insides.

Bang!

Streams of sword intent swirled across the bottom of the sea.

"All of you, take cover!" Darren yelled to his companions.

"Yes!" Except for Ramon, all of the others retreated.

A fierce sword intent attacked the man in the black robe, stirring up a storm under the sea.

"That's it?" The dust settled and the man in black laughed a hollow laugh. "My turn," he said.

Immediately, he stretched out his withered hand and grabbed at Darren's sword intent. He captured it in his palm and crushed it without hesitation.

"I own a Golden Indestructible Body and I'm indestructible. Your sword intent cannot hurt me!"

He raised his head and locked eyes with Darren. He grinned ferociously and made a pulling motion with his hands. A cyan spear appeared in his hand.

"Kill him!"

He stabbed at the water and it crackled with electricity. Everything went dark. The seafloor shook and mountains on the land above the sea crumbled into pieces.

"If that's all you have, you don't need to fight!"

Buzz.

Suddenly, a dark gold light seemed to break through the darkness.

It invaded the space and began to fill in the cracks left by the thin man's attack.