Lord Of Martial Arts

Several blue-skinned figures emerged from the back of the mines. They all looked fierce and hostile.

Among them was the leader of the group. He stood imposingly but he hadn't attacked Darren yet.

"Who are you? How dare you come and create trouble?"

Darren simply ignored him and headed straight into the mines.

"Young man, you are trespassing into the property of the Space-time Palace. The three major clans have a deal with us so now this area belongs to us. We can kill you now if we wish, and the three clans won't be able to do anything about it."

Darren finally turned around to face the leader defiantly. "Really? Are you saying that the three clans gave you this land?"

"Of course. It's impossible for them to refuse. If they dare say no, we'll not only capture miners but we'll also have them all executed."

At that, Darren sneered. During their conversation, he had probed the ores using his spiritual sense and noted that none of them seemed special.

This puzzled him.

But since he had made a promise to the miners, he would make sure that he got them out of there. So he had to compromise. These ores weren't so special after all.

"How about this? These are my friends. If you let them go, I will stay out of your business."

"Hey, you..."

The men broke out in cold sweat upon hearing Darren's demands. If he claimed that they were friends, the blue-skinned men would know that they brought him there.

They were so full of dread that they were almost in tears.

"Who the hell are you? We have shown you great kindness by not killing you and yet you dare make such request?

Come here and watch as we kill all the slaves who brought an outsider into the mines. We'll not only execute them, but we'll also kill their whole family. We'll punish them all!"

one of the blue-skinned men bellowed.

The miners then fell down on their knees, crying out, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" For so long, they had been working hard just so they could go home and reunite with their families.

But their plans had gone to waste. They were to be executed, and what was worse, their families were to be punished as well.

Darren, on the other hand, was unfazed. "Humph. This is for you, then."

Shooting out his blade and sword intents silently, he charged towards the

couldn't find anything special inside.

"That's strange. The Death Palace has the best resources possible. What could possibly interest them in ordinary metal ores such as these ones?"

He felt like he was missing something here, so he continued his inspection.

But in the end, his search was fruitless.

He took out an ore and broke it into pieces.

Red light burst out of the broken ore, revealing grain-sized crystals hidden inside them.

He picked up one crystal and tried to figure out what it was.

"What is this strange aura?"

Darren tried assimilating it, only to discover that it didn't have any spiritual energy.

Nonetheless, this must be what the blue-skinned men were after.

"Damn you!"

Darren heard an angry voice.

A thin, blue-skinned man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Darren frowned. This man before him had a forceful aura that was comparable to any powerful junior holy warrior at top level.

But he only glanced at the man, fearlessly. "What do you want?"

"You have destroyed the mining area. You will pay for this!"

the thin blue-skinned man roared, using a strange force to push Darren out of the mine.

But Darren remained firmly in place. "Is he afraid that I will destroy this mine?

Well then, I shall do exactly that!"

Darren's entire body began to shudder. Energy burst out of him, changing the colors of the space around him. It pierced though the mine until the entire mountain began to collapse.

"Ahhh!"

the blue-skinned man roared, and his face turned pale.