Lord Of Martial Arts

"As a powerful warrior from outer space, you should know how to cultivate it. Why do you ask me?" Talon asked.

Upon hearing this, the aura of the god's soul grew colder and more vicious.

"You are lying to me! You are just trying to buy time!"

"How did I lie? I'm not trying to buy time!"

"Damn it! No more dillydallying!"

The god's soul thought Talon had a secret method of cultivating the Shura Force. He wanted to ask Talon for it so that he could give it to his disciple. He knew that the method of cultivating Shura Force was extremely cruel to one's body and the success rate was very low. He wanted Talon to tell him how to achieve it.

However, Talon had no intention of telling him anything. This made the god's soul extremely furious.

Talon was in the Emperor Realm. If he didn't want to tell him, there was no use forcing him. The god's soul made up his mind to kill him there and then.

"Brat, have you finished your skill?" Talon telepathically asked the Rule Soul Avatar as he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Yes," the Rule Soul Avatar replied calmly.

"Attack him then. I'm in danger," Talon urged.

"I will not. He didn't attack me. Why should I attack first? Whether you are dead or alive has nothing to do with me." Talon was stunned.

He felt betrayed.

Only then did Talon realize that he was cheated by the avatar. After the avatar finished with the secret deduction of the skill, he was no longer of any use to him.

'Cunning! Shameless!'

Talon stared at the Rule Soul Avatar, aghast.

Whoosh!

A golden spear flew towards Talon. Seriously injured, he couldn't block it.

"No! No!"

Talon did not want to die.

Bang!

The golden spear pierced through his head.

"Son of a bitch..."

Those were Talon's last words as he fell to the ground in a crumpled heap.

After Talon died, the god's soul immediately took his Emperor Character. As long as he was able to gain two Emperor Characters, he would have the chance to let Yahya cultivate the Shura Force. He could keep one of the two, and the other one would be in his hands very soon.

"It's your turn to die."

The god's soul w

ng, the god's soul calmed himself down and flew towards Yahya. In the blink of an eye, he and Yahya disappeared.

Darren was surprised. He did not expect the fight to end the way it did.

"Avatar, what happened? Why didn't you kill them?" Darren flew to the avatar and asked.

The Rule Soul Avatar kept silent for a moment. He looked up at Darren. "Firstly, while the Oath Rule is binding to him, it is also binding to me. If I kill him, I will also turn into ashes. Secondly, even if he doesn't try to kill anyone, he can still defend himself. I figured that the best result is that he just retreats."

Darren nodded. He remained silent for a while. Suddenly, a thought entered his head.

"Then, how did you get the Oath Rule? Did you comprehend it by yourself?" he asked.

"No. Do you still remember the day that you fought with the three great clans on behalf of the Sacred Palace? In order to make sure that the two sides keep their promise, Chandler and Townsend used something that could establish an oath between them. At that time, I found that that rule was so powerful, maybe even more so than any of the other rules. That's why I stole it," the Rule Soul Avatar said.

Darren tried to recall what had happened that day, but he still didn't understand. "I don't think the Oath Rule is very powerful," he said.

"That, my real body, is where you are wrong," the Rule Soul Avatar said, an edge in his voice.