Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 773

Darren then entered a zone of ice and snow.

He was met by the view of someone's back in front of him.

The said figure was cloaked by a black robe, standing deathly still as a wooden stake.

"Why have you come here?" the figure asked Darren, his calm and emotionless voice resounding through the air. The figure's voice made every hair on Darren's body stand on end in apprehension and excitement.

"I came here to toughen myself, hone my Fringe Holy Will," Darren answered.

"Well, you have come to the wrong place. This is the life and death path, the place where deathless warriors are created."

"It doesn't matter. Since I am here, I should try to get out alive," Darren said.

"Fine, but you should know me first."

The man turned around, his handsome face as emotionless as his voice.

"I have only taken my sword out for three times in my whole life. When I was twenty-one years old, I killed an inferior holy warrior with only one strike. This was my first sword strike. When I was forty-six years old, I killed a junior holy warrior with only one sword strike. As for my third sword strike, you have probably already guessed it, I killed a senior holy warrior."

'How horrible.'

That was the first thought that flashed through Darren's mind after the man recounted his kills.

This man had killed a senior holy warrior before. Darren would not be able to defeat him in any case.

Darren could not understand why there was such a powerful man guarding the path.

"According to what you said, you should be a person who has surpassed the senior Holy Realm but has not reached the Emperor Realm yet. Why are you willing to stay here? Don't you think that it's a waste of your time and your talents?" Darren calmly pondered out loud.

"It's not about wasting my time. Once you get to my level but could not take a step forward, you would understand."

Darren just kept silent. He did not know what to say.

"Take my hit. You can go on to the next space if you live."

Darren was at a loss for words. This man was already too strong for him and now he found out that there was a next space? How powerful could the guardian of the next space be?

"I will give full play to this strike," the man said, his voice cold and flat.

"Alright, then. Come on!" Darren exclaimed.

He then called upon the Shura Force.

"Not bad," the man said. "But it's a pity that your cultivation base is too low. Otherwise, you could have been able to compete with me in terms of strength." There was finally some expression on the man's face.

It would be impossible for Darren to survive even if he used the Shura Force while fighting with the man who could kill a senior holy warrior, but he was still determined to try nonetheless.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Shura Force turned into a sea of blood and rushed over the man.

Whoosh.

The sound of a sword came through.

The man raised his hand and waved it in the void. Strong sword intents then suddenly came down.

"Ah!" Darren exclaimed.

The sword core in his body was shattered into pieces by the sword intent auras.

With a flash of blood light, the sword intent annihilated everything.

"He has such a powerful sword intent! How could it be possible?"

Darren found it impossible to believe that this kind of sword intent seemed to be much more powerful than killing sword intent.

The killing sword intent was one of the most powerful three forces since the ancient times.

"What's terrifying is not the sword intent, but the person who is using it. Only if the person is very powerful can he achieve powerful skills," the man uttered out.

Darren furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion, not fully understanding what the man meant.

"You don't need to understand, because soon you will no longer exist."

He raised his finger and pointed towards Darren's direction.

The endless sword intent wrapped Darren and then gradually stabbed into his soul.

With a deafening boom, the whole space began to tremble.

The powerful sword intent circled in front of Darren, but could not go forward any further.

"What?"

What was initially a smirk on the man's face immediately turned into a frown.

All of a sudden, a cold and powerful aura appeared.

A figure in white stood in front of the man. Its face was exactly the same as Darren's.

"You really surprised me. I, Luther, have lived for tens of thousands of years, but I have never seen an avatar like you," Luther exclaimed in a mixture of surprise and amusement.

"You can leave now, my real body," the Rule Soul Avatar told Darren.

Darren's mind came back to himself at present. "I thought you have been incorporated into the rules. How can you come out to help me?" he said to his avatar using his spiritual sense.

"If your soul is dispersed, I will have a crisis of collapse. Even if I will be suppressed by the rule force, I have to come to help you.