Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 856

Darren's meridians were invaded by the grey mist. It easily destroyed them as if it were crushing dry weeds and stones. Eventually, it started to rush straight into Darren's head.

Even the strange stone in his head could not resist the strong and uncanny aura. After all, the trace of the soul power in the strange stone had already disappeared.

Darren's face had started to turn pale and twisted. He was having a difficult time breathing already.

Luther thought that he had been too careless. The blue-skinned man they fought against was at the senior Holy Realm. Even on the verge of death, there were powerful means for him to fight for his life.

Whoosh!

A bloodcurdling sword intent was shot over, making Conrad's head explode.

"Ah!"

Meanwhile, Darren was roaring in pain and falling to the ground.

His face was turning ghastly pale. And not soon after, his soul collapsed and he lost his breath.

Darren's death took Luther by surprise!

"Roar!"

In Luther's mind, someone had been crying in pain.

"Is this his avatar?"

Luther was familiar with the aura. It was Darren's avatar roaring in agony.

A few moments later, a phantom forced its way out from under the rule silk threads. The threads were like thorns that were wrapped around it.

"Awwwww!"

His eyes were silver and his face projected coldness and pain.

The avatar had mentioned that he would disappear if Darren's soul vanished.

He had to rush out even if he was surrounded by the rule silk threads.

"I'm sorry, bro,"

Luther apologized to the avatar. The avatar had asked him to protect Darren, but he hadn't expected that he indirectly caused Darren's death.

The avatar's silver eyes fell on Luther, looking as if he was pleading.

Luther couldn't understand him. But when he saw the avatar turn his gaze to Darren, he quickly understood what he meant.

He held Darren up and flew towards the avatar.

After a while, the sky had turned completely dark. Luther dashed into the area that was filled with thunderbolts and space cracks. No one could bear the violent force, even him.

"Howl!"

The avatar's roar was so loud. His breath became weaker and his figure had started to fade. He couldn't break through millions of rule silk threads' shackle.

The sword intent surged all over Luther's body. He dispelled the violent rule forces that were forced at him and approached the avatar.

Boom!

Streams of torrent, called the Resurrection Force, flew out of the avatar's head. This power was much powerful now than before, thanks to the avatar's further comprehension.

The Resurrection Force poured into Darren's brain. The avatar became weaker and weaker by every second.

"Retreat!" the avatar shouted.

Luther quickly brought Darren away when he felt that the chaotic rule silk threads were about to break their bodies.

Crack!

Once the void broke, the two figures fell out of the world of rules.

Even a powerful sword holy warrior like Luther was having a difficult time. The sword intent inside his body was swept away. His path to recovery would definitely be difficult and would take at least ten years.

Luther took a glance at Darren and saw signs that Darren had a breath of life.

Buzz...

As strong auras started to come from a distance, the air began to tremble.

Luther frowned as he heard that. He could feel that it was the powerful aura of a blue-skinned man. He had no sword intent left and he could no longer protect Darren.

Luther had no choice but to run away with Darren.

A few minutes after Luther took Darren away, the strong blue-skinned men descended.

"Conrad was killed!"

"Damn it! That was such a powerful aura of a sword cultivator. Who on earth killed him?!"

The blue-skinned men were furious.