Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 869

Darren remained silent and carefully sized up the man's aura. He sensed Conrad could match up to the blue-skinned man's strength—he needed to buy some time to strike.

Darren tried to size up the resurrected corpse, but he met this task with difficulty.

"I didn't expect that I could lure you into this place. It seems there is cause for celebration at the Space-time Palace," the blue-skinned man cackled. His sinister smile gave away terrible intentions.

It became apparent that the supposed appearance of the holy emperor's power was a conspiracy invented by the Space-time Palace.

Their plot was simple: bait and trap humans and elite beings of other races with the arrays, and then slaughter them. Aside from this, they had also hoped to trap Darren, specifically.

They knew Darren had obtained the item they've been scouring after for a long time—the dark-spirit crystals. News of the holy emperor's power was the perfect bait for Darren and they intentionally made this up to trap him.

The favorable results of their plan were still completely unexpected on their end. Darren had fallen right into their hands. This greatly pleased the Space-time Palace.

"You bastard! So you faked the holy emperor's power to capture me?" Darren asked coldly. Darren already knew this for a fact. He just needed to stall.

"Fake the holy emperor's power? Stupid brat. Do you think faking the holy emperor's power would work against these old foxes?" the blue-skinned man said scornfully. He seemed defensive.

This answer piqued Darren's interest. Based on what he said, it seemed that the holy emperor's power could actually exist.

"Don't play dumb. If you could actually obtain the holy emperor's powers, why go through all the trouble of capturing us? If you wielded that kind of power, then we would have been dead by now," Darren snarled. He knew he could get more information out of the blue-skinned man if he was agitated.

"It's useless to make inquiries when you're on the brink of death, measly human. Once I slay you and take the dark-spirit crystals, I will bring about the end of your entire race!" said the blue-skinned man, grinning. The blue-skinned man then let out a bellowing cackle throughout the space and prepared to have the corpse man attack Darren.

"Hold your horses!" shouted Darren. "You dumb ass! Do you think I'd be stupid enough to bring something as important as the dark-spirit crystals with me?" Darren hollered.

"Are all the people from the Space-time Palace as stupid as you? Do you all just carry all your valuables around so you can show them off everywhere you go? Sounds like something only idiots do, really."

The blue-skinned man began to grit his teeth and clench his fists as Darren's lambasting continued.

He was starting to lose it. He tried to hold back for a moment but enough was enough. The man shouted ferociously, "What are you playing at, boy? Even if what you say is true, I'll still manage to squeeze its location out of you."

"That's rich! To be honest, even I have no idea where they are. I gave the crystals to the Primitive Emperor. So if you want them, go get them from him! I doubt you'd have the guts, though." Darren was making all of this up as he spoke, hoping to deceive the blue-skinned man. If he lost interest in Darren, it would make things much easier for them.