Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 871

Darren was struck with great wonder and horror.

The atmosphere around the man was so horrible and invincible, making Darren have a hard time restraining his pounding heart. Recognizing the aura, he was in extreme awe.

He knew that this was an aura of a holy emperor.

So far, he had only sensed this kind of aura from the Primitive Emperor.

Before, Darren thought that the Primitive Emperor was the only holy emperor in the world, although he was only a remained soul.

With the appearance of this man, Darren realized that his cognition had been proven ill-founded.

Darren realized that both the black-armored man and himself were pressed too hard. They were having a hard time breathing and nearly falling on their knees.

"You can't be the true holy emperor," Darren shouted as he recovered from his trance-like state.

He sensed that the man came from the Space-time Palace. If he had really reached the Emperor Realm, he would have brought his army with him and slaughtered the human race. It would be unreasonable not to use such a valuable and incredible resource. This made Darren think that the man must have some flaw he didn't know of.

"You don't know for sure, boy! No matter what, I can just knock off your head with just one finger," the shadow arrogantly said.

Darren uttered no words and simply sneered. But despite the man's arrogant manner, Darren felt helpless and sulky. He knew in his heart that the man meant the words that he had just said.

"As I said, you can kill me. But you won't get the dark-spirit crystals," Darren said after being silent for a while.

The shadow remained silent for a few moments.

He suddenly said, "It doesn't matter. It's useless for a human being to take that thing. I believe that the superior leaders of the human race will take the crystals in exchange for you."

"I see that you think highly of me." Darren sneered. "I don't want to disappoint you, but there are so many human geniuses. I am not merely a percentage of what they are. I am not as important as you think. After all, we are talking about the safety of the entire human race," he said.

"Don't belittle yourself like this," the shadow laughed. "A talent like you can be considered a miracle in the history of human race. If you can harness more potential, you can be as mighty as Hiram the Great," the shadow said, implying that human beings would never give Darren up because of the dark-spirit crystals.

After speaking, the shadow released a great wave of power and charged towards Darren.

Darren immediately felt his head getting woozy. His head was swaying as if an earthquake had just struck.

Soon after, Darren couldn't fight the feeling anymore and fainted.

Outside the space Darren was in, the other members of the company had also been trapped in the respective similar spaces. Same as Darren, each of them were also dealing with their own enemies.

Chandler and Luther were the strongest of the company. Without exerting much effort, they had taken out their opponents, who were three-tribulation junior holy warriors.

Meanwhile, Scott, Mathew, and Hanson were battling against two-tribulation inferior holy warriors. Their enemies were relatively weaker, so they cast them down after some fight.

Boom!

Suddenly, the spaces in which they were trapped collapsed and formed back into one big space.

"Is the array down?"

one of them cried as he saw the presence of the other members.

A shadow flew down and landed before them as they stood and wondered about what was happening.

Chandler frowned as he felt the great potency of the shadow.

"Chandler, you can leave now," the shadow ordered.

"Who are you? And why do you want me to leave?" Chandler growled as he looked at the shadow with puzzled and irritated eyes.

"Go back and exchange your human genius with the dark-spirit crystals!" As the shadow spoke, a powerful force emerged from his body and knocked everyone out except for Chandler and Luther.

"You!" Chandler furiously roared. He was shocked and horrified as the force of the shadow pressed him backwards and rattled his robe.

Both Chandler and Luther looked panicked and astonished. Luther was fumbling as he gathered his sword intents.

He couldn't remember witnessing such a great power except for the Primitive Emperor. He felt that the shadow in front of him could be a holy emperor, too, especially with such a formidable power.

Luther finally calmed down after a short while of stunned silence.

"I don't care who you are! You'd better let my friends go!" Luther threatened the shadow.