Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 872

Everyone seemed to see the deepest darkness in the world as the black monkey stood there. None of them ever remembered feeling so terrified and horror-stricken before. It was as if something utterly evil and perilous was clutching at their hearts and dragging their souls down.

"I am the Misty Emperor. Who are you?"

Although scared, the lord of the Space-time Palace ventured to ask with a tone that conveyed both fear and awe.

"The Misty Emperor?" The black monkey eyed him from head to toe as he asked.

"Yes." The Misty Emperor nodded.

The black monkey burst into laughter. "You have the cheek to call yourself an emperor? Do you believe your skills qualify you for that title? I've killed tons of half-step emperors, and every one of them was stronger than you, asshole!" the black monkey jeered with disdain.

"Who the hell are you?" the Misty Emperor asked as fury coursed through him. "Don't try to deceive me with your foul words. You're not as strong as you think. If I have estimated correctly, you are the so-called Primitive Emperor. Am I right?"

As tales of the Primitive Emperor had been in his mind, without much thought, the Misty Emperor concluded that the monkey was the one that Darren and Luther had mentioned.

"Me?" The black monkey paused and glanced around. He noticed that everyone present was waiting for his answer with eyes widened and bated breaths. A cunning smile danced on his lips, and when it seemed intolerable for the Misty Emperor to wait any longer, the black monkey declared, "I am your grandfather."

Boom!

The black monkey's words had hardly left his lips when the wrath of the Misty Emperor burst forth like a gushing flood and shook the entire space.

"Did that anger you? Taste the power of my stick. Perhaps it will help you cool down!"

the black monkey taunted as he lifted his golden stick. The stick flew out of his hand and hovered in the air like a flame. Then, it began to enlarge in size and brightness. Finally, with a great and compelling force, it descended upon the Misty Emperor.

The Misty Emperor was dumbstruck with astonishment. He realized that the space around him had been stilled, and he was unable to move.

The piercing light of the stick blinded Luther and Chandler, and so, they couldn't see what had become of the Misty Emperor after that blow. They heard a dull thud and a harsh roar.

Soon, the light faded, and the unexpected view took everyone's breath away. The Misty Emperor was still there, alive and unhurt. But it was not the reason that Luther and Chandler were amazed. To their wonder, the lord of the Space-time Palace had changed into a handsome young man. What was more, he was furiously battling the stick. In fact, he was hitting it with such speed that none could see the movement of his arms clearly.

Thunder and lightning emanated from his strikes and swirled around the stick.

Like a frightened animal, the stick cowered before it began to dwindle, and at last, to the astonishment and relief of the Misty Emperor, the stick vanished into nothingness.

Bang!

A tremendous blast ejected the Misty Emperor into the air like a shooting star.