Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 877

"Fine by me! If I cannot dodge the call of death one way or another, I would rather die with that secret. I take comfort in the fact that you have absolutely no idea where to seek for those crystals that you so desperately want." There was a tone of mockery in Darren's voice that irked the Misty Emperor even more.

"You dratted little vermin! Do you really think I will give you a quick and painful death? It seems to me that you do not know what true horror is," the Misty Emperor said eerily. He secretly hoped that he could dig information out of Darren with his threat of imminent torture.

However, Darren countered, "I dare say that the worst thing you could do to me is to torture my soul, which I happen to have suffered for many times before. I'm quite accustomed to any form of pain you may possibly inflict on me, but I still encourage you to do your best. I have to tell you that I cannot remember a time that I considered surrendering no matter how much pain I bored." Darren grinned while a light of resolve and firmness came over his eyes.

"Really? I would be glad to witness your first time conceding."

With those words, the Misty Emperor began his attack. A gust of soul attack dashed out from his body and aimed directly into Darren's head.

In a second, Darren felt the intensity of the assault. Surprisingly, the Misty Emperor's attack stretched its force all over his soul in the most compelling and shortest amount of time that he never remembered enduring a severer one.

The rage of the soul attack began to spread in his head. Its green power gradually stirred that his head had started to feel like a vessel of boiling water. Darren's body began to steam as well.

He knew he had to withstand the pain no matter how terrible it would get. Darren was aware that he had to hold on; if he failed, death would surely come upon him.

After a moment of tussle with the soul attack, a sudden change began to take place.

As the green power of the soul attack grew rapid and dense in his head, it seemed to Darren that the deed somewhat activated the strange stone inside him. Like a wild beast that had laid eyes on a prey after a long time of hunger, the stone began to swirl frantically. Then, it emanated a blaze of dark golden light.

The twelve faces of the strange stone started to release a bizarre and frightening aura. Soon, the green power of the Misty Emperor's attack was swallowed whole! The green power faded, gasping in the dark like a smoke that had been blown away by a tempestuous wind.

'Amazing! Why didn't I ever notice its potency?' Darren thought.

While relief from the pain eased his mind, Darren could not help but wonder about the potential of the ungraded strange stone.

After all, he had just encountered a soul attack from a half-step emperor of high power. It was very unlikely that he could shun such perils without a trump card.

Although he was pleased, Darren did not reveal that he had turned immune to the pain brought by the soul attack. He knew that once he did, the Misty Emperor would use more horrible and agonizing means to torture him.

Thus, Darren decided to keep the show going. He threw himself to the ground as if a sudden burst of great pain had struck him. Then, he started to writhe and twist his face as if he was really enduring the sharp pangs of the soul attack.