Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 938

The holy emperor who cultivated three conflicting martial arts skills had left behind a river of blood! Darren could hardly imagine how much holy emperor's power the blood river contained.

The river's deep red waves crashed against each other.

The vast blood river was enormous, about a kilometer wide in width and stretched farther than the eye could see.

"Wow! I bet the pressure will tear me apart if I move closer." Chaz took a few steps forward and stopped when he felt the river's immense power.

Anthony also tried to move closer to it. He also felt the great shock and dared not go any further.

"It's difficult to go across the blood river," Anthony said, shaking his head.

Darren stepped forward. "Don't forget, we have the Blood Suppressing Bead. It should protect us from the power of the blood river."

"Oh, that's right.

Countless men have died fighting for the beads. Obviously, they knew how important they are," answered Anthony.

"Let me try." Darren took out the Blood Suppressing Bead and walked slowly towards the blood river.

Darren was immediately assaulted by the river's magic and he felt his body begin to tear. The Blood Suppressing Bead in his hand glowed and released a red light that enveloped him, greatly reducing the river's power on him.

Just as Darren was about to step into the blood river, the cultivators from the other cities appeared behind him.

"Why do you have the Blood Suppressing Bead?"

Their eyes immediately fell on the magical object in Darren's hand. 'Only three Blood Suppressing Beads flew out from the tomb. They are all with us. How did he get one?' they thought to themselves.

"It's none of your business!" Chaz said, glaring at them.

"You arrogant bastard! Who do you think you are? I'm going to kick your ass!"

A strong warrior flew over to Chaz and was about to strike him when Anthony stepped in front of Chaz.

"How dare you?!" Anthony exclaimed, countering the warrior's attack.

The man flew backwards with Anthony's blow. He scampered away like a kicked dog.

"You're strong, no doubt about it. But, can you beat all of us if we take you on together?"

"No, I can't," said Anthony flatly.

"Ah, then be smart. If you make one wrong move, we won't hesitate to kill you."

Anthony's eyes flashed coldly. "You may be able to succeed, but I am sure that I will be able to kill most of you before I die."

Anthony's blood boiled with his anger. He crossed his arms and looked at each man's face.

Chills ran down the men's backs. They didn't dare act rashly after hearing Anthony's warning. They knew very well what he was capable of doing and did not want to risk their lives.

"I-i-it's... a joke! Yes, just a joke! It was lucky we were able to enter the holy emperor's tomb together. Ha! Why don't we help each other out from now on?"

A bearded man walked up to Anthony and held out his hand for Anthony to shake.

"Yeah! We don't have to fight like this!" someone echoed.

Anthony rolled his eyes and said nothing. The bearded man, undeterred, continued, "I'm sorry for what we've done to you. I apologize on behalf of everyone else!

Please, shake my hand and let's make peace!"

The bearded man was being awfully polite. If Anthony didn't shake his hand, it would seem like he was being too arrogant.