Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 223 Having A Crisis

Panting, Darren dragged himself through the darkness with Elder Thomas on his back. He could not run away with Elder Thomas in his current state—if they were found, they would get themselves into an incredibly difficult situation. The only option he had left was to go locate Bruce and Elsa in hopes that he would find a way out.

After having carefully avoided several patrolling disciples of the Blade Holy Land, Darren eventually found the living grounds where the disciples from the Lotus Holy Land were staying.

He then released his spiritual sense and soon felt a familiar aura of sword intent coming from one of the rooms.

Darren walked straight towards the room where the familiar aura came from and pushed the door open. Inside the room was Elsa. Her face was pulled into an uneasy scowl as soon as she saw the unfamiliar man.

"Who the hell are you?" She pursed her lips, wary of the stranger. However, also sensing something familiar about him, she did not try to attack.

"Elsa, it's me." Elsa paused at the voice.

"Darren? Is that you?" She hesitated for a moment, but as soon as she saw the face of the man on Darren's back, she immediately ran up to them.

"You saved my father!" Her face lit up and she hugged Darren, barely able to contain her delight. She had been trying to track down her father in secret, but Bruce suddenly appeared and stopped her. Bruce told her that Darren was back, so she resisted the strong impulse to find her father, and waited with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

Seeing the two people she loved the most back, she sobbed uncontrollably on Darren's shoulder. "Elsa, I think you need to check on Elder Thomas immediately. There's something wrong with him. As for me, I have an internal injury and I need to adjust my breath,” Darren weakly said, still panting. Elsa quickly took her father from Darren's back and laid him on the bed to examine him. The results of the examination gave her a jolt.

In the night wind, Hailey and Callie flew to the south with Thomas.

"We probably should have taken Darren with us. I have a strong feeling that he's in danger," Hailey said, her eyebrows knitted together in worry.

"Wow, Hailey. Why are you worried for Darren but not for that girl? Tell me, aside from your intention to ask for his help in the future, does he mean something else to you?" Callie raised her eyebrows and sniggered.

"Of course not! I'm only worried about him because the master prophesized that he was the only one who would be able to solve the “Heavenly Repression’ inside me."

"Really? It's just that I noticed a strange look in your eyes when you saw that stunning young girl. Were you jealous? Don't you deny it! I absolutely felt it with my Spirit Power!" Callie then burst into laughter, which Hailey scoffed at in return.

"Don't talk nonsense." She kept a serious face, trying hard to cover up the fact that she was flustered by what the other girl had said.

The night passed.

Overnight, the number of masters patrolling around the Blade Holy Land increased. Each entrance and exit was guarded by masters at the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm. Many of the disciples were inexplicably terrified as none of them had any clue as to what happened.

Darren initially wanted to leave with Elsa in the middle of the night, but the whole place was tightly guarded. Although he did try to do a few test runs, he eventually gave up and just stayed in his room to heal up instead of running the risk of being discovered. They had no choice but to play it by ear when the time came.

By dawn the next morning, the disciples who had come from different Holy Lands received the message that the day's competitions would continue as usual. Before the sun was fully up, all those disciples then gathered in the training ground of the Blade Holy Land.

Everything was ready—the disciples of the various Holy Lands were all fired up and ready to display their capabilities in the competition—when suddenly, waves of terrifying blade intent washed over the entire training ground. A dozen masters at the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm and three super masters at the premium stage of the Wonder Realm stood above them in mid-air.

Soon after them, the Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land himself appeared. Beside him stood a rule cultivator in a purple robe.

"What's the matter?” "What happened?”

"Why are all the powerful elders of the Blade Holy Land here? Did anything important happen last night?"

All the disciples in the training ground were growing uneasy and were starting to feel a sense of foreboding.

Darren didn't want to come to the training ground, but there was an ordinary elder above the middle stage of the Wonder Realm, going door to door to each room and ordering everyone to come out. He could not avoid it and had no choice but to blend in with the crowd.

Darren immediately sensed the huge aura as soon as he arrived at the ground. Once he was certain that no one was looking at him, he hurriedly mobilized his Spirit Power to undo the effects of the elixir that changed his appearance, returning him to his original appearance. He then performed the aura concealing skill, altering his aura and cultivation base down to the common level. This way, his aura and strength were close to that of the majority of the disciples present.

"Mr. Wan, is that guy here?" the Holy Lord asked the rule cultivator in the purple robe, scanning the crowd with his icy stare. "Yes, but his aura has changed. Hmm, and he seems to have changed his appearance as well.

Look for him yourself first." Now that the rule cultivator had obtained the Eight Corners Tripod, he did not see any reason why he should bother to help the Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land.

"Very well. As long as he is here.” He then looked at the crowd of people.

"You bastard! Come out now or I'll kill everyone in here!" the Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land threatened with a sneer. The thousands of disciples from various sects were then suddenly shrouded with the Holy Lord's icy killing intent.