Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 260 Shadow Emperor

Gaping in awe, Darren was stunned in shock

"Who is he? How could he be so horrendously powerful only at the age of eight?" dazed and confused, Darren couldn't help asking.

"The bastard is called Shadow Emperor. As the name implies, he is the shadow of an emperor, with the strength of a holy warrior. The whole Ancient Void Battlefield belongs to that emperor,” Finley replied, meaning the words more seriously than they sounded.

"Where did you learn that?" Darren inquired in false cheerfulness.

"I heard it from the guardian of the Ancient Void Battlefield. Didn't he tell you that?" Surprised, Finley found it hard to believe.

"No." After a moment of reflection, Darren shook his head. He was filled with emotions when the words "a holy warrior" echoed on his mind. Being a grand warrior in the Grand Realm was what he looked up to be. Yet, at present, he couldn't even imagine what formidable powers an overmatch as a holy warrior possessed.

"A holy warrior can dominate an era, unrivaled from ancient times to the present. Thus, it makes sense that the brat can be so powerful. However, as martial artists, we should have a dauntless spirit. Go and wreck his body, whomever he is. Am I right?" Finley asserted while looking at the downcast expression on Darren's face.

"Bullshit! If that is true, why did you beg for mercy from him? If you had that dauntless spirit, you would have already been dead,” with a chiding tone, Darren jokingly scolded him.

"Holy crap! How could you call names? I was too careless at that time, or I could bear at least one shot from him. Humph!" Smiling sheepishly, Finley made an excuse.

"How humiliated are you to be proud of withstanding only one shot from an eight-year-old child!" Darren continued to argue against him, determined to insist on his point.

"Could you stop it? I am about to get angry. If that happens, I must send you to the thirteenth space to taste his fingers,” Finley asserted with an air of displeasure towards Darren.

"Well, well. Okay. I won't do any damages to your confidence anymore." Sensing that Finley was getting upset, Darren smiled.

"Good! I have to admit that I have one weak point, but I'm just embarrassed to say it out loud. Alas!" Finley said. It was rare for him to acknowledge defeat and wear a confused look.

"Tell me what it is!" Darren whimpered and urged him to spill it out.

"Wait. Let me show you." Facing Darren this time, Finley bent over and started to take off his pants. "What are you doing?" Fretted by Finley's actions, Darren leaped to his feet and unsheathed his blade and sword.

"Oops, don't you want to see my flaw? It is my penis. Blowing my penis off will make my basaltic body crack. By then, you will get a chance to win against me," Finley explained.

Hearing that, Darren nearly burst out with rage. How could Finley relay to him such a ridiculous thing?

The revelation made Darren dumbfounded. He was held frozen at the moment and did not know how to respond to Finley.

"Never mind! How about you go on with your training till you reach the Grand Realm? If that happens, your shots will be more powerful. Maybe then, it would be possible for you to defeat me directly," with exuding confidence, Finley declared without a second thought.

"Man, I am now just at the middle stage of the Wonder Realm. I'm not sure how many years it will take for me to reach the Grand Realm. How about you? How powerful are you now?" chortled Darren as he got a little impatient.

"I'm now a two-star grand warrior. As to my power, I guess it would be able to kill Denise for ten times,” Finley crooned

Uncertain about what he just heard, Darren was at a loss for words for a while.

Subsequently, Darren probed more about the overmatches in the Grand Realm. Finley, on the other hand, narrated to him what he knew about the overmatches to solve his puzzles.

The Grand Realm, as classified into seven minor realms, had the one-star grand warriors to the seven-star grand warriors. As emphasized by Finley, a single punch from a seven-star grand warrior could destroy the earth and blast the void!

What lay beyond the Grand Realm was the Holy Realm. Once a warrior reached the peak of the Holy Realm, he could declare himself a holy warrior. That would mean that a holy warrior was invincible. "Alas! Knowing that, how could you defeat me?" without sounding unduly overconfident, Finley chimed in.

It had been tens of thousands of years since he killed the defender and took his place. During such time, no one had entered the twelfth space. Lucky for him, he didn't feel lonely being here since he was only a wisp of spiritual intent, or he might have already been driven mad.

He was grateful that Darren came in the twelfth space finally. While his power wasn't strong enough to defeat him, Finley couldn't figure out a way to help him though he wanted to.

"Darren, as I see, you should cultivate your skills in here first. It is the only way for you to pass this space. I will try to find other ways to restrain my power for you to succeed in defeating me,” Finely earnestly suggested.

"Okay, I will give it a try." Agreeing to Finley's suggestion, Darren nodded. Although he almost had no chance to win, he was desperate to go to the thirteenth space.

Determined as he was, Darren concentrated on upgrading his skills, wasting no time to enhance his power.

Outside the Ancient Void Battlefield, the geniuses had already left the Grand Void Manor. Only the grand warriors were still waiting in the quiet yard.

"It has been a few months. Is Darren too silly to beg for mercy? Is he dead?" a grand warrior asked impatiently.

"Humph. Calvert, why do you expect him to come out alive? He belongs to my alliance. Even if he gets some Primitive Stones, you will take no advantage of him," another grand warrior, Chad, sternly said with a smug look on his face.

"Chad, are you going to keep everything to yourself? I can't agree to that,” a grand warrior added. "Shame on you! You never regarded Darren's prospects favorably. Now you attempt to grab the treasures he gets!" The only woman grand warrior in the group exposed her disdain for them. "Chad, what I am cultivating is the Ice Domain, which is not in conflict with your cultivation rules. Don't forget my share then.”

"Of course," raising his eyebrows, Chad replied. "You can certainly have your share only if you exchange it with something of sufficient value.”

"You beast!" Hearing the condition from Chad, the woman's face clouded with anger at once.

"I don't think now is the right time to fight over the Primitive Stones. Who can go and check up on Darren's situation? If he had already died, we don't have to wait any longer,” one of the grand warriors advised.

All the other grand warriors knew that ten days outside equaled to three years in the Ancient Void Battlefield. So far, several decades had passed in the Ancient Void Battlefield, and it seemed that Darren was fraught with grim possibilities. Either that was the reason, or maybe he just spent much time in cultivation instead.

"Ah, got it. How about we invite the lord of the Grand Void Manor to ask the guardian about Darren's situation?" raising his voice, one of the grand warriors proposed.

"I don't think we should bother the Lord of Void with this minor instance. What if he gets angry? What should we do then?" another grand warrior protested.

"What a coward! I'm tired of waiting here. I will go and ask," unwilling to adhere to other warriors’ suggestions, Brian prodded.

As his words trailed off, he disappeared from the yard in a flash.

The rest of the grand warriors waited anxiously in the yard. After a long while, Brian returned with a decadent look on his face.

"How is everything going? What have you learned? How about Darren?" Several grand warriors gathered around him and started asking questions.

Not answering their queries, Brian just shook his head and softly sighed with a disappointed look. "Did he die?" Chad asked eagerly, impatient to have his question answered. He cared about Darren's situation most among the grand warriors because the rules said that the Primitive Stones contributed by Darren were not available to be used by other grand warriors. Thus, they dared not violate the regulation set by the Lord of Void.

Despite the anticipation from Chad and other grand warriors, Brian still shook his head and didn't disclose anything.

"Give me ten Primitive Stones, and you will know," with an air of authority, Brian demanded. Chad was so nervous hearing that which made him nearly fall. He had never expected that even now, Brian was in the mood of blackmailing his treasures.

"You wish! I will ask the Lord of Void myself," Chad said as he turned his back and prepared to leave. "Do whatever you like. The Lord of Void has closed himself behind the door to cultivate. Are you sure you are going to bother him? You know you are courting death if you would do that,” Brian crowed, cocking his head slightly. Deep inside, he was secretly pleased that he just arrived there at the last moment.

All the other grand warriors carefully released their spiritual sense to detect the aura of the Lord of Void. Without sensing his aura, they confirmed that he had really been immersed in his cultivation. Having realized the truth behind Brian's statement and made up his mind, Chad finally said, "Deal! If you offer me the detailed information about Darren, you will have ten Primitive Stones!"

"Well, he is..." Cutting short what he was about to say, Brian paused deliberately to puzzle the others.

"Fuck! Say it, or I will kill you!" a grand warrior echoed. All the other grand warriors couldn't help scolding him for letting them wait.