Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 788 Powerful Men In History

Without the protection of Finley's Spatial Rule, Darren's spiritual sense could not penetrate the space and see what was happening on the battlefield.

Moments later, the dispersed power became more and more violent. Darren and Elsa had to retreat. Time passed slowly. Each second felt like a hundred years.

"How is the battle going?" Darren wondered.

"You care too much," a voice spoke out flatly.

Darren and Elsa both whirled around.

Out of the darkness stepped out a handsome, young man, his long hair flying in the wind. He stared at them with his piercing eyes.

“Luther.” Darren was a little surprised.

On the day that Luther fought with Darren's Rule Soul Avatar, Luther lost. Darren did not expect to find him at the Lothlann Continent.

"How did you find me?" Darren asked.

"It was not my intention to look for you. The Lothlann Continent is my hometown. I returned just now, because I sensed a disturbance in the atmosphere. I came to see what was happening and I am surprised as well to see you here.

With the strength of your avatar, he will be able to join the fight. What are you worrying about?” Luther sounded calm, but his words were like a sharp sword cutting through the air.

Under the pressure of the strong sword intent, Darren and Elsa felt very uncomfortable since the two of them were also sword cultivators

"You won't understand how my avatar works," Darren replied quickly. "Can you help me save those humans?" he ventured.

“No, I won't,"

Luther replied sharply.

"Darren, who is he?" Elsa had no idea why this man was here and why Darren knew him

"He's... an acquaintance of mine."

“Alright.”

Darren fixed his gaze on Luther.

"It's not that I don't want to help. It's just that my return has alerted someone, and I don't want him to find me,” Luther explained.

"Who?" Darren didn’t understand. "You are so powerful. Is there anyone in the Lothlann Continent who can go up against you?"

Luther rolled his eyes and scoffed, "You clearly don't know much. My cultivation level is indeed very powerful, but there are many people who are stronger than me. They just have chosen to hide themselves and haven't come to challenge me.

I just don't know the extent of their power, but I know that they are extremely powerful."

After saying that, Luther fixed his gaze on the void and looked towards the battlefield.

Darren was silent.

The Lothlann Continent had existed for over a hundred million years. It had gone through so much but still it was standing tall. Truly, there was more than meets the eye.

A few moments had passed when Darren suddenly spoke up. "There was a saying that after Hiram the Great died, this world no longer had a holy emperor. Is there anyone really as powerful as you claim if he doesn't have the capacity to become a holy emperor?”

Even the Primitive Emperor was not a real holy emperor. He was just a soul as powerful as a holy emperor.

Luther looked at Darren, his eyes sparkling. For the first time since their conversation began, Luther laughed. "Is your avatar a holy emperor? Is he weaker than me? He is not a holy emperor, but he can also defeat me. As for the two people on the battlefield, one is learning the Killing Cultivation while the other is cultivating both blade and sword skills just like you. They are both inferior holy warriors.

However, when it comes to their fighting power, they can fight against a new senior holy warrior. What if they have reached the senior Holy Realm? You, when you improve your strength, will not be weaker than them.

You have to know that there are only thousands of years between you and them. Those thousands of years are not worth mentioning throughout the long history. Do you really think that everyone who is as strong as you or is even stronger in the past hundreds of thousands of years has already died? *

Luther's words hit Darren's heart like a hammer.

In the years that had passed, so many talented people had grown and developed their skills. Some of them might have died, but some of them might also still be alive.

Perhaps most of them had chosen to hide from society and cultivate alone, just like the Roc Demon Emperor. Moreover, they had been gone for a much longer time than the Roc Demon Emperor. "Where are they?" Darren could not help asking.

"As far as I know, there are four of them. One is hiding in the void and meditating among the stars. Another is hiding in the West Sea Extreme Abyss. The third has buried himself hundreds of kilometers underground, resting in the lava surrounding the earth's core. As for the fourth, he is hiding in the most unexpected place,” Luther said.

"The Raksa Sea?" Darren guessed.

A strange gleam flashed in Luther's eyes. He shook his head and said, "The relic of the Raksa Sea is very unusual. It has been said that there are powerful beings residing there. But the fourth man I was talking about has been lurking in the forbidden areas—the places where the body parts of the first fiend ancestor from outer space are suppressed. Do you know about that?"

Thump.

Darren's heart skipped a beat.

Elsa's expression changed as well.

"How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. You're still not thinking properly, and you don't know much, either.” Luther added, "A long time ago, during the battle between Hiram the Great and the first fiend ancestor, the Lothlann Continent was on the verge of splitting. However, with the help of the witcher ancestor, the fiend was defeated. The Lothlann Continent is divided into three worlds. We are standing in the Medium Spiritual World right now. As for the Upper Spiritual World, well, no one knows where it is. It's said that only the Upper Spiritual World can turn a man into a genuine holy emperor.”

Luther rubbed his chin. "Did you know compared to Hiram the Great, the Primitive Emperor is nothing but an ant? Yet, Hiram the Great is not even worth mentioning in the course of history. Many powerful men reside in the Upper Spiritual World but none of them are as popular as Hiram the Great,"

Luther said.

"How do you know so much?"

Darren was very curious. Luther had disappeared for many years, but he seemed to have a vast knowledge of the things that had happened in his hometown.

"My master told me about these things. Of course, you can't guess who he is and I'm not about to tell you, either.”

Boom.

In the void, the wave became more violent. Radiant light illuminated hundreds of kilometers, even reaching where Darren and Elsa stood.

"Luther, can you tell me what's happening on the battlefield?” Darren felt extremely restless when he felt the energy.

"The one from the Dragon Blood Clan was defeated.” Luther turned to look at the spot where Kirk fell.

"The demonic monster already had traces of the mighty holy emperor power. He belongs to the top senior holy warriors. Even if I fight with all my strength, I'm afraid that both sides will lose. It's impossible for them to survive at the Roc Demon Emperor's hand," Luther added.

"No!" Darren's heart sank.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh.

Suddenly, Finley tore through space. He appeared beside Darren and with him was an old man. "Huh!"

Finley and the old man both looked at Luther in surprise.

"Nice to see you again, sir." Darren saluted to the old man.

Although Elsa did not know the old man, she also gave him a salute.

"Long time no see, Darren. Go and save your friends now," the old man said. Finley had already filled him in.

"Yes." Darren nodded and prepared himself.

"Darren, you can't force him back!" Luther reminded Darren. "Even if there are two holy rule cultivators here, you will not succeed in forcing the demonic monster back. They are only junior holy warriors."

"I have heard all this talk about the impossible, but I have proven time and time again that the impossible can be challenged.” With that, Darren flew and called people to fight by his side at the center of the battlefield.

Luther's eyes stared into the space and he was lost in thought.