Lord Of Martial Arts

The sooner they would be able to battle with their rivals, the better it would be. Ordinary people would have found this to be a hard pill to swallow.

However, this was not the case for Yahya. It was not his goal to kill Darren. Rather, he wanted to seek the truth.

In order to achieve his goal, he couldn't kill Darren while he was stronger than him. Otherwise, all his effort would be for nothing.

"No, let him grow stronger. I will just put a little pressure on him."

"That's... You should think twice before you answer me, Yahya," the old ape said. Deep down, the ape thought that Darren would be the one to kill Yahya because he had the potential to do so.

"I have thought it over," Yahya replied nonchalantly. "I will go now. You two wait for me to come back," Yahya said, turning to leave.

In the Primitive Tribe

Darren was still immersed in his cultivation. The cultivation of his Shura Force had reached its peak, which braced him to endure the next thunder punishment.

After preparing himself, Darren flew to a deserted island.

As a four-tribulation junior holy warrior, his strength now was at the peak. He could trigger the thunder punishment without the use of the stones.

"Come on!"

Darren released the most powerful energy he could muster. Clouds surged in the sky as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

For a moment, the sky went dark. It seemed that the thunder punishment was ready.

"Well, you are growing fast."

At that moment, a purple figure appeared above Darren. The figure's appearance gave Darren a jolt.

He reminded Darren of his avatar—especially the ethereal aura he gave off.

The figure gave Darren a sense of familiarity.

"Yahya?" Darren studied the young man's handsome face.

"Yes, it's me. I haven't seen you in a long time." It seemed like power oozed out of every fiber of his body. He exuded the aura of a holy emperor.

"You...You have become a holy emperor!"

Although Darren couldn't believe it, he could sense that Yahya's power was, indeed, that of a holy emperor's.

"Yes, I'm a holy emperor now."

"That's amazing!" D

orn... But, I've changed my mind," Yahya said, pursing his lips.

"What do you mean?"

Yahya turned his back to Darren. "Do you remember what got us into this feud in the first place? It's because of that beautiful woman. She still isn't mine."

"You!" Anger boiled in Darren's heart. "Leave her alone. This is between you and me. You said that you want to kill me because you want her, but I think you're just looking for excuses to kill me. You may never admit to that, but it's the truth."

"No, you are wrong. I want her. She is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. I have never forgotten her, even after all these years. Now, I will hold her in my arms and watch you as you fall to your demise," Yahya said, flashing a cruel smile.

"Ha!" Darren laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Are you going insane?" Yahya said.

"I'm not stupid. You are. Hailey is just a friend. You can do whatever you want with her. I won't care. It won't hurt me at all," Darren said. He tried his best to make himself appear calm.

"Really?" At that moment, Yahya turned his head and looked in the other direction. His eyes glimmered.

"Miss Hailey Yao, did you hear that?" As Yahya spoke, a beautiful figure slowly flew out of the forest.

When she landed in front of Darren, she looked at him and her eyes began to fill with tears. Her hands shook as she absorbed what she had heard, and she wept.