Lord Of Martial Arts

"Master Fernando, fly this way. There's a space shortcut there!"

the winged-tiger said after a while, pointing at a dark cloud in their path.

"It's okay. We don't have to hurry. Even though I'm injured, I'm sure that fiend won't be able to catch up to us that fast," answered Fernando. He looked calm as he flew beside them, but the truth was that his badly injured body was on the verge of collapse.

"What—? No way! The Fiend Ancestor is coming!"

The winged-tiger was about to praise Fernando when his eyes widened in shock. A mass of demonic clouds was rolling from behind, only about tens of thousands of kilometers away from them.

"Damn it! How did he get here so fast?"

Seeing that the Fiend Ancestor was gaining on them quickly, Fernando pushed his battered limbs to hold on. He went faster and raced toward the dark cloud that the winged-tiger spotted, with Darren and the others at his heels.

Boom! Boom!

Explosions suddenly broke the space behind them, barely missing them by a few feet. It looked like the Fiend Ancestor had attacked with his fiend power from afar.

"Let me resist it!" shouted Scott.

Then, with a wave of his palm, the cyan dragon blood aura rushed out and collided with the fiend power.

Dragons and fiends were natural enemies, but this pair was unusual because of the imbalance in their relationship. Typical natural enemies could restrict each other, but that wasn't true for dragons and fiends. The dragon blood aura was especially good at confining the fiend power, while the fiend power could do nothing against it.

Thus, Scott's dragon blood aura destroyed the Fiend Ancestor's fiend

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ger like it was dirt stuck on his shoes.

The winged-tiger was so enraged that he wanted to rush over to attack the Fiend Ancestor, but Darren quickly reached out a hand to stop him.

"Ha-ha! There's no need for that, Fiend Ancestor. Just tell me what you want. As long as you don't go too far, I'd like to have one more friend and one less enemy." Darren knew very well that the Fiend Ancestor must be playing a trick on him. So he just went along with his words, all the while looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Good! I like dealing with smart guys like you. Let me go straight to the point then. I want to come with you to the Illusion Spirit Sea, and we can look for Naylor together. When we find him, you have to leave him to me. I promise that I will not be an enemy of your human race in the future," answered the Fiend Ancestor.

That was the second time that the Fiend Ancestor mentioned Naylor, so Darren could not help but wonder who he was. But, of course, he couldn't ask the Fiend Ancestor directly, or the Fiend Ancestor would find out he was lying.

"Naylor is terribly powerful. Even if you find him, how can you subdue him?" Darren asked subtly.

"Humph! A chief god had already suppressed him in the Illusion Spirit Sea, and he has long lost his previous fighting power. Why can't I subdue him?" snorted the Fiend Ancestor.

"If you are so sure, then I don't care about anything else. We have a deal." As soon as the words fell from Darren's lips, a flash of triumph glinted in the Fiend Ancestor's cold eyes.

"Ha-ha, human, I am beginning to appreciate you more and more. I hope we can cooperate in harmony."