Lord Of Martial Arts

"Naylor! What the hell are you hesitating for? Just let us in, or I swear you're going to regret it!" Darren hurriedly sent Naylor a message through his spiritual sense. The current situation was very dire and urgent that he didn't have the luxury to wait any longer.

However, to his dismay, Naylor continued to ignore him.

"Where do you think you're going, brat? You're doomed!" the island leader roared furiously as he attacked Darren.

Swoosh!

Immediately after, his huge hand swept over, creating a violent windstorm that was about to tear Darren apart.

At this moment, Fernando was still being suppressed by several powerful forces, so he couldn't be of any help to Darren.

As the windstorm wreaked havoc, the space was destroyed, darkness filled the area, and the smell of death was closing in on Darren.

Under the immense pressure, Darren felt that his body might explode at any moment.

Then, suddenly, a beam of light flashed in front of him. At the same time, the black vortex in the distance released a strange force that swept everyone.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed. Everyone that was supposed to be on the island was transferred to another space. This was actually the space that Naylor had been suppressed.

"This is your last chance to survive. Make the most out of it because you won't get another one!" Finally, Naylor responded to Darren and brought them into this space.

"Phew! What took you so long?" Darren was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Naylor gave in and compromised to let them in because he was also too eager to get out of the restraints.

"Fernando, Scott, do you hear me

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h every impact it inflicted, the chief god's power within the divine chains would be reduced a little.

After receiving numerous attacks, the chief god's power was brought down to about eighty percent.

"Finally, I can get out of here. Just a little bit more…" Naylor murmured to himself with great excitement.

With his strength, as long as the chief god's power in the divine chains was reduced to sixty percent, he could already break out of them and get out of the suppression.

To say the least, even if the chief god's power that was suppressing him now was no longer reduced, he could gradually disintegrate the chains little by little, and would be finally out in a million years.

Meanwhile, since the joint attacks of the seventy-two island masters of the Illusion Spirit Sea were still rendered useless in the face of the iron chains, they were left dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on?! What is that thing made of?"

"Impossible! Are those iron chains a weapon owned by a god?" Some of the island masters were panic-stricken that they wanted to know the explanation behind the power of the indestructible chains.

"This is getting out of hand. We have to inform the Blood Lineage Palace right now before things get even worse," the Holy Lord of the Di Clan remarked as his voice almost trembled.

"Yes, Holy Lord. The emissary of the Blood Lineage Palace came to you first, and so you must have a way to contact him. Please send him a message as soon as possible."

Everyone was flabbergasted by the sudden turn of events. They had to immediately report this event to their superior, or they would be in huge trouble.