Lord Of Martial Arts

The Holy Shura Ancestor's hatred and killing intent helped Darren break through the barrier and rise to the upper-level of the Deputy God Realm.

To him, an entirely new world had opened up.

As his realm improved, so had Darren's God Characters and his overall strength.

Swoosh!

The Holy Shura Ancestor made the first move. With dark red god's power coiled around his colossal palm, he raised his hand and slapped Darren.

Boom!

It was like the first big bang. The universe seemed to shake under the impact, cracks filling the entire primitive void. It vibrated so violently that even masters of other races outside the primitive void felt it.

Masters at the ancestor level from dozens of races raised their heads and looked at the primitive void.

"Who is in battle? There are very strong fluctuations."

"It's that Shura!"

"What is he doing? Is he about to attack our world?"

Even at a distance, these masters still felt uneasy.

Crack!

Under such tremendous pressure, the void beneath Darren's feet began to crack.

Darren raised his head, forms of swords and blad

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of their dignity.

Darren suddenly laughed and continued, "Look at you! You think you can lord your power over us all?

But the truth is, you're slinking away with your tail between your legs. Even the leaders of some small races see you for the coward you are."

Darren's words had the Holy Shura Ancestor shaking with fury.

"Go to hell!"

he roared, and the dark red Shura Force swept out fiercely.

Smack!

The void began to quiver again. Thousands of palm shadows went after the masters.

"Argh!"

"Damnation! He has gone mad!"

"Run!"

A dozen or so of them were killed on the spot.

"It didn't take much for you to lose your temper. You are not worthy of fighting me. In fact, I'll be magnanimous enough to allow you to take your own life with dignity," Darren continued to taunt.

The Shura turned around, his eyes glowing gold.

"Great master, please hear the most loyal prayer from a humble slave, grant me your god's power.

Let me destroy this lowly Defiant Master for you."

Finally, the Holy Shura Ancestor was asking the chief god for his god's power.