Lord Of Martial Arts

Darren's cultivation base had reached a somewhat mysterious level. He couldn't even be sure whether he reached the Supreme God Realm or not.

However, one thing was for certain. His strength had never grown so fast in his entire life.

Darren recalled his aura around him and leisurely strolled out of the cave with a newfound grace in his steps.

At this moment, he was clad in a purple robe, and his jet-black hair cascaded down his back. His slender body and handsome face subtly glowed under the sunlight, as he came forward with a serene, natural expression.

Despite the calm he exuded, all the kings' hearts were pounding. They felt as though the world was about to collapse.

They exchanged panicked, uncertain glances, for they were at a loss. None of them knew what would happen next, but it would undoubtedly be horrifying.

"Kaiser, didn't you say that you would kill me earlier? I remember you also mentioned taking my Chief God Character. Well then, what are you waiting for? Do it!"

Darren took to the air, stopped a few feet from the kings, and looked down at them with stormy eyes. His face displayed a stony expression, but his eyes held a certain depth to them that could drive people mad.

"I have no choice! I am the Death Chief God's servant, and I have to do as he says," murmured Kaiser pitifully.

His vision has suddenly grown blurry, graying out and spinning in turns.

"All right. I will give you a choice. You can either serve me as my slave or die," declared Darren. Although his voice was light and nonchalant, it held an invisible power that seemed to

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d. The roaring blood waves were filled with resentment, and it was likely that these feelings would remain for a thousand years or more.

"Jalen, let's get out of here!" called out Darren.

He glanced towards his companion, who had collapsed about dozens of kilometers away. The violent trembling force earlier had downed him and his knees were bleeding as well.

Fortunately, he was protected by a stream of god's power at this critical moment, and it saved his life.

Jalen approached Darren eagerly with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

After a few moments, he seemed to get over his shock and patted Darren on the shoulder excitedly. "I can't believe it! You are so powerful that you killed dozens of kings with a single flick of your hand."

"Calm down. I am still much weaker than the chief gods, so I still need to keep improving myself." Darren gestured at Jalen dismissively, even as a shy smile pulled at the corners of his mouth.

"You know, since the day I was born, I have been a humble Defiant Master. I was always afraid and had to keep on hiding just to stay safe. I didn't expect that I would become so successful, and now, I have even befriended a future chief god. Cheers! Indeed, the heavens are always watching!" Jalen looked up at the sky as his eyes twinkled with unshed tears. He passionately yelled out all the resentment that had accumulated for thousands of years, his gratefulness winning out in the end.

Darren was speechless. 'If the heavens are always watching, then you should be careful not to be struck to death by thunder!' he thought wryly.