Chapter 895 Return To The Sacred Pce


    The two old blue-skinned men were interrogating Chaz.


    "When I saw him, he was already dead," Chaz tried to exin.


    "Humph, I haven''t seen you for a few days. You tried to run away when you saw us just now. You must


    have a guilty conscience. Did you kill him?"


    The two old men pretended to care about the Misty Emperor even though secretly, they didn''t care


    whether he was alive or not.


    However, they intended to kill Chaz. Since the Misty Emperor was dead, there was no need for his men


    to survive.


    "I..." Chaz felt the tension in the air. It seemed there was nothing he could say to get him out of this


    situation.


    "Kill him!" one of the old blue-skinned men shouted. He thrust his palm towards Chaz''s forehead.


    Frightened, Chaz attempted to block the blow. He became nervous. He was not strong enough to take


    on both men at once. They also knew how to suppress him. After all, they were the ones who


    resurrected him.


    Whoosh!


    A shadow appeared and the head of one of the men fell to the ground.


    The other blue-skinned man stared in shock and began walking backwards.


    The shadow struck again. This time, his hand grabbed the old man''s throat. The shadow held him up


    by the neck.


    "Who are you?" the old man sputtered.


    "Hey. Darren!" Chaz called out with excitement.


    Darren stood there, glowing with the formidable aura of a holy emperor.


    "You... You are a half-step emperor at the top level?" The old man was terrified. He never thought that


    this human boy would have that kind of frightening strength.


    "What do you want?"


    "Cut the crap! Take us out of here or you will die!" Darren shouted coldly.


    "You two?" The old blue-skinned man nced at Chaz.


    "Yes. I got rid of the Misty Emperor''s control with Darren''s help." Chazughed and punched the old


    man in the stomach.


    The old man winced in pain and his vision swam. His anger began to build.


    "I killed the Misty Emperor! If you had any brains at all, you would open the passage right now!" Chaz


    roared.


    "Humph! You can kill me if you want, but you can''t get out of here." The old blue-skinned man stuck out


    his chin in defiance.


    "Fine. I''ll kill you!" Darren''s eyes burned brightly.


    The old man paused and studied Darren. He did not seem to be bluffing.


    "Don''t! Don''t kill me. I will let you go," he cried out.


    "Don''t pretend to be tough!" Chaz threw a few more punches at him.


    "Stop! I can''t keep the strength of a half-step emperor for long. If the other blue-skinned men came to


    his aid, we will be in trouble!" Darren sent a telepathic message to Chaz.


    Darren had just absorbed a drop of bright red liquid, so his strength would onlyst for a few minutes.


    He could feel it disappearing so it was incredibly important that they be able to leave already.


    "Okay, let''s go."


    Soon, they came to the passage. They encountered some low-level blue-skinned men on the way. All


    of them were killed by Chaz.


    "Open it now!" Chaz urged.


    "I am hurt. I can''t open it," the old man said, trying to stall them.


    "You old bastard! Don''t even try to fool us! You are just physically injured. Your soul is fine. I''ll kill you if


    you dy us any longer!" Chaz fumed. He was so angry he ripped off one of the old man''s arms.


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    "Argh!" The old man writhed in pain. He nced up at Darren and Chaz.


    "y tricks and you will only suffer more!" Darren shouted coldly.


    "I won''t do that again."


    Whimpering, the old blue-skinned man got up and whispered an incantation. Suddenly, the ck vortex


    opened.


    Holding the old blue-skinned man''s other arm, Darren flew out with Chaz.


    "I have helped you get out of here. Please let me go!"


    Darren ignored his pleas.


    An hourter, he arrived outside the Space-time Pce.


    "Get out of my sight!" Darren threw the old blue-skinned man to the ground.


    The man quickly got up and scampered away.


    Crack!


    In a sh, lightning struck down the man and he erupted into pieces. Chaz had attacked him.


    Darren was calm when he saw this, which surprised Chaz. "Why didn''t you ask me why I killed him?"


    Chaz asked.


    Darren smiled. "He deserved to die. It doesn''t matter whether he was killed by you or me."


    "Ha! It turns out that you were not going to let him go." Chazughed and flew away with Darren.


    Green mountains peeked between the clouds.


    That was human territory. Darren and Chaz soon arrived at the Sacred Pce.


    After theynded, Chandler and Luther dashed up. They thought some powerful enemies wereing.


    "It''s Darren!"


    When they saw Darren, both of them were overjoyed. But when they saw Chaz beside Darren, they


    were stunned.


    Why did a four-tribtion junior holy warriore with Darren?


    They began to release powerful killing intent.


    Strictly speaking, however, they were no match for Chaz.


    "Please don''t hurt him. This is Chaz, a human tribtion holy warrior who was revived by the people of


    the Space-time Pce. We are friends now," Darren exined.


    "Nice to meet you." Chaz saluted.


    "I see. Since you are Darren''s friend, you are wee here. This way, please." Chandler did not care


    about why Darren made friends with this tribtion holy warrior. He was just happy that such a


    powerful person decided to join them.


    Darren and others took their seats in the great hall.


    "How did you manage to escape, Darren?" Chandler asked.


    "It''s a long story. Here, I will transfer it to you." Darren condensed what he had been through into a


    spiritual sense and impressed it upon their minds.


    After watching Darren''s memories, both men widened their eyes.


    "You actually have the strength of a half-step emperor?" Chandler suddenly stood up, giddy with


    excitement.


    "Ahem." Darren coughed, a little embarrassed. "Not really. I managed to do it by some special means.


    But now, I almost have used up my chances to get that power."


    "That''s very impressive. You are truly the greatest!" Chandler said, grinning from ear to ear.


    Darren smiled back. "By the way, where is Lord Donald? Where has he been?"


    "Oh." Chandler scratched his head and said, "We were worried about you so we finally decided to


    summon the four greatest holy warriors to save you. Now, Lord Donald is using the lord token in the


    secret room. We should probably stop him."


    The four greatest holy warriors were the greatest trump cards of the Sacred Pce. They were never


    to fight unless all other methods had been exhausted.


    Darren learned this after listening to Chandler.


    Darren was very moved when he learned that people of the Sacred Pce would use their trump cards


    to save him and hispanions. Obviously, the people of the Sacred Pce valued them a lot.


    Later, Chandler sent a message to Lord Donald, telling him that Darren had alreadye back. When


    Lord Donald heard the news, he stopped summoning the four greatest holy warriors.


    "By the way, where are the others?" Chandler asked Darren.


    Darren used his spiritual sense to open his Space Ring and suddenly, Scott and all the others fell to the


    ground as if they were dead.