Chapter 967 The Starry Tower Appeared


    Could Yahya have other powerful abilities?


    Darren knew he had nothing to fear because he had two ancient tribtion holy warriors.


    "Manfred, Justin, heed my orders!" Darrenmanded.


    "Of course, Master." The two cupped their hands in servitude, awaiting their orders.


    "Kill him, quickly."


    "Understood!"


    A powerful aura erupted from both their bodies, causing a rumble in the space around them.


    The shaking caused the stones around the canyon to roll and dust to hang over the sky. Thousands of


    birds began flying in the air in fear.


    Yahya gritted his teeth in frustration.


    "Master, please help me! I''m about to be killed!" he cried out.


    "Master?" Darren was stunned. He began to look around as he pondered. The Tiger Cat had told him


    that the holy emperor had three masters and they were three gods from outer space!


    Darren thought to himself, ''If his masters reallye, I''m doomed. These two revived holy warriors


    with me are worthless inparison.''


    A buzzing noise suddenly sped through.


    Ripples began to form in the air until a man''s phantom emerged, momentster. He was wearing armor


    and held a piercing gaze right at Darren.


    "How dare you threaten my disciple?" the phantom bellowed. His cold voice echoed throughout the


    space.


    The voice came down like thunder, shaking the two ancient senior holy warriors. A cold sweat came


    down their bodies in fear.


    "He wanted to kill me. Why can''t I kill him?" Darren asked.


    "Don''t try to argue with me, boy. I''ll give you one chance to get out of my sight. Otherwise, I''ll kill you!"


    the phantom shouted.


    "Master, please don''t let him go," Yahya begged anxiously.


    "Silence," the phantom snapped. Yahya immediately recoiled in fear. He knew better than to speak


    another word.


    Darren hesitated for a moment. Something didn''t feel right.


    "Master, I don''t think that phantom is as powerful as it looks. How about I size him up?" Manfred told


    Darren through spiritual sense.


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    Darren heard this and got the same idea. If this person was really that powerful, why would he let them


    off the hook so easily? It was definitely a bluff!


    "Go ahead and try," Darren replied curtly.


    With that, Manfred lunged at them with an unstoppable momentum.


    The other revived warrior then shielded Darren and Hailey with his strong power. If he didn''t, the


    shockwave could have killed them.


    "Go to hell!"


    Manfred growled. as lightning crackled around his hands.


    The vast amount of his power seemed to attract thunder tribtions.


    His powers crackled and zapped as he sped through the air right to the phantom.


    Manfred''s power turned into numerous palm shadows and smashed against the enemy with a


    deafening boom.


    "You''re too weak!" cackled the phantom.


    A gleam of golden light suddenly zipped through the air, avoiding the palm shadows. It shot straight into


    Manfred.


    "He''s too powerful!"


    Darren marveled at the golden light. It was like a power that could transcend all other forces.


    Witnessing this power, Darren was reminded of the godly dragon''s aura he had assimted.


    A gust of wind whistled through the air as the golden light pierced through Manfred.


    If he hadn''t turned away, his heart would have been skewered. Even with his quick thinking, the right


    half of his body had still been smashed into pieces.


    Manfred fell to the ground, gravely injured. He felt like close to his death.


    The ancient tribtion holy warrior was almost killed with just one blow. To their despair, the shadow


    wasn''t bluffing at all. He was indeed powerful!


    Darren took out a small dark-spirit crystal from his Space Ring and threw it onto Manfred.


    The dark-spirit crystal managed to keep Manfred alive, and he staggered back to safety.


    ''It seems that now is not the right time to kill this rival, '' Darren thought. He was too naive. Yahya was


    set to be a holy emperor, and he would surely have the powerful means to protect himself.


    Yahya was still so young, but he already had the help of a god from outer space. This was an


    opportunity only few could experience.


    "Master, allow me to fight!" Justin requested, waiting at Darren''s side.


    "No, you''re no match for him. We must retreat," Darren said firmly.


    He was certain the golden power the phantom wielded would kill Justin in an instant.


    "Yes, Master."


    As Darren turned to escape, a cold voice bellowed once again.


    "It''s toote for you to leave now."


    Darren could feel the murderous intent in the voice''s tone from behind him. The phantom had no


    intention of letting Darren go freely.


    He already spoiled his chance at freedom once. Why would he deserve another one?


    "Master, it seems we have to fight!"


    Darren and the others froze from the strong force that engulfed them. Escape was useless, at this


    point.


    "Are you going back on your words?" Darren said.


    "You had your chance. I will not take your insult lightly. This ce will be your graveyard!" the phantom


    said coldly.


    "That''s bullshit! You''re the one who''s going to die here!" shouted Justin, boldly.


    All of a sudden, a sword appeared in Justin''s hand. He transformed into a shadow and bolted towards


    the phantom.


    He raised his sword to the sky and many ancient rules began to fall into his sword.


    "Godly Destruction Strike!"


    In a sh, countless swords floated in the air, piercing through the void.


    The swords came raining down with a great boom.


    Countless divine swords shot at the shadow like a great torrent.


    "Die!"


    The phantom could care less. With a straight face, he stretched out a single finger and released a


    massive golden force towards the torrent of swords.


    One by one the swords collided with the force.


    They all exploded into nothingness with ease.


    The golden power broke through and sped right at Justin.


    "Damn it! He''s dead meat!" Darren was frightened. He couldn''t allow both of his subordinates to die like


    this.


    Their deaths also meant that he and Hailey would also be doomed.


    ''What should I do?'' he asked himself, filled with self-doubt.


    Darren suddenly recalled what the Tiger Cat had said.


    When the Tiger Cat introduced his master to Darren, he mentioned that his master''s three masters


    were gods. The Tiger Cat also mentioned that those three gods were servants of Lord Starry Sword.


    ording to the Tiger Cat''s description, the Lord Starry Sword had ck and white sword eyes!


    From recalling this memory, Darren remembered his own master—the previous owner of the Starry


    Tower!


    If Darren''s guess was right, this meant his master was the master of those three gods. If he revealed


    his identity, would the phantom in front of him dare cross him? Darren had an idea.


    At this moment, the golden power only missed Justin by a hairline.


    Knowing this was hisst shot, Darren shouted, "Starry Tower,e out!"


    Darren now was the owner of the Starry Tower!


    A great rumble echoed into the space.


    Suddenly, the golden tower appeared in all its splendor.


    "Hey man, as you can see, my master is the Lord Starry Sword. How dare you try and kill me?" Darren


    boasted.


    The phantom''s eyes clouded over with fear when he saw the Starry Tower descending from the sky. He


    tried to keep his strong front, but his cold and ruthless expression began to falter at the sight.


    "The aura of the master! It''s impossible, impossible!" the phantom murmured. He could not believe his


    eyes.