Talented Martial Hero

Chapter 1566 Evil Lord Amias

"Mr. Lu, you are too polite,"

Darren commented courteously.

Satchel just laughed. But he was secretly discerning Darren and his companions with his spiritual

sense. Sure enough, three of them had the divine bodies that various ancient clans would fight for. That

was why Satchel decided to treat them more courteously.

To show his respect, he didn't take the seat of honor when he sat down.

"Elder Graham, I've heard that Chayton from the Scale Sense Cave came here and caused trouble and

you have caught him. Is that true?" Satchel asked the old man.

"Yes, sir. He is now in prison. But actually, it was they who suppressed him," the old man replied,

referring to Darren and the others.

"We are in a tricky situation," Satchel said with a frown.

"Chayton is a good friend of Cyrus Guan. If Cyrus Guan finds out that we imprisoned Chayton, he will

definitely get angry. He will rush over here and demand that we release Chayton. But we can't let

Chayton go either. If we do, he will definitely collude with Cyrus Guan to take revenge on us."

For Satchel, they were in big trouble.

Cyrus Guan was someone not easy to deal with. After all, he was at the top level of the Fate Realm,

and his strength was extraordinary.

"Mr. Lu, it seems that we have caused you trouble," Darren said and stood up.

"Of course not. The Scale Sense Cave has always been hostile to our Horn Mountain. Sooner or later,

a fight will still break out even if you are not here. If Cyrus Guan comes, I will have a life-and-death

battle with him."

Satchel would rather fight with Cyrus Guan to death than lose these valuable talents in front of him.

"Satchel, come out and see me!"

All of a sudden, a fierce roar made the hall tremble.

"Speak of the devil. Elder Graham, gather the masters of the sect. Let's fight together against him."

Satchel then waved his sleeve and rushed out of the hall first.

"Let's go there too."

Darren and his companions also quickly rushed out.

Cyrus Guan was outside the gate. He wore a black suit of armor and held a trident in his hand, looking

somewhat domineering.

"That man is quite determined to fight,"

Lord Feng commented. At first glance, he already felt that Cyrus Guan had strange Archean

belligerence.

"Cyrus Guan! How dare you break the rules of the Three Mountains and Seven Caves by breaking into

our sect!" Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Satchel shouted as he flew over in front of Cyrus Guan.

"What rules are you talking about? You must be courting death! I want you to release Chayton now and

kneel down to apologize. Otherwise, I will flatten your mountain."

"I dare you! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Well, let's see after we fight," Cyrus Guan sneered.

Boom!

Without hesitation, Cyrus Guan rushed over to Satchel with his trident.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Satchel fought against Cyrus Guan with a pair of black iron gloves.

"Archean cultivators focus more on the physical strength than on the intent,"

Lord Starry Sword deduced after watching the battle for a while.

"Yes. Unlike us, who usually use our god's power to attack our enemies, they use their physical power

directly. They prefer wrapping their Archean power on their bodies or weapons to exchange blows,"

Lord Feng agreed with a nod.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At this moment, three dull tolls resounded throughout the whole world.

Puff!

Puff!

Satchel and Cyrus Guan, who were still fighting, spat a mouthful of blood.

"What is that?"

Darren asked. Even he was also affected by the sounds. He felt a dull pain in his chest and dizziness.

Whoosh!

While everyone was still terrified, a colorful light rushed into the sky from afar and illuminated the whole

land.

Clang!

Another toll and the earth trembled. Everyone who soared into the sky fell at once.

Boom! Boom!

The earth suddenly cracked and spread tens of kilometers. In an instant, a colorful flower appeared

from the light and floated in the air.

"Ha-ha! It has finally opened. The relic of Valiant Realm warriors has opened. I have been waiting for

this for eighty years."

A thirty-foot strong figure suddenly emerged in the air and laughed.

"It turns out the relic has opened."

"That's the relic of the Valiant Realm warriors. Indeed, the legend is true. There is really a relic of the

Valiant Realm warriors here."

"Is that Evil Lord Amias? He is a powerful warrior at the Mysterious Sanskrit Realm. Even he has

coveted the relic."

Shocked, those who fell from the sky discussed what was going on among themselves.

'The relic of the Valiant Realm warriors?'

Darren mused, raising his eyebrows. He recalled the cultivation levels of the Archean cultivators in his

mind. After the Body-refining Realm, there was the Sea-exploring Realm, the Fate Realm, the

Mysterious Sanskrit Realm, the Valiant Realm, the Genuine King Realm, and the Eternity Realm.

And based on Lord Feng's deduction, a warrior at the Fate Realm was comparable to a warrior at the

top level of the Deputy God Realm. So a warrior at the Mysterious Sanskrit Realm was a master whose

power surpassed a top-level deputy god. Needless to say, a warrior at the Valiant Realm was very

likely to be able to compete with a human ascetic cultivator.

Of course, low-level cultivators would really get interested in the relic left by such a powerful warrior.

The colorful light lasted for a while before it completely dissipated, leaving behind only a cave deep into

the ground in the distance.

The thirty-foot tall creature then landed.

Many cracks were created when his feet thumped the ground.

Standing still, he put a three-foot-thick dark metal stick on his shoulder and roared, "All of you have

witnessed the opening of the relic. To avoid leaking this information out, you have to die."

Everyone was terrified upon hearing what he said.

"Evil Lord Amias, we will never leak any information about the relic. Please, let us go."

"Yes, Evil Lord Amias. We won't dare to say a word. Just let us go."

They all wailed and begged for mercy.

"Humph!

Only the dead can keep a secret."

Evil Lord Amias then let out a violent roar that smashed many people into pieces. He was so swift that

only in three seconds, he crushed everyone with the dark metal stick in his hand.

Fortunately, Darren and his companions were far away, so he wasn't able to kill them.

But Evil Lord Amias still noticed them. "There are still four left. You will also go to hell!"

He roared and rushed towards them, ready to kill them as well.

"Lord Starry Sword, I think we have to use our god's power this time," Lord Feng said with a darkened

expression.

He had heard that Evil Lord Amias was a master at the Mysterious Sanskrit Realm, so that meant his

fighting power could surpass a top-level deputy god. If they didn't use their god's power, they would

definitely be killed by him.

"Wait!" The Rule Soul Avatar took a step forward and stopped Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng, who

were about to launch an attack.

He then looked at Evil Lord Amias and said, "Didn't you know that we had divine bodies?"

"What?" Evil Lord Amias was utterly shocked.

He immediately used his Archean spiritual sense and covered the four to confirm it.

After getting the result,

he roared in astonishment.

"Three divine bodies! How could this be possible? I can't believe that there are three divine bodies in

this secluded place."

This was too shocking for him. On the entire northern border, only the eight ancient clans had divine

bodies. He couldn't understand why there were three divine bodies in this barren land.

'Are they from the ancient clans?' Evil Lord Amias thought to himself.

If they were really from the ancient clans, then he wouldn't dare to touch them. If he killed an ordinary

member of the ancient clans, he would already be hunted crazily. How much more if he killed the divine

bodies?

"Which ancient clan are you from?" he asked. A hint of fear was apparent in his voice.

"Which ancient clan?" Darren asked in confusion.

He and the others had no idea what the clans were on the northern border.