CHAPTER 263 THE PAST STORY (PART ONE)

In a dark and deep space, footsteps and voices could be heard as the old guardian and the Shadow

Emperor walked slowly together. Their mouths moved as they deeply engaged in a conversation.

"Carlton, what do you think of that young man?" the Shadow Emperor asked curiously as they

continued to walk together.

"Master, I dare not remark him," the guardian called Carlton replied and turned around to look at

Darren's direction. He opened his mouth and was about to say something but then he shut his mouth

abruptly. It looked like he had something to say but decided to keep his silence.

"Actually I am merely one of the two souls my original body left many years ago. You need not call me

master. You can speak out what is in your mind directly. I don't mind," the Shadow Emperor said to the

guardian as he sensed the guardian have something to say. He emitted an aura of openness and

kindness as he communicated with the guardian.

"Yes, sir!" The guardian bowed at him and voiced out his thoughts, "Now that you have called me out, I

think you already have the same idea in your mind. After so many years, he is the only one who has

come to the twelfth space. I'm even not sure if there would be anyone else who would be able to reach

this space soon. The world now is different from when you were here. Unlike before, there seems to be

no overpowering superior talent anymore. If we go on waiting, it will be difficult to achieve our goal."

"Okay. I see what you mean," the Shadow Emperor replied in a low voice. He understood the current

situation, but he was skeptical to lower his standards for something that could ruin everything they had

built. All their efforts would have been for nothing. He then said with a sigh, "But if we pass it on him

and he is killed by Heavenly Repression, everything will be ruined and our efforts will end up in vain."

"Do you know there was a cultivator named Hanson thousands of years ago, master?" the guardian

asked suddenly.

"Of course I know him as I have the other soul outside."

As the guardian spoke of that name, the Shadow Emperor remember that man, Hanson, who had great

potential to grow into a holy warrior. He could picture him in his mind, along with how much greatness

and capability he had shown during their time. However, Hanson cultivated the conflicting martial arts

skills as well. He was killed by the Heavenly Repression when he was breaking through to the Holy

Realm.

"Master, do you think Hanson has died?"

The Shadow Emperor's expression changed a little when he heard the guardian's question.

"Do you mean he is still alive?"

...

Meanwhile, Darren waited at the same place for a long while. He kept himself busy by replaying

memories inside his head until the Shadow Emperor and the guardian appeared again. He immediately

shook his thoughts away and fixed his composure.

"Nice to meet you, sirs." Darren cupped his hands and lowered his head to bow politely towards them.

The guardian nodded at Darren and gave him a glance, his face beaming with a pleased expression.

Then, he bowed to the Shadow Emperor and disappeared.

"Would you join in the Ancient Void Battlefield and become the new master so that you can learn all my Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

skills?"

'Join in the Ancient Void Battlefield and become the master?'

Hearing the Shadow Emperor's words, Darren was puzzled. His face contorted with curiosity at the

Shadow Emperor's question. He wondered whether he was being serious. Why would he want Darren

to join the Ancient Void Battlefield?

"Sir, may I know the reason?"

The Shadow Emperor was amazed that Darren did not say yes at once, as others would have grabbed

that opportunity with no questions asked. The Shadow Emperor looked at him thoughtfully and said,

"You may go to the first space and see the guardian again where he will tell you everything about it.

You can make your own choice then."

"Yes, sir." Darren nodded. Immediately, the soft force that had trapped him moments ago disappeared.

It was like the heavy feeling was lifted off of his body. He could move instantly now.

He turned and stepped into the light door returning to the twelfth space first where he saw Finley, who

was still rolling on the ground continuously while screaming in pain. His screams had become shrieks

as his voice had turned high pitched. He just couldn't stop his unpleasant cries because of the

unbearable pain.

"Dear Darren, please help me. It is too painful!" Finley cried.

Darren shook his head and thought it was true that the evils one brought on himself were the hardest to

bear. He couldn't bear seeing Finley in so much pain, much less hear his screams of despair. However,

even though he wanted to save him, it was out of his abilities now. There was simply nothing he could

do.

"Finley, don't do such cheap things in the future!" Finishing his sentence, Darren left without any

hesitation.

Just after Darren entered the light door of the eleventh space, the figure of the Shadow Emperor

appeared beside Finley.

"My lord, You warm-hearted Shadow Emperor, please let me go, please," he begged. His eyes looked

tired; his voice had become hoarse from screaming too much, and his mouth was set into a deep

frown.

The Shadow Emperor waved his hand and Finley immediately plumped himself on the ground. The

pain vanished.

"It is damned too..."

"Well?" The Shadow Emperor glimpsed at him. Finley immediately turned defensive.

"No, no! You kindly-hearted guy. I will never do that." Finley stood up from the ground and patted the

Shadow Emperor on his shoulders and continued to say, "You kindly-hearted guy, no matter what I did,

I am still a superior talent. Please spare me and show me some respect.

You defeated me in a second last time we fought. Now you did it a second time. I was damned... I'm

really unlucky. How can you leave the thirteenth space and come to my space to defeat me in a second

again? I felt bad!"