CHAPTER 264 THE PAST STORY (PART TWO)

While Finley was busy playing to be the victim, the Shadow Emperor interrupted him, "Finley, I have

something that I need your help with."

"Huh?" Finley was so stunned that he turned still as a rock the moment he heard the Shadow

Emperor's words. He asked again, "What? You need my help?"

...

Darren stepped back one space after another. He just stayed in the eleventh space for a short moment,

gazing kindly at Denise with a smile, then he left and went on.

"Darren, here you come."

When he was back in the first space, he saw that the guardian had been waiting for him. He

approached him slowly.

"Sir, the Shadow Emperor told me that he will let me become the master of the Ancient Void

Battlefield."

"Yes, you are right. But before you make a decision, you can listen to my story." The guardian seemed

to be indulged in his memories. He started telling the story as if it was still fresh from his mind.

"Actually the Ancient Void Battlefield was the small space of my master that was formed when he had

successfully become a holy warrior. The time my master lived was called the Last Age, and that was

millions of years ago."

"Millions of years ago? Why does your master's small space still exist now in our age? Is he living

now?" Darren asked, surprised. He wondered how the space was still existing and functional if the

master was no longer present.

The guardian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "My master was called the Grand Void Emperor. He

died a few thousand years after he had become the holy warrior.

My master seemed to predict that was going to happen long before he died so he made some careful

arrangement. He tore his soul and left two small pieces at the age of eight. The moment he became the

holy warrior, the first thing he did was to seal his two small pieces of soul in the small space."

Hearing this, Darren voiced his question, "Sir, when the Grand Void Emperor had predicted his death,

why did he take such measures to leave his two pieces of soul at the age of eight? Why didn't he do

that when he grew stronger?"

"The reason for that was complicated. To keep it simply, if he left stronger pieces of his soul, it would be

noticed by others. In that case when he died, the two small pieces of soul would be killed together.

Thus, what my master could do was to leave two pieces of his soul at the age of eight. That was the

only choice because others wouldn't have noticed it.

At the moment my master died, he pushed the small space from his body and put it in the space flows.

The small space drifted in the space flows millions of years before it came to the normal space. That

was how the Ancient Void Battlefield formed. So the people in this world knew the existence of the

Ancient Void Battlefield for merely a hundred thousand years."

"I see. But sir, what did the Grand Void Emperor intend to do when he created the Ancient Void

Battlefield? Why did he keep two pieces of his soul? Can he come back from the dead?" Upon hearing

the guardian's story, Darren assumed that was the purpose of the Grand Void Emperor. Why else

would he have gone through lengths to leave a piece of him and create a space?

"No! That is impossible! How can the Grand Void Emperor come back to this world after he died

millions of years ago? His only purpose to create this Ancient Void Battlefield was to take revenge for

his death."

Darren's heart beat quicker. Now he realized that he had ignored the question how the Grand Void

Emperor died. He was so focused on the creation of the Ancient Void Battlefield that he thought it was

self-explanatory why the Grand Void Emperor did that. But now, he realized there was more of the story

than what he had thought.

Seeing the expression on Darren's face, the guardian immediately explained to him before he could

ask any further questions, "In the Last Age, the Grand Void Emperor was not the strongest. At that age,

the laws had not been formed and the rules were totally a mess. There had been countless powerful

people who could easily ruined some space.

My master was killed by a grand warrior with cultivation of three conflicting martial arts skills. He was

too strong to be defeated by anyone else."

"What is the cultivation of three conflicting martial arts skills?" Darren asked.

"That grand warrior practiced three conflicting martial skills, water and fire, wind and thunder, light and

dark. Being the premium grand warrior, he killed numerous holy warriors. He dominated the whole of

the Last Age.

At that age, cultivating conflicting martial arts skills was not forbidden by nature. But it had some other This belongs to - ©.

rules to restrict the cultivation. So no one had successfully cultivated three conflicting martial arts skills

before him.

As for what I have told you, if you don't understand, then just forget about it. You don't need to

understand it anyway. Only one important point you need to know is that my master hope for you to

take revenge for him. The hatred has been existing for millions of years."

Hearing what the guardian said, Darren knitted his eyebrows and asked again, "Sir, do you mean that

the cultivator with three conflicting martial arts skills is still alive now? The Grand Void Emperor wanted

to take revenge for his death and that was why he left this small space, right?"

The guardian nodded his head without saying anything else.

Darren smiled bitterly. The story he had been told was like the "Arabian nights". If everything the

guardian said was true, how could he take revenge for the Grand void Emperor? More importantly, how

could he fight the grand warrior with three conflicting martial arts skills? It seemed what was being

asked for him was more than what he had expected.