CHAPTER 784 THE ROC DEMON EMPEROR CAME

Darren's heart skipped a beat when he felt the powerful pressure.

Earlier, Darren had thought that the middle-aged man, at least in existence, was similar to a senior holy

warrior. He didn't believe that the middle-aged man would attack him just because they lost the battle.

Now he realized that he had overestimated this middle-aged man.

When he felt that the Holy Will was trying to invade his meridians, Darren knew that he could not avoid

that palm attack.

"If you dare to lay a finger on him, we will wipe out your three clans!"

"After the massacre, I will kill you!"

Two voices came from the crowd one after another.

The space vibrated as two tall figures paused in midair.

The middle-aged man felt as though something was strange about these threats. He immediately

stopped and withdrew his Holy Will.

Then, he turned to glare at the two people who were trying to intimidate him.

At first, he didn't sense any strong power coming from the two people, although their aura was slightly

sharp.

After a second, he recognized the two men.

"Mathew and Hanson?" The middle-aged man's eyes beamed as he spoke.

"Talcott, if you dare to lay a finger on Darren, we will carry out our threats." Mathew's eyes turned cold,

and he released an intense killing intent. The killing intent was so terrifying that it even overwhelmed

the space around him.

Hanson, who was next to Mathew, on the other hand, turned pale with pain. But the blade and sword

with vintage runes in his hands continued to glow with dark gold light, scaring the others.

"Interesting. Over ten years ago, when the Cross Expeditionary Force went to the Sacred Palace to

seek justice, you two appeared. But when I rushed there, you two left because of my brother's threat. I

didn't expect you to appear again today.

Two outstanding talents that lived thousands of years ago have been resurrected. This is truly

inconceivable," the middle-aged man, Talcott, said.

"Darren, it is fine now. Come here." Mathew, ignored the middle-aged man as he spoke with Darren

gently.

"Ha-ha." Talcott laughed before saying, "He is arrogant and doesn't respect elders. He needs to be

taught a lesson. Why should I listen to you two? How dare you say that everything will be fine? You two

are just at the Grand Realm. What makes you think that you can protect him while I am here?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he began to shackle the space around Darren. Soon, he released his

powerful Holy Will and commanded it to surround Darren. By doing so, he would prevent Finley from

saving Darren.

"Talcott, considering that you are an elder, I will repeat myself. If you dare to hurt Darren, I and my

brother will immediately reach the Holy Realm and massacre your three clans!"

Boom.

Just as Mathew finished speaking, thick, dark clouds rolled over the sky and covered the whole earth

with a dense haze.

Then, killing intent spread everywhere, like a dense blood-filled wave.

Seeing that Mathew was serious, Talcott's expression darkened.

Mathew and Hanson were geniuses, who had earned fame for their extraordinary path of cultivation. If

they entered the Holy Realm, it would be hard to estimate their fighting capacities.

Talcott was terrified of the powerful killing intent that enveloped the space.

These two had scared him. There was a strong young man in white next to Mathew and Hanson as

well. If the three men surrounded him, the middle-aged man was unsure whether he could defend

against them.

However, the middle-aged man was a senior member of the three major clans. Now, he was being

threatened by a few juniors, two of whom were only grand warriors. If he caved, his reputation would be

destroyed.

"Mathew, Hanson, how dare you threaten a senior holy warrior? And for Darren?"

a calm voice interjected.

A thin old man in a cloth gown took one giant step that covered a distance of five hundred kilometers.

Soon, he reached the void and stopped in front of everyone.

"Sir." Talcott bowed the moment he saw the old man.

The old man ignored Talcott. Instead, his gaze was fixed on Darren. After looking at him for a moment,

the old man nodded slightly.

Then he glanced at Finley, Mathew, and Hanson. Each time, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Four potential holy emperors have gathered here. It's a grand occasion. Ha-ha!

Talcott, let Darren leave. You don't have to make things difficult for him," the old man ordered.

After hesitating for a while, Talcott decided not to challenge the old man. He could only nod and

withdraw the Holy Will that shackled Darren.

"Sensible decision, old man," Finley shouted. Although he seemed angry, the corner of his mouth lifted

in a half-smile.

The old man didn't care for Finley's tone. He said gently, "I admire your cultivation base. This may

sound strange, but I feel as though you are familiar. Have we met before?"

"It's impossible. We've never met. Don't talk nonsense!" Finley rolled his eyes at the old man's

question. Then he turned and said, "Darren, let's go."

The old man shook his head.

At this moment, violent storms rose in the sky.

And darkness covered the whole space.

"What?"

Everyone was surprised and looked up at the sky.

The old man's spiritual sense soared into the air and covered the whole void.

As soon as he finished probing, astonishment flashed through his eyes, and his face became solemn.

After a short while, the darkness vanished as if a big hand had brushed the clouds away and allowed

the light to spread gradually.

"Is that a pair of wings? It has enveloped the whole space!" Darren was also surprised after he probed.

Gradually, a black shadow grew larger in the sky. Only then did Darren and the others see that it was a

person with grey feather wings and a strong body.

"I was told that Mathew and Hanson are here. I have come, especially for you two. Am I interrupting

something important?" Belongs © to .

After that, the man with the grey feather wings landed on the ground. Although his words were polite,

he glared at Mathew and Hanson, ignoring all the others.

Strong demonic aura blanketed all other auras. It seemed as though he was the only one left on this

land.

"Roc Demon Emperor..." Darren murmured.

So far, there were legends about one dragon, two Xiaos, and three demonic monsters. The man had

such a strong demonic aura that he must be the only demonic monster alive. He was the Roc Demon

Emperor!

"What are you doing here?"

the old man said with furrowed eyebrows. His tone reflected the nervousness that he felt.

"I just told you. Don't worry, Mr. Ye. I won't kill you today." Although the Roc Demon Emperor smiled

faintly, his eyes were full of demonic aura and ferocity.

Darren, Finley, and the others flew to Mathew and Hanson's side.

"Sir, are you acquainted with the Roc Demon Emperor?" Darren asked.

"Not at all. Although we are deemed to be equally powerful, we've never met before," Mathew said with

a shake of his head.

"I didn't expect that he would enter such a realm. These past few thousand years have been a waste

for Mathew and me," Hanson sighed.

"Hey, you two, why don't you say something?" the Roc Demon Emperor asked.

"Why are you looking for us?" Mathew asked coldly.

"Thousands of years ago, someone adjudged us to be at the same rank. I have always refused to

accept this, but I didn't dare to step into the land of the human race to start a life and death battle with

you. Now, I don't need to fear anyone. Can you guess why I am here?"

The Roc Demon Emperor stepped forward. This time, he released a much stronger demonic aura.

Mathew and Hanson remained silent, but their expressions turned colder.

"You're shameless, Roc Demon Emperor."

Darren spoke after the deathly stillness.

Sweep!

A strong demonic aura enveloped Darren, and he felt as though he was falling into an abyss.

"Fuck off!"

Mathew roared as killing sword intent erupted from his body.

"Since you are here for us, we will give you the fight you seek. Leave Darren alone." Mathew's eyes

were full of killing intent.