CHAPTER 892 LET ME TELL YOU A SECRET

Darren felt a wave of helplessness creeping into the deathly silence as he was still unable to wake up

the witcher ancestor.

He looked around until his gaze landed on the River of Forgetfulness flowing over his head.

A dry voice broke him out of his reverie. It exuded a deathly grey aura that enveloped him.

"You should leave now. Just come here when you should come."

The River of Forgetfulness was slowly moving away. It went farther and farther until it looked more like

a galaxy in space. Finally, it crossed over to the void.

Darren found himself still enveloped by the grey aura as he passed through the magma. Until finally, he

had arrived at the edge of the forbidden domain.

Chaz immediately took hold of the Misty Emperor's hand.

And together, they flew over to where Darren was. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Chaz looked Darren over. The worry etched deeply on his face. "You're lucky you got out of there

unharmed. I was freaking out when I heard the noises coming from the inside."

Indeed, he felt his fear growing every time he saw bursts of the holy emperor's aura coming of the

forbidden domain.

"Did you beat the horrible guy?" Chaz asked eagerly.

Darren shook his head. "No. The holy emperor's soul is too powerful. He almost killed me. Let's just

go."

Taken aback, Chaz fell silent and followed Darren as they flew off.

"Darren, what should we do now? Should we get the holy emperor's corpse?" Chaz asked.

Darren frowned at that. His past experiences lingered in his mind, making him restless and unsure.

"Let's just see how it goes. We don't have to do it now," Darren replied, nonchalantly.

Chaz nodded his head. "I see."

They cruised through the air until they reached a cluster of floating palaces.

"Darren, this is the center of the Space-time Palace."

Darren perked up and said, "Let's come in and have a look."

"We can't. The Space-time Palace isn't a place you can get in easily. It is built defensibly with many rule

arrays surrounding it. Only the Misty Emperor could navigate through its arrays so we must be very

careful."

Darren seemed to weigh this in for a moment. "But the passage is sealed. We can't get out of here."

"Don't worry. I have the Misty Emperor in my hand." As if to prove his point, Chaz lifted the Misty

Emperor up and punched him in the stomach.

Beaten down beyond recognition, the Misty Emperor groaned awake by the pain.

"Hey bastard! Open the passage and let us get out," Chaz shouted, rattling the Misty Emperor further.

But the Misty Emperor was so weak. He could barely even speak. "I... I... I can't open it. My soul hurts."

"Damn it. He's too injured to be useful."

Chaz paused for a moment. A thoughtful look crossed his face. "How about we hide and wait for an

opportunity to ambush a senior leader who will let us out here," he suggested.

Darren considered this for a while before coming to an agreement.

Quietly, they hid in the dark. A month passed without them seeing a senior leader passing by the

Space-time Palace.

Chaz was perturbed by this. "That's weird. Normally, the old bastards are always going in and out of

the palace, and yet, we still haven't seen anyone."

Darren's patience was also running out.

"How strong do you think those old men are?"

Chaz hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well... Their aura is the same as that of a half-step

emperor, but these old men have some mysterious joint arrays up their sleeves. Once they combine

their skills, they may as well be as powerful as the guy in the forbidden domain."

At the moment, Darren still had three drops of the holy emperor's power. They could lure out the senior

leaders of the Space-time Palace and fight them face to face. But if what Chaz said was true, Darren

knew that those three drops wouldn't be enough. He couldn't risk it.

Even with Chaz by his side and the three drops of the holy emperor's power, both of them wouldn't be

able to defeat men of such caliber.

"How about we cure this bastard and have him lead us out of here?" Chaz proposed. This plan was

unreliable at best, but they had no other choice.

"I won't be able to keep myself in a half-step emperor state at any time. If the Misty Emperor recovers

and plans to escape, we'll be in trouble," Darren cautioned.

Chaz sighed. What Darren said was true. They wouldn't be able to stop the Misty Emperor if that

happened.

As Darren and Chaz slowly sank into desperation and hopelessness, a loud sound suddenly burst out

of the Space-time Palace.

It rumbled deeply—almost like a growling monster.

A beam of green light shot straight into the sky, tearing through the void and shaking the land.

Darren was awestruck by the sight.

"That's the aura of a holy emperor!"

And as if on cue, a roar followed suit.

It came from the dark, faraway forbidden domain.

"Did the holy emperor's soul trigger the corpse?" Darren wondered.

The Misty Emperor was awakened by the commotion.

His whole body was covered in ulcers and mangled beyond repair, and yet he opened his mouth as if

he wanted to speak. But his weakened state failed him.

Curious, Darren injected him a small amount of spiritual energy to heal his wounds.

Having recovered just a bit, the Misty Emperor suddenly cried out, "Darren, please let me go. I can tell

you a secret in exchange."

But Chaz only struck the Misty Emperor across the face with his palm. "Don't try to fool us. What tricks

do you have up your sleeves?"

"I'm not playing any tricks here. How can I dare do that?" The Misty Emperor appeared indignant by the

accusation. And when Chaz raised his palm for another blow, Darren was there to stop him.

"Let him speak."

"Fine."

The Misty Emperor lowered his eyes to stare at the ground and said, "If I tell you the secret, you must

promise to let me go."

But Darren was no fool. The Misty Emperor was too powerful for his own good. He wouldn't take any

more chances. "You're in no position to bargain, you bastard. If you tell us the secret now, we'll give

you a chance to survive the ordeal. But if you don't tell us, we'll kill you right here and right now. It's

your choice."

A look of disappointment flashed on the Misty Emperor's face. Nonetheless, he conceded.

"We actually have two emperor's corpses and only the Lord of the Space-time Palace knows this

secret."

The revelation stunned Darren and Chaz into silence.

Chaz was the first to recover. "Is this true?" Chaz shouted.

"Yes. And the other holy emperor's corpse is more powerful and terrifying than the one everyone knows

about. However, no one knows how to revive this emperor's corpse. This is why nobody knows about

it." The Misty Emperor spilled out the details, fearing that Chaz and Darren might go through with their

threats of his death.

"The news is useless to me," Darren suddenly said.

The Misty Emperor panicked.

"It'll definitely come in handy someday," he argued. "That holy emperor's corpse is a rare treasure for

he has these mysterious cultivation patterns written on his body. If you master that skill, who knows

how powerful you can become?" He nodded his head frantically as if willing to convince Darren of how

useful this information was.

But Darren only remained silent, urging the Misty Emperor to add, "The aura of the holy emperor's

corpse is very similar to yours when you turned red. I believe you'll have the leverage to master their

cultivation method. Now I've told you all that I know. Please spare me!"

With that, Darren was finally convinced.

There was something more behind this information because it was possible that the corpse the Misty

Emperor mentioned was not a holy emperor at all. It could be a corpse from the ancient Bloody Shura

race.

The mere thought of it had lit the desire within Darren. After all, the mysterious Bloody Shura race was

very powerful. And since he was practicing the Bloody Shura Cultivation, this would definitely help him

in his training.