CHAPTER 893 HE WAS TRAPPED

Darren continued to ask about another holy emperor's corpse and finally became certain that the

corpse was a member of the Bloody Shura race.

"Where is the holy emperor's corpse?" Darren asked.

"He's right down the hall. I'll take you to him," the Misty Emperor said, lowering his eyes.

Darren hung back for a moment. The Space-time Palace was notorious for having many traps around

the area. If this guy were to play tricks with him, they would be in serious trouble.

Darren began to think of a way to control him.

"I suddenly remembered something, Darren," Chaz said.

"What is it?"

"This bastard has the ability to separate his soul from his body. Why don't we ask him to do that? His

soul can lead you to the corpse since he will be in a much weaker state then. I can stay behind and

watch his body. I'll destroy it if he tries anything funny!" Chaz said.

The Misty Emperor glowered at Chaz. If he could only kill him, he would.

"Good idea." Darren nodded. "Let's do it."

"Darren, my soul is badly injured. I can't use the arcane skill." The Misty Emperor looked at Darren

dejectedly.

"Well, that's too bad. You're only of use to me if you can do that. Tell me why I should keep you alive

then if you can't help me out!" Darren snarled.

The Misty Emperor began to plead for mercy when Darren thrust the tip of his blade at the Misty

Emperor's throat. A rivulet of bright, red blood trickled down his neck.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I... I will try!" the Misty Emperor cried.

"Humph!" Darren drew back his sword. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

The Misty Emperor began to perform his arcane skill. He felt pain shoot up throughout his body, but he

gritted his teeth and pressed on. It was better to do this than to lose his life.

A few moments had passed before he was able to successfully separate his soul from his body. His

soul glowed weakly. He looked at Darren with sad eyes.

"Be careful, Darren. He is very cunning,"

Chaz warned.

"Don't worry about me. If he plays tricks, I will destroy his soul immediately. Even if I don't obtain the

corpse, I will kill him," Darren said, making his voice louder so that the Misty Emperor could hear.

The Misty Emperor shivered with fear and led Darren to the hall immediately.

After a series of complicated arrays and space-time whirlpools, Darren was finally at the hall.

A wide space greeted him and he proceeded to walk on.

With the soul's guidance, Darren was able to avoid numerous traps that were laid out around the

space. Soon, he arrived at a mountain.

"The corpse is inside," the soul said. The Misty Emperor was still shaking in fear.

"How do I get in?" Darren asked.

"You need my lord token. Here, take it," the Misty Emperor said, feeling around his pockets. His face

paled. "Oh, no. I must have left it on my physical body!"

"Are you kidding me?" Darren frowned. "Do you want to die?"

"No! But I am only a soul! I wouldn't be able to keep the lord token with me even if I wanted to because

I am incorporeal!" the Misty Emperor said, frustrated.

Darren narrowed his eyes. In a flash, he drew out his sword and swung it at the soul.

"Ouch!"

The Misty Emperor writhed on the ground. His soul ached with Darren's blow.

"If you dare to play tricks on me again, I will destroy you," Darren said sternly.

"Please don't! I have... I have other ways," the Misty Emperor sobbed. Pain coursed throughout his

entire body.

"Humph! I told you not to play tricks! I will show you no mercy!"

"I know. I won't do that again," the Misty Emperor replied hurriedly. He shrank himself into a ball.

Without waiting for Darren's instruction, he used the arcane skill to cast a rune.

A black gate under the mountain swung open.

"The corpse is inside," the Misty Emperor said, pointing at the huge gate.

Darren grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.

Upon entering the gate, Darren found himself inside a dark, damp passage. Torches lit the pathway,

making the passage glow eerily.

After walking for a while, Darren came to a stone chamber. A high platform stood in the middle of the

stone chamber, surrounded by many runes.

At the center of the platform lay a blood-red corpse. It emanated an aura of death and destruction,

although it had been dead for many years.

"Phew!" Darren let out a breath of relief. His blood surged as he gazed at the body.

"Darren, go on. Take it. Please spare my life. I have helped you immensely," the Misty Emperor

begged.

Darren looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You're asking me to just go on and take his body. Is this

another one of your tricks?"

"No, absolutely not!" The Misty Emperor panicked. "I don't dare lie to you in this situation. Take it. If the

old bastards guarding this place catch us, we will be killed."

"Humph!" Darren gave a snort of contempt and walked towards the edge of the platform.

All of a sudden, a flash of powerful, red lightning struck the ground.

Darren was shocked and drew back instinctively. However, the lightning followed him and struck him in

the stomach.

"Ouch!" Darren gritted his teeth. The lightning had left a bloody hole just above his belly button. Any

lower and the lightning would have shattered his elixir field.

Darren rushed towards the Misty Emperor's soul.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Darren growled, releasing a powerful killing intent.

"I don't know why there is lightning. I really don't know!"

"Really?"

Darren thrust his palm at the soul's chest.

The Misty Emperor cried out in pain. His face was contorted with anger and he launched a soul attack.

Darren noticed this but he did not dodge, since he thought that the attack wouldn't hurt him.

But, at the next moment, he realized that the attack wasn't aimed at him but towards the platform.

Boom!

That soul attack seemed to have set off a protective mechanism inside the chamber. The whole space

shook and pieces of rock began to fall down from the ceiling.

"I'll kill you!" Darren shouted as he swung his sword and blade at the soul.

But suddenly, his body went numb. He felt a sharp pain envelop him.

He looked down at his body and saw that he was being constrained by bolts of red lightning.

"Ha-ha!"

The Misty Emperor laughed.

"Little bastard, it's time for you to die! I've pretended to be submissive for so long and finally, I've got

you!

Did you think it would be so easy to get the corpse of a Bloody Shura?"

"You already knew it's the corpse of a Shura?" Darren yelled.

"What, do you think I'm stupid? It has been kept in the Space-time Palace for many years. Of course I

know what it is.

To be honest, I was surprised when I saw your Shura Force. I now know that the Bloody Shura, even

though it has been gone for many, many years, can reappear in the world!

If I hadn't seen your Shura Force, I wouldn't have been able to lure you here and I would have been

killed by you. Seems like the heavens are watching out for me. Ha!"

The Misty Emperor grinned at his triumph.