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 D
d 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.