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.

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

s 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.