Chapter 1011 Emperor Yahya

The powerful Sea Spiritual King was shocked upon hearing Yahya's voice.

"Sea Spiritual King! You must let go of the human you captured!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Sea Spiritual King rose above the rolling waves of the black sea.

"It's really you! Emperor Yahya!"

The Sea Spiritual King gave Yahya a once over. He could not believe that Yahya was still alive.

As the most powerful living creature in this sea area, the Sea Spiritual King had existed for a long time. He was much older than the Ape Spiritual King. From what he knew about history, Emperor Yahya had died many years ago, but why was he still alive?

The only person that he feared was Emperor Yahya, who had three Conflicting Cultivation skills.

"Yes, it's me. Can you release that young man?"

"Of course!" the Sea Spiritual King stammered. "I will do as you say! Wait... Something's wrong."

Just as he was about to accomplish what Yahya asked of him, he sensed something strange. The Emperor Yahya standing in front of him seemed to be much weaker than the one he knew of. They had similar auras but still, it was not right.

"You are not Emperor Yahya! Are you one of his descendants?" the Sea Spiritual King huffed.

"Ha!" Yahya laughed and shook his head. "Sea Spiritual King, if I am to be frank... I'm not who I was, and you are not who you were. To put it simply, we have already died."

"Bullshit!" The Sea Spiritual King roared. "Do I look dead to you? What are you talking about? Such utter nonsense!"

"We are entities formed by the gods' laws. You are not yourself anymore, whether you believe it or not."

"You bastard! Get out! I don't believe you!" The Sea Spiritual King was deeply irritated. How dare this character summon him and make such preposterous claims.

"Then I don't want to talk to you anymore. Let's have a fight." Yahya shook his head. 'It seems that I have to beat him to get the avatar.'

"Young man! Do you dare challenge me? Even if you are a descendant of Emperor

sure that would allow him to withstand the Flaming Hell. It was the only way for him to rescue his masters. He dared not set foot into the Flaming Hell without the treasure.

"In that case, can you take me there so I can see?" Yahya's curiosity got the better of him.

"Alright... I didn't know that that guy was your friend, so don't punish me for what I did!" the Sea Spiritual King said.

"It doesn't matter. If fate intended for him to die, he would have died. It is not your fault."

"Ha! Emperor Yahya, you are so kind. Just follow me."

As soon as the Sea Spiritual King finished speaking, he turned around, a sea of fury surging in his eyes.

'Boy, I will make you beg for death, ' he thought bitterly.

Back at the Primitive Tribe

Darren had been on the brink of madness since Yahya had left. His killing intent was at its highest point.

His mind was occupied with how he could rescue the avatar and kill Yahya.

Darren unwittingly arrived at the secret room where the body of Shura was being laid to rest.

The fierce Shura Force surged throughout Darren's body. It seemed that he had triggered the corpse because it began to tremble as wisps of Shura Force descended on it.

As he turned towards the direction of the corpse, his eyes flashed with blood light. He suddenly thought of something.