Chapter 1045 He's Coming

They concluded that Darren couldn't possibly have the talent of Spiritual Domain Degree.

"Can't you see anything useful in it?" Francis asked, a bit disappointed.

Darren's mouth twitched. He gave a subtle smirk as he said, "Although it is indeed a cultivation method from the outer space, it's missing a lot of parts. How could I possibly see anything in it? This is too little information for me to understand. Even a god wouldn't be able to comprehend this."

When the others heard this, their doubtful expressions lightened. It seemed Darren knew what he was talking about, after all. He knew that this was a cultivation method from outer space, proving his good judgment.

"What about this section?" said Francis.

With a wave of his hand, another cultivation method text appeared in front of Darren.

"What?" Darren's eyes lit up. "Hey, now we've got something good. Although it's only one move, it's at least complete. Its grade however, is not that high."

Darren found that it was also a cultivation method from the outer space. However, compared with the nine cultivation methods he had obtained in the Spiritual Nether Cave, this cultivation method was quite ordinary.

Darren closed his eyes and started to swiftly practice this skill in his mind. With his talent, it would only be a matter of seconds before he fully comprehended it.

"Sir, take this!"

Darren abruptly lunged a palm at Francis.

The blow was so intense with power that Francis was stunned.

Getting back to his senses, Francis quickly punched his fist against Darren in retaliation.

With a loud bang, the violent blast of the collision swept over some of the Governors. Francis' body was thrown back from the huge impact, and he crashed into a wall as he landed.

It was quite a sight to see, considering both sides used only their physical strength. Had they used their true powers, they would have destroyed their immediate surroundings—or perhaps the entire space as well!

"Francis..." Eden murmured, unsure of what to make of the situation.

"Good! Good! Very good!" Francis stood up, eyes full of excitement. He was mightily impressed by Darren's show of power.

"What an extraordinary genius! Your move just now shocked me down to my soul. You've truly comprehended that move from outer space. It seems that your talent really has surpassed the Genuine Domain Degree."

Francis' words were a shocker to everyone present. This was something they couldn't imagine was possible. Darren's strength and talent filled them with hope. The other Governors began to speak up in support.

"It's true! Darren is so talented!"

"We are lucky to be graced by the presence of such a rare

d time to think right before he died. He had severely underestimated Darren at that moment.

Witnessing this scene, the four greatest holy warriors had mixed feelings. They had lost a Governor, but they were also excited. There was finally a human being who had the potential to become a holy emperor!

"Good move, Darren! Great job killing that scumbag!"

"That's right. That old bastard had gone too far. He deserved that."

While surprised, the Governors began to cheer for Darren.

"Well, I'm going to comprehend the array. I'll be on my way now."

"Goodbye!" The crowd cupped their hands and bowed to Darren in respect as he flew off.

Meanwhile, at the outskirts of the eighteen cities, a dozen guards were gathered to patrol the areas. They were preparing to defend against a possible fiend attack.

Suddenly, the space rumbled violently, surprising all the guards on duty.

"Be careful, everyone! It seems that something is coming."

Everyone tried to use their spiritual sense to see what was going on.

Unbeknownst to them, a black smoke was quietly rising from their feet. A malevolent force was at work.

Suddenly, a pained scream ripped through the space.

A man then exploded into a mist of blood. The crowd of guards quickly looked behind themselves.

There appeared a creature with blood-red scales in front of all of them. What they feared the most had just appeared.

"Ah, it's the first fiend ancestor! He's coming! He's really coming!"

Someone was trying to run away as he screamed, but suddenly fell to the ground, dead.

The rest of the guards were dumbfounded and froze out of fright.

"Die," bellowed the first fiend ancestor.

With the single utterance of that word, all the guards—all half-step emperors—exploded into crimson mists.