Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 706

Darren was as weak as an earthworm in front of the cyan dragon. He started racking his brain to find a way out.

The cyan dragon roared loudly and started to make a daring move. Just as he was about to attack Darren, the latter formed an idea in his head.

Darren released his aura of dragon blood, but he did not let go of the demonic internal force this time.

The huge cyan dragon stopped in his tracks and started staring at Darren with widened eyes. He felt a familiar aura from Darren.

"Sir, are you from the Dragon Blood Clan?" Darren asked after he transformed into the human form.

The cyan dragon was in a daze in the midair for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he also took the human form and came down to stand in front of Darren.

This was a middle-aged man who wore ragged clothes, and his hair was messy. He swept his curious eyes at the young man before him.

The middle-aged man's gaze was filled with complicated emotions. It had been a long time! His eyes started welling up with tears.

"What's your name, kid?" His voice was hoarse.

"I'm Darren Chu. Sir, are you really from the Dragon Blood Clan?" Darren repeated the same question again.

The man nodded and burst into tears.

"I didn't expect to see my clan's descendant in my life. Thank God!"

The man looked very excited and roared for a long time.

Darren wanted to tell the truth that he wasn't from the clan, but he hesitated. He waited until the man continued to howl and roar in excitement. "Sir, I am not from the Dragon Blood Clan." He pondered and decided to tell the truth.

"What?"

The man was stunned at first and stared at Darren with astonished eyes. He squinted his eyes and released his powerful pressure that enveloped Darren.

"Then how did you get into the dragon shape? And how did you get the aura of my clan?" he asked and stared at Darren with a cold expression.

When Darren saw that expression, he knew he had to clarify a few things. He looked at the man without blinking. "Please listen to me, sir. I have a good friend called Scott Ao, who is a direct descendant of the Dragon Blood Clan."

Darren told the man the things that happened between Scott and him. He was able to transform into a dragon because Scott had transferred the aura of the dragon blood to him.

The shoulders of that man relaxed after he heard the explanation. "Oh, I get it. You and the descendant of my clan are good buddies, and you have got the dragon blood inheritance. You can be considered as a member of my clan too." His voice had calmed down, and there wasn't a trace of coldness anymore.

"What should I call you, sir?"

"Theodore Ao!"

"By the way, why are you here in this kind of space?" Darren curiously gazed at Theodore Ao.

Theodore's expressions hardened when he recalled the memory of why he had been trapped in that godforsaken place. "Humph, let me tell you in detail."

He gave a cold snort and signaled Darren to find a stone to rest.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I used to work in the Sacred Palace. I had a friend called Ulin at that time. We had a similar cultivation base, and our personalities were also identical. We got along well with each other, and we used to be together all the time. It can be said that we were really good buddies.

But as time went by, I felt that there was something wrong with him. He kept on inquiring about the secrets of the Sacred Palace. And later, I accidentally found that he was a spy sent by the demonic monster race.

I was devastated. Somehow, I decided to persuade him to leave the Sacred Palace as soon as possible. I promised I wouldn't tell anyone. At that time, he promised me without hesitation, but in the end, he tricked me into entering the number nine Badlands and hurt me badly while I was off guard.

The lord of the Sacred Palace had sensed that I was in danger. So he sent over people to rescue me. However, to my surprise, that bastard bewildered the law enforcers who came to save me. He said that I had been killed by an extraordinary force from the number nine Badlands. When the law enforcers heard this, they became angry and killed everyone in that innocent force. No one survived.

In the meantime, Ulin covered me using arcane skills. I was standing beside him, listening to his lies, but nobody saw me. My heart pained to see so many people dying, but there was nothing I could do. I was helpless after being captured by him.

Later, I recovered some strength and tried to escape, but he found me. From then on, I was locked up in this kind of space. My current strength is not strong enough, and it doesn't allow me to break through the space restriction. This is why I'm trapped here."

Darren plastered calmness over his face when Theodore finished his story. He stifled a rage-filled scream. The outburst took place in his mind, though. Darren knew who Theodore was talking about.

Ulin was obviously the demon-like young man Darren had encountered outside.

"By the way, how is the Sacred Palace now? If you can get out, please tell our lord that I am still alive." Theodore revealed a slow-motion smile.

Darren was silent for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "The Sacred Palace is fine now. But it's difficult for me to go out alive. I was caught by Ulin as well. If I hadn't pretended to be his slave, I would have died.

He sent me here to find a diabolic beast for him so that he could heal his wounds."

"Are you okay, kid?" Theodore slipped his eyes filled with concern toward Darren.

Darren was breathing heavily when he looked at the metal ball. After a long time, he straightened his back and nodded. "I withdrew my Spirit Power before it could harm me. If I had forced it inside, I would've been terribly injured." He calmed his breathing and furrowed his eyebrows.

Sadness clouded Theodore's features when he saw Darren's situation. "It seems that I was too hasty. Ulin is a holy warrior. How can you break through his means? Besides, he had declared that he controlled this space using some of his soul power. You can imagine how powerful it is." Theodore sighed in disappointment.

Darren frowned as if he had recalled something. His mind seemed to focus on the words "soul power" in the entire sentence. Somehow, he felt like he already had a solution.

"Sir, you said it was controlled by his soul power?"

"Yes, this space used to be a magic weapon he had carried with him years ago. It can only be controlled if he infuses his soul power in it."

Darren's face brightened when he heard Theodore's explanation. "So, in this case, I have a way to get you out of here!"

Theodore furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Darren. He was still somehow skeptical. "Really? Tell me about it. But if you will be in danger, then don't do it."

Darren licked his lips in anticipation and shook his head. "Don't worry, sir. It's not dangerous. I have a method to burn the power of soul. It can be useful."

After this, Darren activated his spiritual sense to call upon the black flame in his elixir field.

With the help of the black flame, Darren had burnt off the soul power that Ulin had shot into his brain. Presumably, the soul power that the latter had infused into the black metal ball tens of thousands of years ago could also be burned off.

The black flame crawled out of Darren's body and shot toward the metal ball with full force.

Boom.

The whole space began to tremble.

"Ha-ha, it may work. I can feel the black flame burning the soul power inside the ball. But the black flame I can control now is too weak. It will take some time." The eyebrows on Darren's forehead wrinkled when he started focusing on his black flame.

Theodore's ears perked up at that. "Really?" He was startled after hearing this. Theodore had been desperate to go out of the space but failed. He hadn't expected that he could go out anymore.

He didn't expect that a young man who entered by accident could give him hope!