Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 224 Crazy Revenge (Part One)

No sooner had the Holy Lord finished speaking than the training ground erupted in chaos. Thedisciples had no idea what was going on, and they didn't know who they were looking for. But theBlade Holy Lord maintained an expressionless face. However, his cold eyes reflected strongmurderous intent, which frightened the people. They knew that he was serious.

"Holy Lord Bryan, what did you mean? We don't even know what has upset you. Can't you see thatwe are in the middle of a martial arts competition? These participants have come from all the majorHoly Lands. This is very disrespectful behavior.” The speaker was a team-leading elder from one ofthe other Holy Lands. He was quite strong as he had reached the advanced stage of the WonderRealm.

Encouraged by the example set by the elder, other team-leading elders also voiced their questionsand expressed their dissatisfaction

"Shut up!"

The Blade Holy Lord didn't utter a word. The order came from an elder who was at the premiumstage of the Wonder Realm. His words were like magic as everyone quietened down. Then the eldercontinued, "Attention! Both sons of our distinguished Holy Lord Bryan have been killed insuccession. The murderer must be out here, among you guys. If any of you know where he is, tell usimmediately. Otherwise, don't expect us to be merciful.”

"Humph! Why does this matter concern us? Avenging the death of your sons is your personalmatter. Don't involve other people in your troubles. Okay? I wonder why you think that you havethe right to kill us. I suggest that you consider the consequences before taking any action. If any ofour disciples are hurt, you'll pay the price. Void Holy Land will not be merciful.”

An elder from Void Holy Land spoke fearlessly. Although Blade Holy Lord was strong, they had nojustification for killing so many people. What was more, the other seven Holy Lands would considerBlade Holy Land as enemies if they carried out their threat. This was something that the Blade HolyLand could not risk

What the elder had said echoed everyone's sentiments. Most people were relieved as they didn'thave to speak in such a manner before the Blade Holy Lord.

"I repeat. Who killed my sons? Step out voluntarily.”

The Blade Holy Lord's voice emitted intense blade intent. Everyone felt as though several axes hadbeen placed at their necks.

Darren stayed calm and hid in the crowd silently. He knew that he would be killed instantly if hestepped forward and admitted that he had murdered the Blade Holy Lord's sons.

Everyone knew the strength of the Blade Holy Lord—the level of his martial art was close to a grandwarrior. And now, he was stronger than Scott, who had mastered the inheritance skill.

Beads of sweat pooled on the foreheads for all cultivators. Some disciples, who just reached theWonder Realm, almost fainted under the oppression of the intense blade intent.

"Bryan, listen to us. I warn you not to go too far. Otherwise, I will inform my Holy Lord. He will nottake kindly to your threats and actions."

Although the eight Holy Lands were thousands of miles apart, all team-leading elders possessed adivine artifact that could send messages across this vast space. In a few minutes, every Holy Lordcould be informed of an important event.

Bang!

As soon as the elder finished speaking, blows from several palms landed on his body. With a cry ofpain, the elder flew back about ten meters. All his bones were broken. The troublemaker was anelder from Blade Holy Land. He was at the premium stage of the Wonder Realm.

"You, son of a bitch!" the injured elder bellowed. "You should fear retribution!” The elder had notexpected the Blade Holy Lord to take action.

Trembling with rage, the injured elder attempted to use his divine artifact to send a message to hisHoly Land before the last bit of his energy ran out. He struggled to activate the divine artifact andsend his messages. However, it didn't work.

"What. Information interrupted? Oh no. How could it be? What the hell is going on?" the eldermuttered in amazement. Despite his many efforts, the elder found that all his messages were beingintercepted or interrupted by a mysterious power. The magnetic field of the training ground hadbeen changed to prevent this exchange of information. Alas! His message couldn't be sent.Coincidently, the mysterious power had been created by the rule cultivator in purple robe, who wasstanding beside the Blade Holy Lord.

"Bryan, I've helped you to destroy their voice transmitting artifacts. You wanted to kill them, right?Come on. Hurry up. What are you waiting for?” The rule cultivator, Waldo, urged. He was not well-intentioned. On the contrary, he desired stirring up trouble as he knew that he would benefit. Hewas aware that the other Holy Lords might kill the Blade Holy Lord if he hurt or killed their disciples.But this was precisely what he wanted to see. He was rather happy to speed up the Blade HolyLord's death.

Boom!

Suddenly, intense blade intent fell on two disciples on the training ground. In the blink of an eye,they were chopped into tiny bits.

"I am not kidding. Come out or die. My patience is limited,” Bryan shouted as his eyes searched forthe murderer who was hiding in the crowd.

"Oh, please, please don't hurt me, Distinguished Holy Lord! I'm not the murderer. Not me!"

"Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me. I'm not the murderer either."

Several people were frightened by Bryan's brutality. They knelt and begged for mercy. Sobs andcries for help filled the training ground, making it feel like the end of the world had arrived.

“The man is crazy. He may actually kill everyone present if I don't step forward. All right. He will replaceme sooner or later. I'd better confess and face the consequences than get more people involved.Darren rationalized. Darren had no choice left. The Blade Holy Lord was out of his mind. To avengehis sons, he would do anything, even if it meant fighting the whole world.