LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

Darlene’s voice was clear and crisp as she spoke, the sound lingering in the cave for a long time before quieting down.

Alger had already opened his eyes, but the cave remained pitch black.

Darlene couldn’t see his expression at this moment.

After some time, Alger spoke again.

However, he didn’t express concern for Stan’s death, but rather asked, “So, that kid Jun has already taken out the Dragon-Slaying Blade from the Dragon-Trapping Well?”

Darlene replied, “Indeed.”

Alger then questioned, “The people from the Island of the Five Emperors are coming tomorrow. If they don’t see the Dragon-Slaying Blade, will they think that Stan took it?”

Darlene answered, “It’s possible.”

Alger snorted. “So, Jun has effectively put us, the Elledge Ancient Clan, at odds with the Island of the Five Emperors.”

Darlene hesitated before saying, “This has nothing to do with my Holy Temple.”

Alger responded, “Stan was my son.”

Darlene replied, “A wayward son.”

Alger frowned and said, “But he was still my son.”

Darlene, puzzled, asked, “Do you want to defend Stan?”

Alger shook his head. “The Dragon-Slaying Blade is in Jun’s hands, and I can’t beat him.”

Darlene asked, “Do you need me to intervene?”

Alger took a deep breath and said softly, “Let’s talk about it later. I came to Emei for three reasons: to intimidate the heroes, to return to my homeland, and to kill the leader of the Eastern Orthodoxy in the West.”

Darlene softly added, “When Jun was in Dirtmouth, he subdued Isa, the daughter of the leader of Eastern Orthodoxy. After that, she opened a bar named Tianu in Dirtmouth. Once the high-ranking members of Eastern Orthodoxy found out, they all wanted to kill Jun.”

Alger asked, “Where is Jun?”

Darlene smiled. “His wife was poisoned by your son’s tea. He should be treating her for the poison.”

Alger nodded. “Oh, I didn’t expect him to have a weakness. Well, let’s deal with the matters of our Holy Temple first. Whether Jun dies early or late, it’s all the same.”

Darlene bowed and said, “Darlene takes her leave.”

Alger didn’t say anything else. When Darlene left, Alger suddenly erupted, using a knife to cut a horrifying gash in the black wall of the cave.

The black walls within the cave were all made of Celestial Pinnacle Profound Iron Stone, showing how powerful Alger was.

Outside the cave, Darlene heard Alger’s outburst and a hint of derision flashed in her eyes.

She couldn’t understand how Alger, with such temperament and ability, became the lord of the Holy Temple just because he lost a son.

Did he really need to get angry? Disappointed, Darlene shook her head and disappeared into the night once more.

On the other side, inside the Heavenly Sanctum, Jun had already placed Lyvia on a stone bed and continued to treat her for the poison. Outside the Pinkriver Temple, Margaret and the others were still waiting.

At that moment, Nicholas returned with a bamboo cage containing several hungry owls making noise. The night passed in this manner.

The next morning, the sun rose slowly. Inside and outside the Dragon-Watching Pavilion, everything seemed renewed.

Apart from the broken stone pillars, there were no signs of what had happened the previous night.

Just then, a disciple from the Heavenly Sanctum hurried to the gate of the Pinkriver Temple with a flustered expression.

Margaret, noticing, frowned and asked, “What’s happened?”

The disciple replied quietly, “Over at the final selection grounds for the Martial Arts Tournament, a woman from the Amaterasu Kingdom is fighting fiercely with Estelle… I mean, with Ursa, and it’s life-threatening!”

Margaret, impatient, said, “What could be happening? How can a barbarian from the Amaterasu Kingdom compare with Ursa?”

The disciple continued, “Before this, the woman from the Amaterasu Kingdom had already defeated thirty-seven people, all with one move. Even the strong martial artists from the Dragon Alliance were afraid to act, including all the major Ancient Clans of the Dragon Alliance, not just Marietta’s group.”

Margaret furrowed her brow. “What is the name of the woman from Amaterasu Kingdom?”

The disciple answered, “Darlene, from the Amaterasu Kingdom, of the Holy Temple!”

Margaret’s face changed dramatically.

The next moment, she disappeared and headed towards the final selection grounds of the Martial Arts Tournament.

At the same time, in a depression at the peak of the back mountain of Emei, was the final selection grounds of the Martial Arts Tournament.

On the vast stage, Darlene was engaged in a back and forth battle with Ursa.

No matter how fierce Ursa’s swordsmanship was, Darlene just evaded it, not even drawing her own sword.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

After several confrontations, Ursa couldn’t even touch Darlene’s clothes.

The super strong martial artists from around the world gathered around the stage, all wearing astonished expressions and discussing.

“How have we never heard of this Darlene before?”

“What kind of expert from the Amaterasu Kingdom is she? How can she be so powerful?”

“From the Holy Temple, Elder Council, Darlene!”

“I’ve never heard of Holy Temple before, I’ve only heard of the Eastern Orthodoxy in the West!”

“That’s because you’re ignorant. Holy Temple has existed for over a thousand years and was founded by the ancestor of the Elledge Ancient Clan, who was also the founder of the Amaterasu Kingdom.”

“She has a great background and is very strong. Is there no one in my Lordran who can match her?”

“Wait for Jun!”

As everyone was discussing, Darlene suddenly stopped evading and swiftly appeared behind Ursa. A flash of the blade and Ursa was covered in blood and on her knees, eyes filled with shock.

She never expected that she, a martial artist at the Ethereal Core Fourth Level, would be so powerless against Darlene.

As Ursa fell to the ground, the arena fell silent. The wind rustled through Darlene’s black clothes as she looked around and calmly asked, “Is there no one in LordranMartial World who can fight?”

Back in the arena, Margaret suddenly appeared next to Ursa. Darlene’s expression turned cold as she paid no attention to Margaret’s sudden appearance and continued to slash at Ursa’s back.

If that strike had landed, Ursa would have been dismembered on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, Margaret intercepted the strike with the Yi Xian Sword, the treasure of the Emei Lineage.

The clash of the sword and the blade resounded in the air. Under Darlene’s immense strength, Margaret suddenly kneeled, the Yi Xian Sword in her hand emitting a series of sharp, piercing noises that nearly shattered her right hand.

In that moment, Darlene unexpectedly released the sword in her hand. The two other swords that had been on her back suddenly appeared in her hands. Then, in an instant, both swords were plunged into Margaret’s pelvis on either side.

As quickly as they had entered, they were withdrawn. As Darlene retracted the blades, Margaret collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, the entire arena fell into silence. The wind swirled through Darlene’s black clothing, creating a haunting sound.

Darlene did not spare a glance for Margaret and Ursa, instead sweeping her gaze around and calmly asking, “LordranMartial World, is there no one who can fight?”