Chapter 783 Horrible Power (2/2)

Finley could feel that Darren had matched the power of junior holy warriors who had been mastering their skills for centuries.

”Amazing!” the middle-aged man murmured.

Colorful lights flashed all around and roars erupted from the figures, terrorizing the crowd.

With powerful momentum, the dragon's body clashed with the Holy Will.

Bang!

Darren's dragon tail whacked the three commanders.

Their armors were reduced to dust and their clothes disintegrated into nothingness.

Blue flames tried to incapacitate Darren and reduce his speed and power, but they were not able to do much.

Belligerent spirits rose into a storm and shot towards Darren's heart.

red light.

The Shura Force was so violent that it significantly damaged the Holy Will of the middle-aged man before fully disappearing.

Though he had just become an inferior holy warrior, Darren was able to incapacitate a senior holy warrior. He was such a legend!

Everything was quiet now. The Shura Force on Darren's body receded.

Among the eight commanders, seven of them had passed out all weak and bloody. The only one whose body was intact was the commander that Finley had hurt earlier.

He felt lucky that he got injured first, otherwise he would end up like the other commanders. The rest of them were seriously injured. He was not sure whether they would wake up again. Even if they did, they would never be the same.

Darren won.

He defeated the eight commanders on his own.

Nothing could surpass this moment.

”Master Darren is awesome!”

The small crowd formed by the disciples of the Sacred Palace whooped and cheered, their voices thundering throughout the space.

Their joy couldn't be contained.

”Hey, you! Take these bastards away to heal, and then send them to the Sacred Palace to stand on trial. Am I making myself clear?” Darren said angrily.

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched and he stood there speechless.

”You have a great potential, but you are arrogant. I must teach you a lesson.”

At this time, Darren was standing very close to the middle-aged man. Not even Finley could go to rescue him.

The middle-aged man shot out his hand, attacking Darren.

”I will break some of your meridians and send you to sleep for hundreds of years!” the middle-aged man roared coldly.