Chapter 982 Choose To Escape

Yahya was not the only one who was frightened. Yusuf and Darren were terrified as well.

A young man stood before them. His long hair flew with the gentle breeze. What astounded everyone was the black symbol engraved on the left side of his face. The symbol was like a living creature. One glance and people felt as though they were falling into an abyss.

His frosty aura almost forced Yahya to his knees.

"Who... Who are you?" Yahya's voice trembled as he asked.

Darren had sensed the young man's arrival long before his appearance before them. He also knew of the young man's overwhelming power, which was why Darren used the young man to frighten Yahya.

Besides, Darren had already guessed the man's identity. He was most likely the ancestor of the Dark Tribe.

Perhaps he sensed the death of his tribe members, which was what forced him to appear. The timing of his arrival brought mixed blessings for Darren—it was not good, nor was it a bad thing either.

If the Dark Tribe's ancestor hadn't come, Yahya would have killed Darren. However, now Yahya wouldn't be able to execute him. Since he had also murdered people from the Dark Tribe, Yahya would be too busy defending against the young man's wrath.

The man was as cold as an iceberg, which made everyone flinch.

"How dare you kill my people?" the young man asked. His voice was laced with killing intent.

Yahya trembled with fear. He had never before felt such tremendous power.

"Master, he is too powerful. What should I do?" Yahya asked.

"Run away," replied his master.

"What? Who is he? Why can't you deal with him?" Yahya was shocked.

"I can deal with him. He is simply not worth it. I will have to sacrifice a lot to kill him. After all, I'm just a broken soul, but he's a holy emperor of the world."

The god's soul had the power to defeat or even kill this person, but the action would cause significant damage to him. As the recovery time would be long, it would ruin his plans. And so, the fight was not worth it.

"Holy emperor? If he is a holy emperor, how can I escape?" Yahya knew that a holy emperor's speed was beyond anything he had ever seen. How could he possibly escape from this holy emperor?

He also understood that if he fled, he would have to

d at this astonishing result.

He sensed that the cold voice had the power of a super emperor. How powerful could that person be?

"You're from outer space! Show yourself!"

As he was a holy emperor, Talon was filled with pride. How could he be afraid of someone from outer space?

The god's soul remained silent and did not form a phantom like the last time.

"Yahya, everything is ready. You should relax your soul," Yahya's master instructed.

"Yes, please hurry up, master." Yahya was so terrified that death would claim him, that he almost cried.

"Nobody, I'll kill you when I recover,"

the god's soul threatened Talon as Yahya's figure faded.

"Argh!"

Talon realized that Yahya was about to escape. He reached out with his hand, and it broke the space. His arm traveled through the broken space. In an instant, it went through tens of thousands of kilometers.

In the distance, Yahya's figure shrouded in golden light was moving at lightning speed.

Suddenly, Yahya was overcome with terror as he felt the palm coming toward him.

"Master, he is coming!"

"Huh! How dare you?" The god's soul let out a cold snort. Earlier, the god's soul had refrained from attacking the holy emperor as he was afraid of hurting himself and delaying the recovery of his body.

But now, the holy emperor had dared to provoke him. The god's soul's anger flared, and he decided to teach the holy emperor a lesson.

Whoosh!

A wisp of golden power, like a snake, struck the chasing palm.