Chapter 1174 Master

Frustration and confusion painted Darren's face. His arms fought against the shackles of the fiend's power but he could only move them a few inches from his body.

Realization struck him that even if a fiend emperor was seriously injured, Darren, who was at the Primary God Realm, still could not defeat him and escape.

Before Darren could try and run away again, the transformed human with a head of a crocodile flew towards Darren and stopped a few feet away.

Bang!

Within seconds, the head of the transformed human was smashed by the strong, fiendish aura.

"Such a shame. He is dead,"

one of the companions of the dead man said. It was strange that they did not show much grief. They were all very calm.

It was probably due to the fact that all of them had been abandoned by the human race, and they had nowhere to live in the world. Therefore, they were not afraid of death. Instead, they didn't want to live humbly.

"Sir!" Darren felt a pang in his heart when he saw the man in front of him die for him, but he could not help him now.

His attention was pulled immediately to the Seventh Fiend Emperor who had released a magic power again in an attempt to kill Darren.

The power snaked through the air and reached out for Darren.

Bang!

Darren's eyes widened as the Ninth Fiend Emperor swooped in and blocked the Seventh Fiend Emperor. He reached out his palm, smashed the Seventh Fiend Emperor's body into pieces, and released a fiend power to protect Darren from being hurt.

"Leave now and perhaps I will spare you!" the Ninth Fiend Emperor yelled at the Seventh Fiend Emperor, pointing into the far distance with an angry, shaking finger.

The Seventh Fiend Emperor's head rolled on the ground and his eyes looked hazily in the direction of the horizon.

Buzz.

With a distortion of space, the head of the Seventh Fiend Emperor was sucked into a wave of space.

"You will definitely regret this!" The voice of the Seventh Fiend Emperor echoed.

Even though the Seventh Fiend Emperor had gone, the Ninth Fiend Emperor remained on high alert. He was afraid that the other fiend emperors would get in his way when they learnt about what had happened, so he flew straight to Darren and gripped his shoulders tightly in his hands.

"Wow! I can't believe I've caught a Defiant Master all by myself. Ha ha." The Ninth Fiend Emperor rubbed his hands together eagerly.

"Now, it's time to deal with all of you! My

om behind him, a wind blade came flying and cut open the Ninth Fiend Emperor's head.

After flying for about three days, they finally descended on a deserted land.

Carlisle Feng found a deserted mountain and used his hands to shape a small cave. Darren entered it and sat on the cool ground.

"Sir, is it safe here?"

"Master, please don't call me sir anymore. Just call me Carlisle." After a pause, Carlisle Feng said, "It's just a temporary safe place. If we really want to escape, we need to go to the Chaotic Land and fight until we have a territory that belongs to us."

"Carlisle!"

The other four were shocked into silence.

"We can't set foot in the Chaotic Land. It's full of huge, fierce creatures of other races. Even the warriors of our race at the Celestial God Realm level couldn't protect themselves there, so how can we fight and gain a territory there?"

"Yes, Carlisle. That's impossible."

"Be patient. It's just a goal. It doesn't have to be completed in the present," he explained, trying to reassure them.

"Okay. So what should we do now? I think that the fiends will find and attack us within the next ten days. After all, our master is a Defiant Master."

"I have my own plan." A confident light was glinting in Carlisle Feng's eyes as he turned to face Darren. He said, "Master, it seems that you don't know much about the Primitive Wilderness, especially about the identity of the Defiant Master and the information of other races. How about I explain it to you?"

"Great! Thank you." Darren stood eagerly from the ground and fell into silence, ready to have all his questions answered.