Chapter 118 Rule Cultivators
The fireball exploded with a thunderous wave of scorching heat that beat them backward. They could
not believe their eyes. Darren had learned the "mes Burning" that they had just exerted in the matter
of a few minutes.
It would typically take a high level rule cultivator several years to master a magic form. No matter
how strong his or her Spirit Power was, none of rule cultivators could learn a rule spell so quickly.
But Darren was a special kind of rule cultivator. Not only could he exert the rule force, but he could also
see it. He could easily utilize the rule force to help him learn a magic form.
On top of that, he was a masterful cultivator with a high talent level that could empower him to
remember a cultivator''s gesture the moment he saw it.
Bang!
Darren''s opponents were thrown into the air by the force of the explosion and ckened by debris and
soot. Although the "mes Burning" Darren exerted was not as strong as theirs, the power of the
fireball was still extraordinary.
"The fireball''s power isn''t enough. I guess I still need more practice," Darren said unsatisfied.
Some of his opponents had passed out from the force of the explosion, and the rest of them were
frightened to the depths of their very cores.
"What, what should we do now, Barry? Has his Spirit Power reached level nine?" Henry stammered,
shaking with fear.
"Barry, we''d better escape while we can! Henry, it''s all your fault! Now we are into serious trouble. We
can''t afford such heavy consequences of getting involved with a man like him." The background of
such a talented rule cultivator must be a legendary being.
The others looked at their thin and tall leader, Barry, awaiting his nextmand. They all wished to
escape but would wait to hear his advice and orders.
"Losers!" Barry yelled. "What else do you know except running away with your tails between your legs?
It''s time to use my secret weapon." He turned now to face Darren. "Bastard! You''re screwed now." He
took out several yellow rune papers from his pocket.
"Rune papers!" his followers marveled with surprise.
"My teacher gave me these rune papers to use as ast resort if my life is in danger. It''s a waste to use
these papers to kill this asshole, but he has infuriated me. Nothing can stop me now."
"What power those rune papers have, Barry? Are you certain you can kill him with the papers?" one of
his followers called out.
"Of course, I''m certain! One paper has the ability to suppress his power. Another can shackle him. And
thest one can enhance the power of my skill. As long as I use the three of them together, I can even
fight against a cultivator of the Mysterious Realm and beat the shit out of him. This bastard is just a
cultivator of the Spirit Realm. It''ll be a piece of cake!"
When hispanions heard this, the fear in their eyes dissipated and hope returned to their hearts.
They were well aware of the potential power a rune paper contained.
"Bastard! You will soon regret what you have done to us. Three rune papers! Do you know how
precious they are? Your death is guaranteed!" Henry said arrogantly despite being covered by soot and
grime.
"So, you don''t want to end the fight?" Darren said, shooting a cold re at them.
"Yeah! That''s right! Got a problem with that? Even if you do, you are going to die now. And your
beautiful little girlfriend will be mine. Ha-ha!" Barry said, trying to provoke Darren. Hispanions
whooped and cheered behind him.
"mes Burning!"
A hexagonal circle of fire appeared again.
But this time, Barry ignited a rune paper as he exerted the skill, and the mes of the fire circle were
suddenly enhanced more than threefold.
Obviously, this first paper was the one that multiplied his power.
However, Darren stood still, watching Barry''s move. He was confident that Barry''s fire attack would be
no threat to him.
"Target him! Now!"
Barry pushed his hands forward, and the fire circle that now had grown into a massive fireball instantly
shot toward Darren.
Now Darren held out his de and activated his de internal force. Facing the fireball, he darted
forward like a bolt of lightning.
"He is a de cultivator? It matters not. Shackle!"
Seeing Darren preparing a counterattack, Barry ignited another rune paper.
Darren was racing through the air. Then his speed slowed until a stop as if he had been trapped by
thick, invisible chains.
"The Shackle Rune? Weak!"
Darren activated his vital energy and released a sh of sword intent, cutting off the rule threads that
he saw were tying him down.
In an instant, the Shackle Rune had lost its power.
His mobility recovered and he dashed at Barry with his original speed.
"What? How- how''s that even possible? He also has the sword intent?!"
"But he is a de cultivator! How can he also have sword intent? That''s impossible!"
They were dumbstruck with amazement as they felt Darren''s aggressive sword intent, whose order of
magnitude was stronger than Elsa''s. Their minds tumbled in confusion, but they could notprehend
how a cultivator could possess both de internal force and sword intent. The general rule of de
cultivation and swordsmanship dictated that sword skills and de skills were as ipatible as fire
and water.
"Calm down, guys!" Barry eximed. "I still have one rune paper remaining."
Despite their shock, there was little they could do before Darren''s approach. With declining time and
options, they activated all their Spirit Power and exerted the Earth Formation.
At the same time, a smirk cracked Barry''s face, and he ignited hisst rune paper.
"No matter what the hell you are, you will die now!"
''Wait!'' Darren suddenly felt a strangeness in his body. ''My sword intent is being suppressed. How?''
Darren could feel his sword intent decreasing.
"Ha-ha! Bastard! This rune paper can suppress anyone, especially de cultivators and swordsmen.
It''s a pity I wasted such a precious paper on you.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
It can even suppress a swordsman at the ninth stage of the Mysterious Realm. You, it''ll easily handle,"
Barry eximed with a smirk. He could clearly sense that his paper was drastically weakening Darren''s
sword intent.
With his decreasing sword intent, Darren came to a stop. He floated in the air, his face breaking into a
thrilled smile.
"Great! That''s so great!" Darren could not help butugh.
Elsa was puzzled at the scene as well. She knew full well that Darren had the ability to kill his
opponents easily even if he was suppressed by the rune paper, but she could not see why Darren
would be so happy under such circumstances.
''Mr. Wan spent his entire life on a rune paper that could enhance one''s sword intent a thousand times.
But, there are also rule cultivators who work on rune papers to suppress one''s sword intent. And that''s
exactly what I want now! Wonderful!'' Darren was wild with joy, his heartyughter ringing out across the
grounds below.
"What the hell are youughing for? You idiot! Everyone, attack!"
"Let''s kill this bastard! His sword intent is a hundred times weaker now. He is finished!"
They didn''t work together as a single cohesive unit but exerted their attacks on Darren separately.
The fight was intense. The wind des, fireballs and spikes from the ground were thrown at Darren
incessantly.
''You think you can kill me when my sword intent is suppressed? So naive!'' Darren sneered. Then he
began activating the sword core in his elixir field.
Darren might have been killed by the rule cultivators if he was only a de cultivator or swordsman and
knew nothing about the rule spells. But this was not the case, and his sword intent was even stronger
than Thomas, who was at the ninth stage of the Mysterious Realm. Even though Darren''s sword intent
was a hundred times weaker, it would still be as easy as blinking an eye to kill the rule cultivators of the
Primary Realm.
All of a sudden, Darren''s opponents stopped their attacks.
Darren''s sword intent was buzzing in their ears.
The mighty power of the sword intent frightened them to the core.
"The sword intent is so powerful. How can that be? Why''s his sword intent still so strong? I don''t
believe it."
Two of them cried with fear and shrieked like crazed dogs.
They could not believe that this teenager in front of him was such a formidable foe. He was like a devil
that hade up to y a game of death and destruction with the living.
They could feel Darren''s aura of killing intent. Its overbearing weight drowned them, making them
suffocate with misery and desperation.
Swoop!
Darren drew a wide arc through the air with his sword. In a sh of light, his opponents were beheaded.
"What''s that? What''s that feeling in my mind?" After Darren killed them, a strange sensation appeared
in his head. He activated his vital energy and cried out, "Absorb!"
A secondter, several streaks of transparent soul energy flew to his temples.
"That feels amazing! I''ve upgraded. My Spirit Power is level four now."
Darren had been right about his spection that he could not only absorb Witcher Power but also Spirit
Power.
Darren slowlynded on the ground and walked toward Barry, who was quaking with cold sweat.
"Tell me! Where do you get the suppression rune?" Darren yelled. He was like a demon from hell,
whose every word seemed to plunge daggers through Barry''s heart.
Barry, the only one who was alive after Darren''s sword attack, was so afraid he could barely speak. He
even lost the strength to stand and toppled to the ground heavily. If his mind could process anything
beyond Darren''s deafening power, he would have noticed that he had wet himself.