Chapter 222 Rey The Scenes
"Hump! You are as weak as an ant! Do you think you can win in a fight against me?" Although the
de cultivator sensed Darren''s incredible strength, he still taunted him.
Darren''s avatars confronted the cold de intent formed by the Omnipotent Talent Skill. The shock of
the impact caused the underground pce to tremble, and the ck pungentke water to surge as
though it was the end of the world.
"What?" The de cultivator was shocked by the result. The attack by Darren''s avatars had weakened
his Omnipotent Talent Skill by more than half.
"How powerful is his body? This guy is extraordinary!"
In the brief moment that the de cultivatormented over his opponent''s strength, a figure shot
toward him. Intense de intent and sword intent enveloped the de cultivator.
Surprised, the de cultivator swung his de wildly and released his de intent. What astonished
him was that even though his de cultivation had reached the high level of preliminary de intent,
he had merely bnced his opponent''s integrated power of the de intent and the sword intent.
Anxiety coursed through the de cultivator. ''Considering his current strength, this guy is just a little bit
weaker than I am. If he has any other powerful skills, he will defeat me!
It is remarkable, though. I can sense that this guy is at the top level of the ninth stage of the Mysterious
Realm. And yet, he has such excellent fighting strength. It is incredible and shocking!'' the de
cultivator surmised.
At that moment, Darren appeared to be at ease, but his body was in terrible pain. He had been injured
by the de cultivator''s powerful de intent. However, he had no other choice but to fight back. At his
current cultivation strength, it was difficult for him to kill a cultivator at the middle stage of the Wonder
Realm. Even if he could win the battle after a long hard fight, Darren would not have any effective way
to kill his opponent if his opponent decided to flee.
''I have to kill him quickly. Other stronger cultivators may have noticed the strong force that was caused
by the fight a moment ago. If theye to the de cultivator''s aid, I will be doomed, '' Darren thought.
Although he was fighting with the de cultivator, Darren contemted his options.
''Well, how about my spiritual attack?'' The idea urred to Darren. Although he did not learn any real
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skills of spiritual attacking, his Spirit Power had reached the eighteenth level. He could gain an
advantage in this fight if he leveraged his Spirit Power.
Without further hesitation, Darren used his spiritual sense to release a powerful Spirit Power attack and
aimed it at the de cultivator.
A Spirit Power attack was different from a mind attack as the former was aimed at a person''s soul.
''What? What is that? Is this guy a rule cultivator as well?'' The de cultivator felt a sharp pain in his
head, whichsted only a split second.
Darren had not learned a real Spirit Power attack skill, so he could only release a little Spirit Power.
The damage from his attack was thus, limited as well. Nevertheless, Darren only needed this short
moment to find his opponent''s fighting weakness.
Darren waved his sword and released its maximum sword power. The sword pierced the de
cultivator in the gut while his de cut into the cultivator''s back.
"Ah!" The de cultivator screamed as pain coursed through him. Then he turned and swung his de
in Darren''s direction, like a wild animal. This move by the de cultivator was much stronger than
usual.
Darren stepped back abruptly. To defend against the de cultivator''s attack, he controlled one of his
two remaining avatars to step in front of him.
Bang!
The attack destroyed one of Darren''s avatars. Although the de intent with piercing coldness had
weakened significantly, it still injured Darren''s body.
Darren winced in agony when he felt the impact of the blow wound his insides. In the next moment, he
coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Spirit Power attack!" Darren clenched his teeth and released his Spirit Power at its maximum force. He
felt dizzy and faint. This excessive consumption of his Spirit Power had drained him tremendously.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The de cultivator felt immense pain deep in his soul. The unbearable agony distracted
him, and the de cultivator was now forced to resist Darren''s attacks with the power of his spiritual
sense.
At that moment, Darren''sst avatar and his body emanated strong de intent and sword intent
together. Like two ck arrows, they shot toward the de cultivator at high speed.
Shoop, shoop!
The effort taken to deliver such a powerful attack left Darren feeling as though his organs had turned
into pulp.
The de cultivator''s eyes opened wide with disbelief. He never expected to be defeated and killed by
a young man at the Mysterious Realm.
Ssh!
The lifeless body of the de cultivator fell into the ckke.
Darren also dove into the water and searched for the middle-aged man he had saved previously. He
had probed to ensure that the man was Elder Thomas. However, Elder Thomas had been trapped by
the rule cultivator in a way that would force him to attack his savior.
After he found Elder Thomas, Darren released him from the entrapment and then flew out of theke.
Just as he was about to leave the underground passage, he sensed an overwhelmingly powerful de
intent surging toward him. In the next second, the de intent covered the whole of de Holy Land.
''Such a powerful de intent can only be exuded by the Holy Lord of the de Holy Land!'' Darren
surmised.
His insides had been severely injured by the de cultivator a while ago. Now he was covered by the
powerful de intent. Darren could not bear the pain anymore. He coughed out more blood and lost
consciousness.
...
In a pce in the de Holy Land, a middle-aged man, who was full of terrifying de intent, stared at
the dead body on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot.
"My son is dead," he murmured.
The Holy Lord of the de Holy Land was depressed. Both of his sons had been murdered. He could
tell that they had been killed by the same person.
He knew what his sons had done and their bad character. But he did not try to discipline their behavior.
He had been far toox. What added to the Holy Lord''s misery was that he could not have more
children. So, his sons were his only heirs.
Now, both of them had been killed. There was no one left to carry his bloodline. His heart hurt as
though someone was crushing it.
"Ah!"
The de Holy Lord bellowed. Tremendous de intent was released and shot toward the sky. It
contained overwhelming murderous intent, which frightened all living things.
"You must die! I will not rest until you are dead!"
His roar spread all through de Holy Land. Many disciples at a low cultivation base started to bleed
from their noses, eyes, ears, and mouths due to the tremendous pressure from the murderous intent.
The Holy Lord of de Holy Land probed the whole region with his spiritual sense, but he did not find
the person he was looking for.
A sudden noise rang through the air.
The Holy Lord''s figure appeared in the ck Water Dungeon. He had discovered the dead body of the
rule cultivator he had invited and the dead body of the de cultivator at the middle stage of the
Wonder Realm. He also saw that the damned Elder had disappeared.
At that moment, the Holy Lord of de Holy Land became quiet. He turned his eyes to the Medicine
Pavilion thousands of miles away.
"Is Mr. Wan here?"
The voice of the Holy Lord of de Holy Land spread across Medicine Pavilion. It was heard by a rule
cultivator, who was dressed in a purple gown.
"Yes. I am here. What do you want, Bryan?" Waldo Wan, the rule cultivator in purple snorted coldly. He
did not like the Holy Lord of de Holy Land, Bryan.
"I need your help. Please do me a favor," Bryan replied. At that moment, he was speaking with Waldo
Wan humbly.
"Oh? Bryan, are you begging me? I never expected that you would be reduced to such a position. Ha-
ha!" Waldo Wan said with a smugugh.
"Mr. Wan, please use your omnipotent skill to help me find a person. If you can assist me, I will give
you the item you have always wanted."
"Really? Are you serious?" Waldo was most delighted with Bryan''s proposal. He replied, "You are
ready to offer me the Eight Corners Tripod? If so, I wille to you. This better not be a joke. If you
dare to fool me, you will regret it!"
"I swear this is no trick. Come here, quick!" Bryan did not say anything else. He just urged Waldo to
hurry.
After a quarter of an hour or so, the rule cultivator in purple appeared in front of the Holy Lord of de
Holy Land.
"Bryan, I can sense that the person you are looking for is still in de Holy Land. But to detect his face,
I will need to use my arcane skill." The rule cultivator in the purple robe was powerful. He could rey
transpired scenes using his arcane skill as long as the person hadn''t left more than ten hours ago.
However, using the arcane skill woulde at a high cost to the rule cultivator. So, he never practiced
it carelessly.
"Please find him for me. l am going to make his life a living hell!" Bryan''s voice was as cold as ice and
full of killing intent.
Waldo sat still until Bryan threw him the said tripod as part of the deal. Overjoyed, the rule cultivator put
it in his pocket before using his arcane skill.
"Look carefully and remember his features," Waldo released his Spirit Power, and the space around
him started to warp into many whirlpools. Slowly, each scene yed out in front of Bryan, one by one.
The picture of his fat son being killed, and the killer who fought against the de cultivator at the
middle stage of the Wonder Realm repeated themselves. The Holy Lord of de Holy Land, Bryan,
had seen the events with his own eyes as if he had been a bystander when Darren was fighting with
his son and the de cultivator.