Chapter 283 Darren In Grave Danger (Part Two)


    "Shit! I don''t want to waste a Primitive Stone on them. But what else can I do? I run out of options,"


    cursed Darren amidst the battle. He was exhausted by this time. If it was not for his high speed, the


    creepy little creatures had already engulfed him.


    "That''s it! Go to hell!" With one hand manipting the sword, the other hand reached for the Primitive


    Stone which contained the Heavenly Repression Rule. Darren started to absorb the energy from the


    stone.


    He was lucky that he had found five of them in Chad''s secret room. Using one for the nasty little


    creatures was heartbreaking for Darren. Yet he was left with no choice: one out, four left.


    While his mind was preupied with regrets of having to use the stone, suddenly, a dark gold internal


    force enveloped his body.


    Overwhelmed by the internal force, Darren limped as his bones crunched like thunder rolling in the


    distance.


    With all his strength, Darren carefully redirected the dark gold internal force toward the creatures. It


    worked likeser beams. Just a single shot upon the target and they would all vanish. The fierce and


    tremendous power made all the little creatures shiver with fright. They were screaming and scattered in


    all directions.


    "Help, grandpa, help us!"


    "Grandpa! He''s going to kill us!"


    "I surrender!"


    the pint-size creatures shouted, crying for help. But it was toote for these mischievous minions.


    Though the shell of this ce was ten thousand times as hard as the ordinary soil, Darren''s beam still


    managed to bombard the ground, shaking and shattering the boulders into pieces. A lot of the tiny


    creatures didn''t make it out.


    Witnessing the scene at a distance, the cowardly Water Kylin was taken by surprise. His eyes popped


    with terror, and His jaw dropped in awe. "Oh lord, what''s that? Howe he is so powerful and skilled?


    I can''t believe it!" eximed the dazed Water Kylin.


    In his mind, the beast imagined if he was there, he could be fatally wounded if not killed by now. The


    thought was so scary that it made him quiver in fear.


    However, when the Water Kylin was about to escape to save himself, he was stopped by his ego.


    "Well, well, not today, not today. The show is on. The show is on! Embrace your death, Darren boy!"


    The Water Kylin began to merrily sing his remarks with an unknown tune. As the Water Kylin hummed


    the merry tune, out of nowhere, there was an overwhelming power that unearthed from beneath the


    ground.


    The earth trembled, and blood seemed to gush out and started flowing. Abruptly, a monstrous, burnt


    tree trunk rose. The roar reverberated across the heavens like the apocalypse wasing.


    Endless green branches protruded out from the charred trunk. In a split second, the branches speedily


    raced toward Darren.


    Each branch was like a whip, thrusting and wiping everything out of its way. The trunk was going to flog


    Darren to death, the sonic boom it triggered was piercing and shrill.


    "It was the master, a monster at the Wonder Realm." Darren jerked a bit. But soon he regained his


    senses and confidence when he saw that the enemy was getting closer.


    If Darren would battle with his full strength, he was equal to the fourth, maybe fifth stage of the Spirit


    Realm. But the giant trunk was in the Wonder Realm. Confronting the tree was sure to be nothing but a


    dead end.


    "Water Kylin, get the hell out of here! Or I will summon Finley to kill you!" Darren yelled at the


    emptiness. Fighting the tree was just ridiculous. He was trying to lure, or scare the Water Kylin out if it


    was possible. The Water Kylin didn''t know Finley couldn''t make it here, anyway.


    "I''m not buying it! Catch me if you can! You are only putting the wind up against me," giggled the Water


    Kylin. "I will not help you now. I''ll watch you being beaten until you''re on the verge of death!" teased the


    Water Kylin further. At the moment, he was hiding behind the giant boulder. The beast had it all well


    nned. "The worst thing that can happen is that Finley does show up and beat the shit out of me,"


    mumbled the Water Kylin to himself. "I can always run away if things get ugly. That''s it!"


    "Water Kylin, get your ass out! Or you''re so dead!" yelled Darren again, palms sweating as he beat on


    the tree. All this time, Darren knew the Water Kylin was somewhere near. But he could not pinpoint the


    exact location. So there was nothing he could do if the Water Kylin had made up his mind. At the same


    time, the slow-moving trunk had alreadyunched an attack against him, branches and twigs on fire.


    "Ugly tree, have a taste of my Blood Dragon Phantom!" shouted Darren. Precipitously, eight shadows


    of Darren appeared and merged into one.


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    "Domain!" Simultaneously, Darren released his de and Sword Domain.


    That was all he had got, the stone, the domain, and the shadows. Like everybody else, his ability and


    strength were primarily suppressed in the ce. Now though all out, his strength was only about the


    second or third stage of the Mysterious Realm—a pathetical restriction for him.


    When the superior talents besieged him, Darren didn''t resort to letting out these skills. They were too


    powerful, and he didn''t want to hurt other superior talents ruthlessly.


    But now, the deadly blow from Darren minimally cut off a small patch of twigs. The strength gap


    between him and the trunk was too wide to abridge. There was nothing Darren could do except fleeing


    for his life.


    The twigs moved forward slowly. But Darren couldn''t throw them off.


    The tree was swaying gently, and the twigs were dancing. They carefully aimed at Darren, and bang!


    The sharp end of the supple twig poked a hole through the earth.


    It was time for another Primitive Stone. Darren had no alternative but to do what he had to do. Two out,


    three left.


    The dark golden color crept on Darren again. This time, a more potent power enveloped his being.


    Within a hundred-mile radius, the earth began to tremble. The leaves and twigs quivered as shock


    waves hit them and shattered to pieces.


    However, at this time, the sky changed its color. Dark clouds thickened above and a destroying


    pressure gathered in the void.


    "Oops! I''m sorry that I disturbed the Heavenly Repression," murmured Darren. Now he got something


    even more significant to worry about. The magnificent spectacle was a letter from the death itself.


    Darren willfully stepped forward, like marching towards his doom.