Chapter 284 Hair Stands On End


    Chills crept on Darren''s back, and his body started to feel numb. A quiver of panic overwhelmed him as


    he sensed a horrible breath of something powerful from the glowering sky. In his battle with the


    animated creatures, he was forced to use a small quantity of the dark gold internal force twice in a row.


    In doing that, he triggered the Heavenly Repression, and that only meant one thing: what was about to


    happen would be something horrible for Darren—which was not totally good at all.


    Anticipating the inescapable wrath, Darren released his spiritual sense and concealed his aura in the


    Ancient Void Battlefield. That was the only option he had to escape the divine punishment.


    Darren''s technique seemed to work this time because the horrible power lingering in the glowering sky


    missed its goal in a second. After a while, it disappeared in the ether, and the thunderous and hair


    raising grumble was never heard again.


    Though the sky was clear again, Darren was still in plight. Freed from the threat of the Heavenly


    Repression, he still had the horrid tree to handle. It was true that Darren''s dark gold internal force was


    powerful, but its speed was too slow. The arcane tree dodged the attack effortlessly.


    Responding to Darren''s attack, countless wickers chased and whipped him all at once. Desperately, he


    tried to fly into a tumbledown hut to dodge the attack from the tree.


    Boom!


    Soon after the loud explosion, Darren felt two streams of great breath from his rear side. From beneath


    the earth emerged a giant beetle and a stone monster covered with ice. The monstrous creatures


    appeared in front of him and blocked Darren''s way of escape.


    The stench made by the two monsters'' breath was the same as the tree monster. Apparently, their


    strengths were equal to Wonder Realm warriors in the outside world.


    "Shit!" Darren muttered to himself. He felt helpless as three powerful creatures surrounded him. In his


    mind, he thought that he would either be beaten to be half-dead or be wholly killed by the nasty


    creatures.


    "Water Kylin, you are such a bastard! How dare you frame me?" Darren said in between clenched


    teeth, vowing to punish the Water Kylinter.


    In the meantime, as Darren was figuring out how to end the battle, he found himself inside a burnt hut.


    As he roamed his vision around, he saw a pitch-ck sculpture boldly etched in the center of the hut.


    Many ck chains twined the weird-looking statue.


    A smashing sound interrupted the warrior''s reverie; wickers followed Darren closely inside the hut and


    dashed at him again. As Darren flew backward quickly, his fingers scrabbled the ck chains twining


    around the sculpture and made one swift swing of the strings. With that, the clunky chains hit the tree


    monster entangling its charred twigs and branches.


    "Eh?" Darren let out a sigh as he noticed the oddity disyed by the creatures.


    Something strange happened. The tree monster and the other two creatures all took hasty steps back


    as if they had been much frightened.


    "What the hell is going on? Why is it bing totally dark all of a sudden? Something is wrong here!"


    Darren shouted, puzzled, and rattled at the same time.


    Shifting his gaze to the sculpture this time, Darren noticed some strange ck runes ring towards


    the statue. Soon a stream of weird and powerful aura loomed over Darren.


    ''Why are the ring ck runes the same with those etched on my wrecked armor?'' Darren thought as


    he sifted through the runes. All this time, Darren had utterly no idea what the ck runes represent in


    his armor were. Unexpectedly, seeing the runes on the sculpture this time, he couldn''t help but ask


    questions in his mind.


    The sky was growing darker and darker as if night had fallen deep. Not a single star twinkled in the


    ether. It was as if the heavens were saying that something strange was about to happen.


    Sharp and icy winds kept on blowing. Darren shuddered with cold and fright. He could not put his mind


    on it, but some profound and ancient aura was exuding from the sculpture.


    As he bent over to have a closer look at the sculpture, the stone''s eyes lit up. To Darren''s surprise, it


    was a formidable ck light that was shining in its sights.


    He was stricken with fear and panic. Darren''s weapons were raised in preparation for an attack. ''How


    could a ck light exist?'' he asked himself silently. But Darren was sure with what he saw. Indeed, it


    was a beam of ck light.


    Though he was not sure what would happen next, Darren thought it wouldn''t be safe for him to be in


    the hut. He couldn''t stay there any longer. In a sh, he flew out of the house and channeled his


    strength to fly as far as possible from the mysterious ce.


    Yet, though he fled for a long time, Darren was still in the endless darkness, surrounded by the


    profound aura he felt inside the hut.


    "Am I in a domain?" Darren asked. He was horrified and confused at the same time. Determined to let


    himself loose from the unwanted aura, he released his spiritual sense to locate the source of the high


    energy. He was right, and he was in some domain.


    Out of the domain, the Water Kylin was still taking pleasure in Darren''s misfortune. Despite that, the


    beast could not let Darren die, or else he would die too. His fate intertwined with Darren''s. Sensing the


    panic and fear from Darren, the Water Kylin thought that it was about time for him to give Darren a


    hand.


    To his dismay, however, the Water Kylin couldn''t find Darren''s figure across space, not even a wisp of


    Darren''s breath.


    "Fuck, where are you, master? Don''t frighten me!" The Water Kylin flew to the pit and concentrated


    harder in looking for Darren''s whereabouts.


    Boom!


    Desperately, the Water Kylin red shots across the sky as he failed in locating Darren''s trace.


    Because of his failure, the Water Kylin couldn''t help but feel he was on the verge of death. Anytime


    from now, he could lie lifeless in the ground, and he could do nothing about it.


    Not giving up, though, continuously, the Water Kylin expanded himself until he was the size of a hill.


    Rampage bombardment vibrated against the earth until the tree monster, beetle, and stone man were


    all shaken out at the sight of the oversized Water Kylin.


    "Damn ants, where is that human being?" The Water Kylin was irritated, his roar resounded between


    the heaven and the earth. The stateliness of the grand warrior made the three monsters quiver with


    panic.


    Bang!


    This time, the Water Kylin lifted his ws and made a hard p, smashing the beetle into a pool of


    mud.


    Seeing this, the tree monster and the stone man felt a sudden sick sense of dread. The tree monster


    formed a hand with its twigs. With its hands, it pointed at the direction of the statue in the burnt hut.


    With that, the Water Kylin made a great roar and rushed towards the statue as fast as he could. His


    colossal w pped against the charred trees and nts as he trod the path towards the burnt hut.


    The earth beneath his feet shuddered violently, cracks spread across the hard surface of the ground


    when the beast set a foot upon the solid firmament.


    Unexpectedly, upon reaching the hut, an unrecognizable yet horrible aura could be felt oozing out from


    the burnt hut.


    The Water Kylin''s immense body was thrown back, tumbling destructively before he could steady


    himself. Pure outrage and a sign of fear were evident in the beast''s eyes.


    ''What kind of powerful force is that?''


    The Water Kylin wondered. In the meantime, the Water Kylin could feel that his breath of life was


    weakening. That would mean Darren was losing his life too. Controlled by anxiousness, the beast


    suppressed his fear andunched another attack at the statue.


    On the other end, quite a distance away from the burnt statue, Darren struggled to maintain a bnce


    between his strength and power that was slowly draining out of him.


    Flying lost in quiet darkness and emptiness, he couldn''t find any direction. He had no idea where he


    was heading.


    "No! These could not be happening! My breath of life is losing very quickly. I will die in silence if this


    goes on like this," Darren muttered.


    For ordinary warriors, they would usually die in this domain in a split second given the situation. Thanks


    to Darren''s awakened Spirit Power, he was able to sustain and endure what was happening to him.


    Despite the struggle that he was facing, the torture reminded him of the scene that he and Elsa got


    trapped in the array plotted by the witcher, when they entered the forbidden area of the Holy Land. Both


    simrities and differences existed in the two scenes. He was grateful that they had survived in the


    end.


    Buzz!


    Darren''s head was throbbing this time. A silvery world appeared in his mind as he gathered his spiritual


    sense to spot where his talent skill of the dragons was attached.


    As he blinked his eye, however, everything changed. ck silk threads of some rule floated


    everywhere and kept stealing his vitality.


    Flustered, Darren released his Spirit Power, attempting to cut himself loose from those rule silk threads.


    After moments of shing with the threads, he failed. The moment his Spirit Power touched those


    ck silk threads, he could feel a sharp pain in his head. These silk threads were more powerful than


    he could contain.


    "What kind of domain is it? It''s not potent yet full of danger," Darren murmured.


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    Amidst the pain he was enduring, a giggling sound echoed.


    Then a sound of footsteps came to Darren''s ears. Something or somebody was approaching him.


    The whimpering, giggling, the footsteps, and the searing pain in his head mimicked in the pitch-dark


    night all at the same time. It was total torture that Darren couldn''t bear.


    Soon after, as he was able to regain his senses, a swarm of odd-looking people appeared in Darren''s


    eyes.


    "No head? Part of a body? The string of intestines is running out from their bellies?"


    The grotesque scene disyed before Darren''s eyes made the hairs in every part of his body stand on


    ends.


    A little girl who had lost half of her skull giggled; a martial artist d in ck armor moved ponderously


    with part of his body dangling.


    Moreover, the rolling limbs, bloodyrge intestines, and popping eyes were all creeping on the ground.


    To Darren''s great surprise, the aura exuded by the broken bodies were like the aura he felt from the


    tree monster, the beetle, and the stone man. That meant that they had the same strength as Grand


    Realm warriors.


    "My god, what kind of sin have Imitted to deserve all these?" Wearing a pale countenance, Darren


    never thought he would die in such a hell-like fate.