Chapter 491 The Extremely Powerful Rule Cultivator (Part One)


    As the burning rage inmed in his eyes, the transparent man charged at Darren, aiming straight at his


    head. The assault was made with the man''s ultimate goal of taking Darren''s soul out and assimting it


    on his own—selfish and ruthless at the same time.


    There, lying helpless on the ground, Darren didn''t have the ability nor the frailest strength to resist his


    opponent''s attack at all. He was so weak and stiffened that all he could do was give up and let the


    transparent man get in his head.


    Vroom!


    In excess of the excruciating pain, Darren''s head started to spin. The world seemed to be shaking as


    hey there t on his back. More diabolical than that, apelling aura of soul seemed to be


    squeezing and pressing on his brain.


    "Ahhhh!"


    A cry of pain echoed in Darren''s brain and was voiced out in his parched mouth. In the next second, a


    twisted and transparent figure emerged from Darren''s brain. The figure was hunched in an arch-like


    shape as if he was severely hurt.


    "How powerful!"


    While he was throwing out the words, the transparent man calmed a little and returned to his normal


    state. He praised andmended Darren''s soul in an awed tone saying, "Young man, you have a


    mighty soul. It''s frightening to know such a man possessing such an overpowering soul. I am lucky to


    have met you today, haha! Yet, the bad news for you is, no matter how dominating your soul is, it


    belongs to me now! Pity, you can do nothing about it." While his mouth twitched in mocking Darren, the


    transparent man sounded full of mirth and excited for a good catch—Darren''s powerful soul.


    Wasting no time, with a snatch of his bare hand, he directly grabbed hold of Darren''s soul. With all his


    might, he was trying desperately to get the young warrior''s soul separated from his earthly body.


    "Get out, you little thing! Don''t make this hard for me!" the transparent man yakked while pulling the


    foreboding soul out. At the onset, Darren could feel that a very strong pull was tearing his soul away


    from his body. In his mind, he was battling and fighting as much as he could to restrain the soul from


    leaving his body, yet his strength would not allow him to do so.


    Not only that, it hurt badly as if the pain was biting on to his bones, but the hurt of being helpless at the


    moment was what pained Darren most. Right in that very moment, Darren realized that he now had a


    more explicit definition of what was the most painful thing in the world.


    In the intervening time, at the top floor of the Medicine Pavilion in the southernnd of the Lotnn


    Continent, everything was still and quiet except for the dust that was dancing the moment the air


    disturbed their cidity.


    The top floor was quite empty, dirty, and unkempt. Dust and cobwebs were everywhere, as if the ce


    hadn''t been used for a very long time.


    Across the spacious room, at the center, there sat a stooping older man with legs crossed. He was in a


    deep meditation that dust was all over his body; his face was almost covered and could barely be seen.


    In a quick instant, on that beautiful day on the peaceful top floor of the Medicine Pavilion, a frightening


    soul fluctuation emerged out of nowhere.


    Stillness, quietness, and tranquility were all soon lost at the ce the moment the soul fluctuation was


    felt. It was as if an intense earthquake hit the ce.


    The stooping older man opened his eyes as a reflex action, and his meditation was cut short the


    moment he felt the soul fluctuation. rmed and confused at the same time, the older man shook the


    dust off his body and prepared himself for battle.


    "Bastard! If you dare to touch him, you are dead!"


    With a dry voice, powerful golden runes started to shine in both the older man''s eyes, like fireflies


    dancing in a cold pitch-dark night.


    In the blink of an eye, his body vanished into thin air, and no one knew where he was heading to nor


    what he had nned to do.


    Meanwhile, amidst the heated battle in the dungeon of the Red Inferno Sect in the easternnd, Darren


    was still on his back and the transparent man was struggling to rip his soul out of him.


    By this time, more than half of Darren''s soul was dragged out of his body. What horrified Darren was


    the fact that when his soul would bepletely separated from his body, the transparent man would


    readily assimte it.


    "Rocky, go!"


    Using his spiritual sense, Horace secretly sent a message to Rocky. They were nning tounch an


    attack behind the transparent man''s back while he had his attention on Darren.


    They knew they couldn''t be on par with the transparent man at all nor be at least able to hurt him, but


    they still had to try at least once. They only wanted to distract the man so Darren could get a small


    chance to escape. Who knew, a miracle might happen. Both Horace and Rocky felt obliged to help


    Darren at once, for they knew if they didn''t do so, the instant Darren died, they would also lose their


    lives.


    On Horace''s cue, a few cracks appeared at the dungeon''s walls, and countless manipted soldiers


    flew out, charging at the transparent man all at once.


    "Ha! Petty pests!"


    aggravated at being disturbed at incising Darren''s soul, the transparent man sneered in a disdained


    tone. Letting out a curse, a pale golden rune was aimed at Horace and Rocky at a breakneck speed.


    Caught unprepared, Horace and Rocky were both stunned and mesmerized to say a word. The pale


    golden runes were like an attack from a god, supreme, and stalwart. The assault made them freeze in


    ce while holding on to their breaths. They couldn''t do anything else but stare at the pale golden light


    in consternation, waiting to be knocked dead.


    "You bastard! Stop what you are doing right now."


    At that juncture, the air inside the dungeon started to shake, and an older man appeared from non-


    existent.


    With just a straightforward wave of his hand, the pale golden runes disappeared and werepletely


    erased along Horace and Rocky''s path.


    Right at the very same time, a golden light shone in the older man''s eyes, and an arrow made of


    shimmering golden runes was shot aimed towards the transparent man.


    Bang!


    With a deafening sound, the attack sent the transparent man flying. With that, Darren''s soul was


    retrieved back in his body again.


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    Yet, the battle had note to an end. After a short while, the transparent man was back on his feet.


    This time, he looked even viler as he stared at the older man with eyes widened in shock and fright.