Chapter 783 Horrible Power
Darren''s aura was like that of a dragon descending from outer space, making everyone around him
cower in fear.
Even so, his aura continued to grow stronger.
Cold and dark.
These two words perfectly described Darren at that time.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
His roars were t, devoid of any emotion.
After fusing, the inheritance skill of the Dragon Blood n had evolved to the top level.
Darren''s Augmented Attack Bloodline also began to activate.
One hundred times.
Two hundred times.
One thousand times!
After fusing the dragon avatars and activating one thousand times Augmented Attack Bloodline,
Darren''s dragon body''s fighting capacity drastically increased. It was a pity, however, that the
Augmented Attack Bloodline was unable to increase the power of the dark gold internal force and the
olive-ck force on its own.
The threemanders all stared nkly at the dragon.
"His aura surpasses that of Theodore!"
The threemanders bristled, threatened by what they were seeing. All sorts of Holy Wills shot out
from their bodies, their auras getting stronger by the minute.
"Let''s use the Cross Combination Skill. We will lose if we don''t work together!" one of themanders
said, impassioned.
Cross Combination Skill was a powerful martial arts skill. It wouldbine the three''s fighting
capacities into one.
"Okay, let''s use it to protect ourselves."
Buzz.
Their bodies swirled around, bending time and space.
Gradually, they began to join into one entity.
All these Holy Wills were working together in full cooperation.
"Roar!"
"Ah!"
Darren moved and so did the threemanders. It was time for them to end this.
The spectators watched them in awe.
"I didn''t expect Darren to be this powerful."
Finley could feel that Darren had matched the power of junior holy warriors who had been mastering
their skills for centuries.
"Amazing!" the middle-aged man murmured.
Colorful lights shed all around and roars erupted from the figures, terrorizing the crowd.
With powerful momentum, the dragon''s body shed with the Holy Will.
Bang!
Darren''s dragon tail whacked the threemanders.
Their armors were reduced to dust and their clothes disintegrated into nothingness.
Blue mes tried to incapacitate Darren and reduce his speed and power, but they were not able to do
much.
Belligerent spirits rose into a storm and shot towards Darren''s heart.
Darren and the threemanders collided. The massive impact scattered them all over the space.
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Both parties were terribly wounded after such a fierce confrontation.
"Ha. It''s not as bad as we thought." The threemanders grew more confident, realizing that they still
had somebat power left in them.
"Phew!"
All of a sudden, the ice cold aura around Darren began to vanish.
"What? What''s happening?" the threemanders eximed in confusion.
Darren transformed back into his human form.
He was beaten and bruised from the fight and was dripping in sweat.
"Are you giving up so easily?"
After transforming into the dragon, his power was on par with that of the threemandersbined.
Darren felt satisfied.
"I''ve wasted too much time, but I''ve tested out how far I can go and how much better at fighting I''ve
be," Darren said, amused.
"Tested yourself? What nonsense is this?" The threemanders sneered at Darren, dumbfounded by
his statement.
Was this guy crazy? He had used the inheritance skill of the Dragon Blood n, but he still said he
was just testing himself?
Elsa let out a sigh of relief. Watching the battle had made her nervous, but seeing Darren''s skill in his
dragon forme up to par with that of the threemanders'', she became more confident in his
abilities.
Suddenly, a dark aura settled into the space.
A Primitive Force suddenly covered the void.
Two different forces surged wildly in Darren''s elixir field, as if they couldn''t wait to break out.
The perfect Shura Form began to evolve and a series of Shura Forces became condensed.
Darren glowed red and the de and sword in his hand zed with blood me.
"Huh!"
Feeling the power, the threemanders were dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, they flew
backwards.
"What kind of power is this?" It was the middle-aged man who screamed.
Darren''s power carried the dark, spectral aura of an innate king. The middle-aged man was in shock
after sensing Darren''s power.
''Which cultivation is it of the three supreme cultivations? The Destructive Cultivation?'' the middle-aged
man thought to himself.
A person who possessed even just one of the three supreme cultivations after reaching the Holy Realm
was truly terrifying.
For example, Mathew, who possessed the killing sword intent, was able to kill a top-level inferior holy
warrior even before reaching the Holy Realm. Of course, Mathew had never actually used his real
power. Darren guessed he could kill an inferior holy warrior, but he was uncertain whether or not
Mathew could hold his own against a junior holy warrior.
If Mathew entered the Holy Realm, he would be more powerful than Darren.
Darren still had a long way to go to reach the highest level of his Shura Force. Only a holy emperor
could evolve a perfect Shura Force. In this case, the Shura Force would scatter the thunder
punishment of the Heavenly Repression.
Lord Donald and Auberon were both speechless.
They marveled at Darren''s power and talent. Deep inside, they could not help but feel resigned.
"Darren is frightening. I guess he is only slightly weaker than me now. He is so great!" Finley''s face lit
up.
Darren''s aura reached the top level again, which was much stronger than the fusion of the inheritance
skill of the Dragon Blood n.
Blood red light spread out. The blood red figure rushed towards the threemanders.
"Suppress!"
The blood red light looked like a sea of blood and it enveloped the void.
The space turned into nothingness, and everything began to vanish.
The Shura Force, which wasparable to the unimpaired dark gold internal force, was so powerful. It
made the air thicker and everyone present had a hard time breathing.
"We submit..." themanders sputtered, gasping for air.
Before they could finish speaking, their bloody bodies scattered around the space.
"You! How dare you do this to them!" the middle-aged man said angrily.
Whoosh!
The middle-aged man flew over and gave off substantial Holy Will, suppressing the bloody red light.
The Shura Force was so violent that it significantly damaged the Holy Will of the middle-aged man
before fully disappearing.
Though he had just be an inferior holy warrior, Darren was able to incapacitate a senior holy
warrior. He was such a legend!
Everything was quiet now. The Shura Force on Darren''s body receded.
Among the eightmanders, seven of them had passed out all weak and bloody. The only one
whose body was intact was themander that Finley had hurt earlier.
He felt lucky that he got injured first, otherwise he would end up like the othermanders. The rest of
them were seriously injured. He was not sure whether they would wake up again. Even if they did, they
would never be the same.
Darren won.
He defeated the eightmanders on his own.
Nothing could surpass this moment.
"Master Darren is awesome!"
The small crowd formed by the disciples of the Sacred Pce whooped and cheered, their voices
thundering throughout the space.
Their joy couldn''t be contained.
"Hey, you! Take these bastards away to heal, and then send them to the Sacred Pce to stand on
trial. Am I making myself clear?" Darren said angrily.
The middle-aged man''s eyelids twitched and he stood there speechless.
"You have a great potential, but you are arrogant. I must teach you a lesson."
At this time, Darren was standing very close to the middle-aged man. Not even Finley could go to
rescue him.
The middle-aged man shot out his hand, attacking Darren.
"I will break some of your meridians and send you to sleep for hundreds of years!" the middle-aged
man roared coldly.