Chapter 817 A Trick


    There was a boom as a dark gold torrent burst into the still air.


    It was headed straight toward Finley.


    Not a secondter Darren was moving, positioning himself before Finley.


    He gathered the power of Shura Force until his body was suffused with a red glow.


    ''Huh!'' thought Finley. ''It seems like Darren thinks I''m somebody else. He''s more hostile to me than he''d


    be to the Fire Kylin or the monkey! Well, this is the only way I can test the real limits of my strength.''


    With his mind made up, Finley smiled, knowing he would get what he was after. He felt his opponent''s


    brutality and strong fiendish nature. He made a move which was identical to the one he''d made before.


    Its result, however, was different.


    A ripple of golden light, formed by many rings of energy, flew toward Darren.


    The dark gold internal force was surging inside the ripples, but it was unable to prate them.


    Frustrated, Darren had his scarlet de and sword slice through the air toward Finley.


    Finley extended one open palm. Simultaneously, a massive, glowing golden shadow of the same


    shape flew out at Darren.


    A thunderous sound came with it, like a voice from the heavens chanting in Sanskrit.


    When the palm shadow closed in on Darren, Finley bent his fingers inward. The shadow mimicked his


    movement, its fingers closing around his victim.


    Then, Finley murmured a few words, perhaps an incantation.


    A giant hieroglyph, meaning "suppress," ejected from his mouth andnded on Darren''s immobilized


    form.


    Pain surged into Darren.


    He thrashed and strained against the uncanny grip, screaming uncontrobly.


    Blood flecked and sttered from his mouth.


    But as he continued to struggle, the agony only increased.


    When he was certain it was about to be unbearable, it began to ebb.


    The "suppress" glyph and the palm shadow gradually faded away.


    "Whew!"


    Darren shuddered and gasped in relief.


    "What a strange force!" he murmured. "The more violent I am and the harder I struggle, the more


    powerful it is.


    The pain is almost equal to the soul attack."


    "You are right. My cultivation method aims at creatures with strong fiendish nature.


    In other words, it''s designed to suppress the fiends," Finley exined. At that moment, he totally


    understood the skill he had cultivated.


    "No wonder the bald man said he wanted to suppress a fiend after he had a sudden ''epiphany''," Darren


    remarked, nodding in agreement.


    "It''s very effective," Finley went on. "If I can attain more levels, I might be able to deal with the Fire


    Kylin."


    Although the Fire Kylin was not a fiend, he was much more ferocious and had a stronger fiendish


    nature than Darren had just demonstrated.


    Fighting him with this skill would truly be something to witness.


    "Then you need to make sure that you cultivate hard," Darren urged him. "That way, you''ll really be


    able to help the n of the Water Kylin."


    "Well, in that case, I''m going to go cultivate right now. Come get me if you need any help." Saying this,


    Finley flew away.


    With that done, Darren returned to the ce where he lived.


    A few dayster, Darren, who was practicing in the cave, was suddenly interrupted by a shout.


    "Master Darren, please help my brother!"


    As he turned toward the voice, a bloodied and shaken kylin burst in and threw himself at Darren''s feet.


    "What happened?" Darren asked immediately.


    The stranger struggled to keep hisposure and exined, "Today when I went out with my brother


    for hunting, we were attacked by a few members of the Fire Kylin n. They caught my brother and


    started torturing him."


    With that, he burst into tears for a moment.


    Darren was silent, seemingly deep in thought. Seeing this, the kylin was even more perturbed and kept


    kowtowing to him. "Master Darren, pleasee and save my brother."


    "All right, let''s go. Lead the way," Darren replied atst.


    "Thank you, Master Darren. Thank you so much!"


    Without wasting another moment, the kylin and Darren flew out of the chaotic space passage.


    Outside the space passage


    Time wore on, though, and they flew such a considerable distance under the sea that Darren began to


    grow uneasy. "Where exactly did your brother get caught?" he asked his guide.


    "Just up ahead. Not too far," the kylin answered.


    This answer did nothing to put Darren at ease, and he came to a sudden stop.


    "Why did youe out to hunt at this critical time? And another thing, why did they only capture your


    brother but allow you to escape?" he asked coldly.


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    The kylin paused for a moment before he said, "Master, are you suspecting me? I didn''t lie to you.


    Please help my brother. We may be toote to save him if we don''t hurry!"


    But Darren was having none of it, and the kylin''s evasion made him even more suspicious. "Answer my


    question," he demanded.


    "What? I, uh..." The kylin was at a loss.


    "Ha-ha, I knew it," sneered Darren. "You deceived me and lured me out of the territory of the Water


    Kylin n because you want the Fire Kylin to kill me. Isn''t that right?"


    "No, master, I''ve done no such thing." Even as he said this, the kylin backed away, sensing Darren''s


    killing intent.


    Mere secondster, though, he turned around and started to flee the scene.


    ''There is really something wrong!'' Darren thought.


    He summoned his de and sword intents, which spiraled around in the air, full of lethal power. Ready


    for anything, he turned his keen eyes about.


    Just then, a ck figure suddenly appeared from the bottom of the water. With a wave of his hand, he


    wiped out the de and sword intents.


    With one hand the neer caught hold of the fleeing kylin, and walked toward Darren.


    "Damn it all," the dark figureined. "You brought the wrong person!"


    Darren''s face turned grim and his heart sank. "It''s you."


    Standing before him was the ferocious monkey.


    Before Darren could move, the monkey struck the captive kylin in the neck.


    There was a horrible cracking sound, and the kylin''s body fell limp.


    "So was I right?" Darren demanded, ring. "You wanted to kill me, so you sent someone to lure me


    out here?"


    The monkey grinned back at him, exposing unnaturally sharp teeth. His visage was at onceical


    and hideous. "No, it''s another human that I''m after. He has seen the Inner Fiend," he exined.


    As a matter of fact, when the monkey had heard what Finley said about the subject, he knew that he


    was the one who had met the Inner Fiend. So the monkey had caught one kylin and sent him to trick


    Finley intoing out.


    But this kylin had not understood the monkey''s instructions and instead lured Darren out by mistake.


    "Well, I suppose you''ll want to kill me now in any case. Right?"


    Darren asked in a collected tone. "I have a question, though. Why did you chase me after I killed that


    Water Demon King?"


    "Why should I tell you? I don''t need a reason to kill a person," the monkey retorted arrogantly.


    With that, he lifted his stick and it expanded as the runes lit up. Now, it was veryrge, and being struck


    with it would hurt very, very much.


    "Oh. Well, it may interest you to know that I''ve not only met the Inner Fiend, but I also know where he


    is."


    Darren said it unhurriedly. As always, no matter how vulnerable he actually was in any given situation,


    he was determined to show no weakness or rm.


    There was a crash as the monkey dropped his stick to the ground.


    "What did you say?!" he roared. The next thing Darren knew, the monkey had closed the distance


    between him and had one huge, hairy hand around his throat.


    "What are you, deaf and stupid? Do you need me to say it again, slowly?"


    Despite his bravado, waves of dread were crashing about inside of Darren''s heart.


    This monkey''s brutality was the strongest he had encountered besides the Inner Fiend himself. As


    such, antagonizing him was not something Darren was especially eager to do, though he had little


    choice.


    For example, it was already taking most of Darren''s strength to just remain conscious while caught in


    the monkey''s choke-hold.


    All of the top senior holy warriors were far stronger than Darren, and this creature was one of them.


    Fortunately, the monkey had some strong interest in the Inner Fiend. So as long as Darren didn''t tell


    him where the Inner Fiend was, he would never kill him.


    At least, that was what Darren was betting on.


    The monkey drew Darren closer and hissed, flecking his face with spittle.


    "Tell me where he is, or I''ll kill you," he snarled.


    "Are you kidding me?" Darren gagged. "Without me, you''ll never learn where the Inner Fiend is. Go


    ahead and kill me, I dare you."


    With a sound like a cannon going off, the monkey struck Darren with his other fist, then flung him away.


    Darren fell to the ground in a heap and did not move for a minute.


    "You dare try to bluff me?" the monkey demanded. "Even if I kill you, there will still be another human


    who knows where the Inner Fiend is."


    As Darren tried to sit up, he convulsed as a sharp pain went through his chest. Turning aside, he spat


    up blood several times.


    When he could finally speak, he propped himself up on one elbow. "Finley doesn''t know," he lied. "All


    you heard from him was what I told him."


    "Really? Even if what you say is true, I think I still want you dead.


    It might''ve gone better for you, if you''d cooperated. Too bad you decided to be the tough guy instead!"


    With that, the monkey lifted his stick again, holding it high overhead as he stalked toward Darren.


    When he brought that weapon down, it would fall with absolutely explosive force.


    Darren''s heart sank. Sure that there would be nothing left of him in a few seconds but a red stain on


    the ground, he cursed the monkey over and over again.


    But just as the monstrous creature began to swing the stick downward, Darren blurted out, "He is in the


    relic, under guard by a strong man called Fris!"