Chapter 1513 A Mysterious Man
The pyramid of faith, made up of the highest level of Order Law in the Primitive Wilderness, towered
over Darren. Its scale was astonishing.
Darren thought that in this world, only the stronger version of the Rule Soul Avatar could create such a
massive thing. Of course, there was an exception: the chief gods.
Darren''s mind raced. Suddenly, he realized that a huge amount of Power of Belief was being
transmitted to the pyramid through the iron chains.
"Eh?" he muttered.
An idea suddenly came to Darren. His eyes lit up with excitement.
''Could I intercept the Power of Belief?'' he thought.
As a Defiant Master, Darren was equal to the chief gods in name. He had the qualifications to absorb
the Power of Belief on his own.
Given this steady stream of energy, what would happen if Darren destroyed one of the links and
channeled the Power of Belief into his own body?
The two Bloodsucker Princes were the strongest among all the believers that Darren now had. But
even they were only the equivalent of warriors at the upper-level of the Deputy God Realm.
In the abyss, the creatures enved by the projection of the chief god were far stronger than the two
Bloodsucker Princes. And countless numbers of these creatures were here.
The more Darren thought about it, the more his excitement grew. For a moment, he forgot all about the
mangy hen and the belief crystal. All his attention was focused on devising a way to obtain the Power
of Belief.
If he seeded, the ck god''s power that was transmitted out from the dark void in his mind would
increase by leaps and bounds.
Darren still didn''tpletely understand the ck god''s power. He only knew that there was still plenty
of room for improvement.
He approached one huge ck iron chain carefully.
Stretching out a hand, heid his palm on a link of the chain.
Immediately, there was a buzzing sound.
It echoed through the dark space. Darren kept his hand on the chain. After several seconds, the chain
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started to shake, sending tremors along all the other chains on the pyramid.
The buzzing grew louder and louder, filling the dark spacepletely.
Darren was stunned by the force of the sound waves. He felt as though waves of energy were crashing
into his body, pummeling him constantly.
"No," he gasped. His face was pale. He felt as though his body was about to explode.
He forced himself to stay still and try to control the trembling of his body. Every molecule of his body
shook as he fought to adapt to the vigorous reverberations. He was on the verge of copsing when he
finally managed to merge the sound waves harmoniously with his body. Instantly, the heavy pressure
that threatened to tear his body apart was lifted.
He breathed heavily, feeling a rising sense of fear. He had almost died just by touching the iron chain.
"Don''t even think about it. That thing is not something you should touch," said a cold voice. Darren
nced around him, but couldn''t identify the source of the voice.
It seemed toe from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Darren spread out his god''s
sense, but he couldn''t find anything. His heartbeat speeded up, and he felt trickles of cold sweat down
his neck. He felt tense and uncertain.
The iron chains ttered against each other.
The noise rushed into Darren''s ears, and he braced himself. However, this time, the sound did not
cause him any pain.
His god''s sense remained alert, and gradually, he began to distinguish the blurred edges of a figure.
''What is it?'' he thought. He felt a moment of astonishment, wondering if the projection of the chief god
had sensed him. But on second thought, Darren decided that it was impossible. The aura of the chief
god''s projection was different from that of the one he had just sensed.
Moreover, if the chief god''s projection had truly found him, he would have attacked Darren immediately.
There was no doubt he''d have tried to kill Darren without hesitation. There was no need to talk to him.
The iron chains continued to tter against each other.
The rattling of the chains was moving closer and closer to Darren. He could sense the figure bing
clearer.
Finally, Darren saw the figure clearly. It was shaped like a human, but its body was shrouded by a
mysterious mist. The face waspletely covered.
''How strange,'' Darren thought. ''He didn''t speak humannguage just now...'' He was confused, but he
had no time to consider the matter. He had to engage with the figure now. Cupping his hands in
greeting, he said cautiously, "Sir, are you a human?"
The man stopped. He was still several hundred feet away from Darren.
The man did not answer Darren''s question, but Darren could see him more clearly now. This human-
shaped creature was bound by many ck iron chains, which fluttered like strings, the metal links
rattling noisily against each other.
"You are the descendant of the Chu n," the man said. He sounded very old.
The unexpected words made Darren feel as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Ah!" Darren eximed. "Are you really a human elder? Are you also from the Chu n, sir?" Darren
couldn''t contain his enthusiasm. He had never expected to encounter humans in the Space of Belief
established by the chief god''s projection.
His emotions were stirred by the fact that this man knew him as a descendant of the Chu n.
''Is this man an elder from the Chu n? Is he one of my uncles? Or maybe this man is actually... my
father,'' he thought.
Darren waited for the man to say more, so excited that he couldn''t say a word.
"You are wrong," said the figure. "I am not a member of the Chu n."
The calm answer dampened Darren''s exhration. Darren sighed and asked, "Then may I ask who you
are, sir?"
"You don''t need to know who I am right now," the figure answered. "One day in the future, you will have
the right to know.
Now, I will give you a piece of advice. Leave immediately and don''t try to steal any Power of Belief."
The figure spoke slowly, but deliberately.
Hearing this, Darren smiled bitterly.
"Sir, to be honest, I came here because I was forced to, by an abyss creature called Corissa. She
asked me toe and bring back her belief crystal," Darren replied, deciding to be honest.
"Corissa..." the mysterious man murmured. He fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long period of silence, the man finally spoke. "It''s her," he said simply. Darren could tell from his
tone that the mysterious figure was a little surprised.
"Sir, do you know her? She is very little now. She looks like a mangy hen," he said.
"She used to be one of the rulers of this abyss," the man answered.
"What?" blurted Darren. He was stunned. He couldn''t reconcile the image of the mangy hen with the
description of the mysterious man.
Could she have been so powerful once? To be one of the rulers of this abyss? He felt a stab of terror.
This was the hometown of a chief god!
Briskly, the figure said, "Well, we have no more time for you to ask any more questions. Get out of
here, quickly. You are very talented and very likely to be a supreme god. But unfortunately, as a
Defiant Master cultivating conflicting martial arts skills, your time of tribtion will eventuallye.
s! I really don''t know what Braxton and Alfredo were thinking,"
the mysterious man sighed, his tone heavy with foreboding.
"Sir..." Darren trailed off. He suddenly felt that this mysterious man might be a kind of existence that he
had never before imagined.
"No more words. Just go. Go!" urged the man.
Without warning, Darren felt a huge force enfolding him. A crack appeared in the dark space, and
Darren sank into it, until he waspletely submerged in the empty space.
As he crossed the space crack in the abyss, Darren felt a great weight pressing down on him. Soon,
everything went ck and he lost consciousness.
He awoke to find that he was no longer in the dark space. The mangy hen was staring directly into his
face. She looked furious.
"Master Corissa, please let me exin," Darren said hurriedly.
He jumped up and looked warily at her, knowing that if he failed toplete the task she had set, the
mangy hen would not let him go.