Chapter 1525 Let''s Take A Big Gamble
If one had survived the tribtions for Conflicting Cultivation, then the heaven and earth of the Primitive
Wilderness had no choice but to acknowledge the existence of the Conflicting Cultivation. It meant that
the real strength of the Conflicting Cultivation would finally be revealed.
Anyone who sessfully broke through the tribtions for Conflicting Cultivation would definitely be
dangerous. He would be viewed as a serious threat to the lives of the chief gods. After all, only an
incredible being could survive the tribtions.
The chief gods would view any such survivor as a grave threat, someone who was even more
fearsome than a Defiant Master.
Darren had not only mastered several conflicting skills—he was also a Defiant Master. It seemed that
he was on a reckless path, destined to die from the tribtions.
However, the Rule Soul Avatar had a suggestion. He proposed that the two of them, a rule cultivator
and a martial artist, should be fused back into one.
Of course, no one knew what effect such a fusion would have. It could be incredible, or it could be
disastrous. It might also be Darren''s only chance of survival.
The thought of it was exciting, and the Twelve Great Witchers couldn''t hide their anticipation. They
looked forward to how Darren would handle the ordeal.
Darren himself was silent, lost in thought. Eventually he spoke. "But I promised you that I would never
fuse with you."
Although the Rule Soul Avatar was independent, he had still originated from Darren.
Once the two of them fused, the Rule Soul Avatar would disappear forever, but Darren would still be
the same Darren. He would simply inherit all the abilities of the Rule Soul Avatar,bining martial arts
and rule cultivation in a single being.
"It''s better for one of us to survive than for both of us to die. We must get the chance to see the version
of ourselves who practices both martial arts and rule cultivation," the Rule Soul Avatar said practically.
Indeed, deep in his heart, he was actually rather eager to see what kind of human being would emerge
from this trial.
Since he hade into being, he had resisted the idea of fusion, holding on to that resistance as the
highest principle in his soul.
However, now that he and Darren were about to die, such principles must give way to more important
considerations.
"But what if I miraculously survive after we fuse? Then I will have broken my promise," Darren said.
This possibility caused Darren to feel sorrow in his heart towards the Rule Soul Avatar.
He had gone through so many hardships with him. If it weren''t for the Rule Soul Avatar, he would have
long disappeared from this world.
The Rule Soul Avatar had helped him through many life and death crises regardless of the threat to his
own existence.
"My real body, you don''t need to talk about the promises anymore," said the Rule Soul Avatar calmly.
"When I was newly born, I didn''t have any human emotions. I thought about everything by weighing the
advantages and disadvantages. That was why I made such a request. But now, I feel that I have
already be a real human being. The principle of advantages and disadvantages is no longer my
primary consideration. I am capable of making a sacrifice if I think it is worth it."
Darren listened to the Rule Soul Avatar, not knowing how to respond.
He found it almost impossible to articte what he was feeling at that moment. While he and the Rule
Soul Avatar were undoubtedly the same person, at the same time, they were two independent
individuals. No other two beings in the world had a rtionship as intimate and as strange as the one
shared by Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar.
"Well," said Darren slowly. "I respect your decision, just like I respect your existence."
He didn''t say anything more. The Rule Soul Avatar was an independent individual, so he shouldn''t
interfere in his decision making.
"What about you? What do you think?" Darren asked,
looking at the Twelve Great Witchers.
One of the Twelve Great Witchers said, "He knows it''s almost impossible, but he still chooses to do it. If
it were in the past, we would never choose to take such a risk... But this time, I agree with you."
"Now that even a human can control thews for witchcraft cultivation, is there anything absolutely
impossible in the world?" another Great Witcher said. "I support your decision."
"So do I."
One after another, every single one of the Twelve Great Witchers agreed that they were willing to allow
Darren to break through the tribtion.
It was a gamble with enormous stakes.
They clung to the slim possibility of gaining a truly powerful man as an ally—someone with incredible
power who would be able to resist the chief gods.
However, at the same time, they had to pay a heavy price. The hiding ce of the human race would
be exposed.
But then, even if the human race chose to kill Darren and dodge the tribtion, it would not eliminate
the risk altogether. Sooner orter, the chief gods would find the human race. Even if there was a
supreme god among the human race, it would not be enough. A supreme god might be able to protect
some humans in order to prevent total extinction of the human race, but it was utterly impossible for a
supreme god to contend against the chief gods.
The human race needed something more. They needed a powerful human who could hold a position in
the Primitive Wilderness, who would make the chief gods feel real fear.
Such a human would have to be stronger than all the supreme gods who had ever appeared in the
past. He would have to be even stronger than Braxton and Alfredo.
The Twelve Great Witchers chose to take the gamble.
"So, let me start to upgrade right now!" Darren said decisively. Now that his course of action was clear,
even if sess was uncertain, Darren was in high spirits. He found himself eager to face the uing
crisis, which was like nothing he had ever faced before.
"Darren, you must take your time," said the leading Great Witcher, cautioning him against acting rashly.
"What''s wrong?" Darren asked. He wondered if the Twelve Great Witchers already regretted their
decision.
"This is a risky gamble, but we must do everything we can to increase the odds of sess. We will
ensure that the chances of your survival are as high as possible," the Twelve Great Witchers told him.
"What do you mean?" Darren gazed at them. He realized that he had to trust them. "What should we
do, exactly?"
"It''s very simple," the leading Great Witcher exined. "Once the human race is detected, many
powerful humans will be killed by the spiritual senses of the chief gods. It''s better to involve them and
ask them to join us in the fight. So for now, it''s not the optimal time yet for you to upgrade. First, your
realm must be sealed." The other Great Witchers expressed their agreement.
Darren listened, feeling confused, but the Rule Soul Avatar understood what the Twelve Great Witchers
were proposing.
It sounded crazy, but perhaps they had no other choice.
"Given your abilities, how do you n to get powerful humans involved in this gamble?" the Rule Soul
Avatar asked, for he couldn''t imagine it.
"Nothing special," said a Great Witcher. "We''ll just make our decision known, and any of the powerful
warriors of the human race who is willing to take part maye in." The Twelve Great Witchers
believed that exining the situation here to the great masters of the human race would give them the
freedom to decide whether or not they wanted to join the gamble.
"All right," said the Rule Soul Avatar, nodding slowly.
Before long, the Twelve Great Witchers used a special ability they possessed to send the news to the
human race. They announced that they had decided to help Darren resist the tribtions for Conflicting
Cultivation and face the detection of the chief gods.
As the news spread, humans burst into an uproar.
In the dark void, there was a hidden mass of chaotic source.
This was the real territory of the human race. It was the ce where they lived.
"What''s happening?" "They are crazy!" "This is insane!"
Tens of millions of humans poured into the huge square of the Ancestral Land, gathered together under
the darkening sky. They were all agitated.
The concentration of extremely powerful auras in that single spot caused the chaotic space to shake
and tremble.
"The damned witchers! We really can''t trust them!"
"Why did they choose to help Darren?" "It''s unbelievable."
"They are idiots! If they weren''t hiding in the abyss, I would tear them to pieces."
Countless powerful warriors of the human race became furious, and soon resorted to violence.
"Starry Sword! Finley Feng! It''s all your fault. If he had been killed earlier, this wouldn''t have
happened!"
Many beganining about Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng, castigating the two of them for their
decision to keep Darren alive for further observation.
Lord Starry Sword and Lord Feng stood indifferently, turning a deaf ear to the mor.
"Keep quiet."
Soon, an extremely old figure arrived. He stood in front of the hall of the Ancestral Land.
Upon seeing the new arrival, the entire square quieted down. But although the noise had subsided,
everyone still wore expressions of great anger and dissatisfaction, especially the most powerful
humans.
"Ancestor," they said, lowering their heads.
Although they were furious, they all bowed respectfully to the ancestor.
"Ancestor, we can''t go to the abyss. We can''t resist such a tribtion at all!" someone shouted,
unable to resist speaking even before the ancestor could say anything.
"We have no reason to take such a risk!" someone else called out.
"Those damned witchers! Ancestor, please kill them," another person urged.
Within moments, the voices had built up to a deafening roar, as everyone dered their refusal to go to
the abyss and loudly condemned Darren and the witcher race.
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The ancestor raised a hand, and eventually, the noise subsided once more.
"We will talk about it when Heath and the tomb keepers arrive," he said in his ancient, slow voice.