CHAPTER 1018 THE ENDING BATTLE (PART TWO)

"It sounds like a war is raging."

The violent quakes and blaring sounds interrupted the Rule Soul Avatar's thoughts.

"Let's investigate."

Barely had the words been spoken when Darren and his avatar vanished.

To Darren's surprise, it was not Yahya and the Shura who were fighting. Instead, the Shura was battling

the thousands of chains released from the five black pagodas.

The mighty Shura Force rushed out like torrents, while the chains, like rules, repressed the Shura's

power.

They appeared evenly matched.

"What are those pagodas? Why are they so strong?"

Darren's heart lurched. How mighty were the black pagodas if they could resist the attacks from the

Shura?

"Howl!"

the Shura roared as frustration coursed through him. As he had been unable to destroy those iron

chains, he released a more violent wave of Shura Force.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The space started to tremble violently, and the power contained in the aftershock forced Darren to

retreat.

Not far away, Yahya moved backward quickly as well. But the Rule Soul Avatar remained motionless as

he stared at the five black pagodas with his silver eyes.

Darren stopped retreating once he reached a safe enough distance.

"Yahya, it's time to end it."

Darren turned to face Yahya as he spoke.

"Yes." Yahya sighed. "It's time to end it. Now, I see the end."

"What?" Darren frowned. Yahya seemed to be implying something more with his comment.

"This test was arranged by my future self because I wanted to know how I died. When you stepped into

this tomb with your Shura Force, the law that my master had left determined that you probably killed

me. But now I know the truth. It was the Shura you brought that slayed me."

"Nonsense." Darren shook his head at Yahya's explanation. His tone was as cold as ice when he

spoke, "The times in which you and I exist are a hundred million years apart. How could you have gone

to the afterlife to look for the murderer when you died? How could the Shura be your murderer?"

"It's a pity. Before my future self died, my master told me that the Shura had traveled through space

and time. He helped me to organize this illusion to find the murderer. Moreover, if I kill him, perhaps the

result will change," Yahya muttered as though he was lost in deep thought.

Darren stayed silent for a moment as he pondered over Yahya's statement. Then he said, "Even if you

are right and your murderer traveled through space and time, it doesn't mean that he will step into your

tomb. In the past hundred million years, countless geniuses could have entered your tomb. Hasn't

anyone else triggered this test and come here to meet you?"

"You underestimate my master's laws. The law system in my tomb can detect the killer's aura. Your

aura is a ninety-nine percent match to his. That's why you came here. As for the woman, she should be

a normal inheritor. However, since you activated the law system of the test, she appeared here as

well," explained Yahya.

"It is not possible that no one with the Shura Force has come here in the past hundred million years.

And anyone who has the Shura Force will have the ninety-nine percent similarity that you mentioned,

right?" Darren rationalized.

"No. you are wrong." Yahya shook his head before he continued, "The power of the Shura vanished

from the world. Even if someone in the later eras could cultivate it, they would only be a forty percent

match to the murderer's aura. You are a closer match because of the Shura, who is now fighting the

five black pagodas."

Darren was silent.

If what Yahya had said was true, it was possible that Darren traveled through time and space and killed

him with his Shura.

This thought frightened Darren.

It wasn't that Darren felt terrible about killing Yahya. On the contrary, the idea that all this was ordained

by fate terrified him.

'If it is true, then could my destiny have been decided a hundred million years ago? How else could I

have brought the Shura to kill Yahya in my era?

Is it possible that several parallel worlds exist simultaneously? Since I wasn't born in this era, how

could I have brought the Shura to kill him?'

Darren found this theory hard to accept.

"Conflicting. Very conflicting." Just the thought gave Darren a headache. A split second later, he

thought of something important.

"What's conflicting?" Yahya asked.

"How is it not conflicting?" Darren turned and explained, "You forget something important. If you hadn't

been killed first, you wouldn't have asked your master to create the illusion. But now, I'm still in the

illusion that your master set up. If I kill you here, I'll be killing an illusion. Do you understand?"

Yahya was so shocked by Darren's rationale that his mind went blank.

What Darren had said made sense because Yahya's death was already a foregone conclusion.

If Yahya's argument had merit, he could have died in an even more ancient time. Then, he would die in

the illusion once every hundred million years to find the murder.

If that were the case, the real Yahya had been killed billions of years ago or even earlier.

"No! What's going on?"

Yahya's hands flew to his head, and he groaned as a sharp pain coursed through his brain. He found it

impossible to follow this train of thought.

Such a complicated concept was difficult for even the Rule Soul Avatar to analyze.

"How did I die? How did I die?"

Yahya screeched. This question had plagued him for what seemed like an eternity. And just when he

thought he had the answer, the mystery deepened.

Boom!

A violent quake signaled the end of the fight between the Shura and the five black pagodas.

"Howl!"

Even though he was covered in injuries and blood, the Shura pushed himself to his limit. Finally, he

broke through the iron chains barrier and flew close to the five black pagodas.

Then he stretched his hand and slapped the nearest pagoda with an extremely powerful force.

The black pagoda at the front shook with the blow.

Bang!

The second strike left a slight crack on the black pagoda.

"Argh!"

At this point, the Rule Soul Avatar, who had been silent all this while, spat out a mouthful of blood.

The slight change did not escape the Shura. After he saw the avatar spit blood, he stopped the attack

and then walked toward the avatar.

"You control the pagodas," the Shura stated.

"You finally figured it out!" the Rule Soul Avatar remarked. As before, his tone was cold and

emotionless.

"You're strong. You can control three of the five pagodas."

"Release me and share your conditions," said the avatar. The avatar was not interested in the Shura's

praise. He was wise enough to understand that there could only be mutually beneficial deals between

them.

"Control the five pagodas and be my slave,"

the Shura suggested, without any hesitation. The ideal scenario would be for the Rule Soul Avatar to

control all the five pagodas and then work for him.

The Shura race would never be slaves, but they could have other living creatures as their slaves!

"I'll never be a slave," the Rule Soul Avatar refused. In this respect, the Rule Soul Avatar was similar to holds text © rights.

the Shura as he would rather die than become a slave.

"I will not allow you to live in this world if you don't become my slave as I'm aware that your existence

will pose a fatal threat to me in the future.

If you refuse, I must kill you."

Boom!

The Rule Soul Avatar couldn't escape even with the space skills as the Shura Force was too powerful.