CHAPTER 1062 THE TREASURE IN THE RIVER OF FORGETFULNESS

The witcher ancestor motioned for Darren to sit, and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Sir, who brought the one hundred thousand senior holy warriors to the River of Forgetfulness?" Darren

asked.

After a moment of silence, the witcher ancestor questioned, "Why do you ask this?"

"Because I know that there is an extremely powerful cultivator hiding in the River of Forgetfulness. He

once survived the thunder punishment of the Heavenly Repression. He used the River of Forgetfulness

to draw the thunder punishment to ancient times.

Although I have never heard of such a cultivator in any legend or story, I know that he is real. Not long

ago, he helped me to block the thunder punishment when I underwent a Heavenly Repression. So, I

believe that the hundred thousand ancient senior holy warriors are connected to him somehow."

The witcher ancestor shuddered when he heard Darren's explanation.

"You've met him before?"

"Yes. But his body was hidden in yellow mist, and I couldn't see his face clearly."

"It's good that you didn't see him." Confusion coursed through Darren at the witcher ancestor's remark.

"What do you mean?" Darren asked as he glanced at the witcher ancestor.

"You don't have to know, because you are not supposed to know."

"Why can't I know? Please tell me. Who is he?" Darren beseeched.

"This is not the time to tell you." The witcher ancestor stood and turned his back to Darren. His loose

black robe fluttered even though there was no breeze. Finally, after a brief silence, he spoke. "If there is

nothing else, you can leave now."

"What?"

Darren didn't expect that the witcher ancestor would ask him to leave after only a few questions.

"Sir, if it makes you uncomfortable, then I won't ask about him.

Can you tell me more about the immortal? Where is she?" Darren hurriedly changed the topic.

The witcher ancestor's black robe settled as he took a deep breath. "She has gone into hiding."

"What?" Such astonishment coursed through Darren that he jumped to his feet. Why would the

immortal hide? Did she encounter a strong enemy?

"Is it because she met that person?" Darren asked. Since no one was willing to speak about the strong

cultivator, and he seemed terrifying enough to unsettle the witcher ancestor, Darren assumed that the

strong cultivator could be the reason the immortal was hiding.

The witcher ancestor's brief nod confirmed Darren's suspicions.

Darren's heart thumped wildly in his chest. That mysterious warrior had scared the immortal. How

terrifying was he?

When Darren could feel anger emanating from the witcher ancestor, he changed the topic. "Sir, I have

heard that there is a treasure in the River of Forgetfulness. Do you know about it?"

"Do you want it?" As the witcher ancestor turned to face Darren, green flames danced in his eyes.

"Well, that depends. If it can help me improve my strength, I would like it, yes. Now that five body parts

of the first fiend ancestor have escaped, it won't take long before he regains his strength. By then, the

human race will be in grave danger. I must become stronger," Darren explained.

"I know." The witcher ancestor's reply was so casual that Darren was mystified further. He gazed at the

witcher ancestor expectantly. Finally, the witcher ancestor sighed and explained, "I released the

remaining Witcher Power to protect the forbidden areas when I sensed that the Inner Fiend had broken

through one of the forbidden areas."

Realization coursed through Darren, and his expression relaxed. The witcher ancestor was responsible

for releasing the Witcher Power that guarded the forbidden areas and the places where the human

race lived.

A smile danced on Darren's lips as he wondered why he hadn't reached this conclusion earlier. After

all, who else in the world could have such powerful Witcher Power besides the witcher ancestor?

"Sir, why don't you suppress the first fiend ancestor again?" Darren questioned. Now that a few of his

queries were being answered, he hoped that the witcher ancestor wouldn't evade his questions.

"It's not that easy. If I could do it, I wouldn't have waited for so long. Besides, the biggest threat to the

human race isn't the first fiend ancestor. I've told you this before," the witcher ancestor stated.

Darren's brow shot up when he remembered that the witcher ancestor had earlier disclosed that the

biggest threat to the Lothlann Continent was Darren himself!

The witcher ancestor's warning plus what the avatar had told him were pieces in a puzzle that had for

long plagued Darren. While he seemed to grasp a key point, his understanding was still vague. It was

almost as if the answers he sought were shrouded in mist, which made it impossible for him to see

through. This left Darren more upset than before.

"Alas." Darren sighed in resignation. He knew that he shouldn't ask too many questions about that

mysterious, powerful cultivator.

"And what about the treasure? You haven't told me anything about it yet, sir."

"At your present strength, it will be very difficult for you to get that treasure. But once you acquire it,

your strength will increase manifold, perhaps even to the point where you become a holy emperor at

the top level."

Finally, the witcher ancestor said something that appealed to Darren!

To become a holy emperor at the top level? This was what Darren desired.

"Sir, I want that treasure! Even if the first fiend ancestor regains his strength, he will be no match for me

if I become a holy emperor at the top level!" Darren said confidently.

Although Darren had just become a half-step emperor, he already had the fighting power of a warrior at

the middle stage of the Emperor Realm. If he became a real holy emperor, the increase in his strength

would be unimaginable.

A holy emperor at the top level who cultivated conflicting skills would be very powerful indeed!

It is harder to cultivate conflicting skills in the later ages than in the ancient times, as seen from the fact

that no one had become a half-step emperor in the later ages, let alone become a holy emperor. If

someone could become a holy emperor by cultivating conflicting skills in the later ages, he or she

would absolutely be able to rule the world.

Darren also felt that once he became a holy emperor, he would have the power and confidence to fight

the immortal.

"What if you die?" The witcher ancestor's concern was justified as it was challenging to become a holy

emperor. Darren's only way to get that treasure was to risk his life to the end, which would be crueler

than any tribulation he had ever experienced.

"If I die, then that's my fate. Besides, the human race is in grave danger, and they need a person to

save them, don't they? We don't have much time, sir."

Darren sighed. If no holy emperor appeared in the near future, the first fiend ancestor would destroy

the Lothlann Continent.

"Alas."

The witcher ancestor sighed in a hoarse and dry voice. Merely talking to Darren seemed to have aged

him.

"There is a Godly City."

"Are you talking about the treasure?" Darren asked with a frown.

"Yes. The treasure is the grave of the peerless genius." The witcher ancestor's brows furrowed as he

seemed to be recalling something.

"I have endured several trials and hardships. I believe I can survive this as well. Please guide me, sir!"

Darren found it harder and harder to resist the temptation to become a holy emperor. He didn't have

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This was a great opportunity for him to be on par with his sworn enemy. He couldn't lose this chance.

"Have you decided?"

"Yes, I have!"

The witcher ancestor hesitated. This was a huge gamble. If Darren failed, then countless years of wait

would eventually lead to a destructive ending.

He also knew that if Darren didn't become a holy emperor, it wouldn't be long before the Lothlann

Continent was destroyed.

"Okay, I will respect your decision.

But I have a condition. You will cultivate for three years first. Then, I will send you to the Godly City," the

witcher ancestor said.

"Sir, please send me there now." From the moment Darren heard that there was a chance for him to

rise to the level of a holy emperor, he began to feel restless. He didn't want to wait a second longer, let

alone three years.

"Don't be impetuous. I have asked you to cultivate first as sending you to the Godly City will consume a

lot of Witcher Power. It will take me three years to accumulate enough power to send you there." The

witcher ancestor was annoyed with Darren's impatience.

"Uh..." Darren realized that it had been inappropriate for him to be so eager. So, he nodded awkwardly.

"In my space, spiritual energy cannot fluctuate. You can't use the spiritual energy liquid you have

brought here, either. You can leave now. I don't care whether you cultivate or find another way to pass

these three years. I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Yes, sir," Darren said as he bowed reverently.

Then the witcher ancestor waved his hand, and a force carried Darren out.