CHAPTER 1093 MEET THE IMMORTAL AGAIN

"Thank you very much."

As inheriting the bronze coffin would be of tremendous help to Darren's adventure in the Godly City, he

was willing to accept it.

"Relax your Spirit Power."

Darren nodded, closed his eyes, and did what Hiram the Great instructed.

A few moments later, a weird power rushed into Darren's head.

The moment the force entered Darren's mind, the crystal in his head started to resist it.

It was only after Darren released his spiritual sense and controlled the crystal that the power could

penetrate Darren's soul.

A few moments later, he was able to connect with the bronze coffin. The feeling that coursed through

him was similar to when he mastered control of the Ancient Void Battlefield.

"With this bronze coffin, you will not face any challenges when you break through to the Emperor

Realm in the future," Hiram the Great informed Darren.

"Why?" Darren asked with a puzzled expression.

"If you want to reach the Emperor Realm, you must condense a small world. Without it, you can't

become a holy emperor. But, this bronze coffin can be regarded as a small world. So, now, to become

a holy emperor, all you have to do is to improve your cultivation base," Hiram the Great explained.

Darren recalled that the guardian of the Ancient Void Battlefield had also told him the same thing when

he inherited the Ancient Void Battlefield. To become a holy emperor, one had to condense a small

world.

The more Darren thought about this, the more curious he became.

He had seen many holy emperors, but none of them had a small world. Why?

Soon, he couldn't help asking Hiram the Great.

"The small world is not for attacking. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why you haven't seen other

holy emperors use it. However, that doesn't mean that they don't have it."

"Ah! I understand." Darren's brows shot up, and he nodded. He wondered why he hadn't thought of

such a straightforward explanation.

"You must be stronger. For the sake of the world," Hiram the Great implored just before he vanished.

"I will," Darren murmured. Then, he too left with the unconscious old man.

After they exited the tomb, Darren returned to the old man's cottage. There, he transferred some

spiritual energy to the old man to help him wake.

"Sir, how are you feeling now?" holds text © rights.

"Oh, that stuff almost scared me to death. What the hell is it?" the old man asked with a bitter

expression.

Darren smiled.

"Well, you are the World Essence that I have been seeking." Never one to mince words, Darren spoke

candidly with the old man.

The old man knew this when he was in the Virtual Battle Space. But, he still shuddered when Darren

mentioned it.

"Kid, we were destined to meet. But, please don't kill me. Although I am lonely, I don't want to die.

Please," the old man implored.

"Ha-ha." Darren shook his head and said, "Why do you believe that I will kill you? I just want to protect

you."

Relief coursed through the old man, and his expression relaxed. He bargained, "Young man, how about

this? If I live here, I won't need your protection. Then, we can go our separate ways. What do you

think?"

"No way," Darren exclaimed. His voice was laced with determination as he explained, "Even though I

control the bronze coffin now, you are not safe. You are still in danger. You must come with me."

Darren was unfamiliar with how to control the bronze coffin now. He only could come and go anywhere

in the coffin as he liked. As for the other functions, he hadn't these discovered yet.

Powerful warriors, who had reached the Super Emperor Realm or even higher, wanted to steal the

World Essence. Darren could not stop them if they broke into his bronze coffin to get the old man.

The only way to protect the old man was to transfer him somewhere else.

"Well... Please, promise me that you won't kill me."

"Don't worry, sir. I won't harm you. I don't know why you are the World Essence. But I do have

something to share with you."

Then Darren told the old man about the importance of the World Essence and the Lothlann Continent's

critical situation.

"What?"

Aghast, the old man took a step back.

"Why? Why can they go to the Primitive Wilderness as long as they get me?" the old man asked,

puzzled.

"I don't know either. But, I do believe that you don't want the Lothlann Continent to be destroyed or fall

into their hands, do you?" Darren said.

"Of course, not!" the old man roared. Then, he lowered his voice and said, "Since you're the protector

of the Lothlann Continent, I believe in you. I'll go with you."

"Ha-ha, great." Darren laughed.

But now, there was a problem. Where should he transfer the old man?

'I should return and ask the witcher ancestor.' Darren decided to leave for the River of Forgetfulness

first.

"Sir, I am going to place you in another small world. Don't panic. After we leave, I will arrange for a

secret residence for you."

"Okay."

Darren then activated the Ancient Void Battlefield and transported the old man.

Then, he vanished from the bronze coffin.

Outside the coffin, the broken ice world condensed again, and the bronze coffin was still wrapped in the

blue ice.

"Shrink,"

Darren muttered. Almost instantly, the bronze coffin became smaller and smaller and then fell into

Darren's chest.

'Wait. I can't take the bronze coffin with me.'

Darren withdrew the bronze coffin and considered his options. If he took the bronze coffin with him, the

first fiend ancestor or other potential destroyers would sense it and chase him relentlessly.

Believing that the coffin was safe in its original position, he placed it back. Whenever he needed to use

it, the bronze coffin would appear as long as Darren summoned it with the force of control.

After a final glance, Darren turned and left. Now, he needed to make his way along the deep void to

reach the Barren Wasteland in the ordinary land.

As he traveled, a sense of relief filled Darren at the thought that it only took him over a year to find the

bronze coffin.

"Oh, wait!" Darren patted his head and exclaimed, "Water Kylin! I forgot about him."

It suddenly dawned on Darren that he had stumbled across traces of the immortal during his search for

the Water Kylin, after which he found the bronze coffin.

Preoccupied with the bronze coffin and the World Essence, he had forgotten about the Water Kylin.

'The immortal must have captured him. This is all my fault. I didn't even speak with her about his

release.' Darren blamed himself.

Just then, a cold wind blew behind Darren.

When he felt the cold, an involuntary shiver coursed through Darren. He gritted his teeth, balled his

fists, and turned around. As expected, a beautiful green figure stood behind him.

"I was looking for you," Darren sneered.

"Give me the World Essence." demanded the immortal. Her icy-cold glare pierced through Darren. But

her voice and face remained expressionless as she stated her purpose.

"Stop daydreaming. I don't have it," Darren replied coldly.

"Where is it?"

"Why would I tell you? Who do you think you are?" Darren scoffed.

"You need me. Your wife is still in my soul. If you don't tell me where the World Essence is, she will die.

And this time, I will ensure that she perishes completely," the immortal threatened Darren.

"Don't intimidate me. You have made an oath that you dare not break."

Cruelty flashed across the immortal's cold and beautiful face. After a while, she tried something else.

"Your pet beast is in my hands. I will kill him."

After several encounters, the immortal knew Darren well. Since the threat against his wife did not work,

she had to threaten this human with the creature that often accompanied him. Emotions and

sentiments were a human being's biggest weakness.

Darren's expression darkened. As he had suspected, the Water Kylin was in her possession.