CHAPTER 1159 ACKNOWLEDGED THE SECT LEADER AS HIS MASTER

"Yes, I hail from the Lothlann Continent," Darren answered.

"Good. Are you willing to become my disciple?" the white-haired man asked straightforwardly.

Darren kept silent for a while and suddenly said, "If I become your disciple, what will you teach me?"

The white-haired man was stunned by Darren's inquisitive question. He suddenly felt that Darren was

different from the others.

"I have half a scroll of supreme martial skill. Is that enough?" said the white-haired man, after a

moment of pondering.

"Supreme martial skill?" Darren was visibly awestruck, and so the white-haired man found him to be

persuaded.

Then Darren showed a preview of Void Penetration and asked, "So, what kind of level do you think this

is at?"

He remembered that the phantoms he met prior all claimed they were superior gods, and so he

suspected that the Void Penetration was supposedly a very high level martial skill as well.

But the white-haired man was not the last bit surprised after seeing Darren's move.

"The one who created this skill might be a great master, but unfortunately, in order to adapt to some

rules, he deliberately put a cap on this skill's power, so, its power is only equal to that of an ordinary

skill." The white-haired man immediately saw through the skill.

Based on his reaction, Darren found the white-haired man to really know his stuff about his skills. If the

Void Penetration was a top-level legendary martial skill, no one in the mortal world could master it, and

so neither could he.

"I'm curious. Now that you have obtained this skill, you can just practice it by yourself. Why do you

have to recruit disciples and teach them?" Darren said.

"You prattle on like this, but really, you just need to choose whether to be my disciple or not." The

white-haired man seemed to be a little annoyed now.

"If I refuse, you'll just kill me like what your daughter wanted to do, right?" Darren asked.

"You may take your leave now."

The white-haired man turned around and walked towards the cliff bitterly, as if he didn't want to speak

any more.

Darren was surprised at this reaction.

"Darren, I think he seems to have some reasons he'd rather not disclose, and it's clear that he did not

release any killing intent to you," Elsa conveyed, using her spiritual sense.

"Yeah, honestly, I can sense that he is not a bad person." Darren also felt that although this man was

cold, he had no ferocity about him.

"I am willing to be your disciple."

Darren called out to the cliff. The white-haired man stopped, but he did not turn around.

"Climb up three thousand feet high, and find a cave to cultivate," the white-haired man said calmly

without turning his head.

"Yes, master." Since Darren had agreed to be the man's disciple, his tone became much more

respectful.

The white-haired man ascended slowly and disappeared into the mist on the top of the mountain.

Darren walked to the cliff, just as the white-haired man instructed.

After walking about two thousand feet, Darren suddenly felt a huge pressure that almost threw him off

his feet.

'I see. It's not an easy task to walk three thousand feet.' Darren remembered Olivia's words when she

told him that the higher the cave was, the faster the cultivation speed would be. However, it was

obviously difficult to get to a more elevated place.

Darren began to activate his god's power to help him move forward. When he reached two thousand owns this.

and eight hundred feet, he felt too exhausted to move forward.

"Hmm? He wants me to reach three thousand feet high. It's obvious that he has fully summed up my

strength," Darren murmured to himself. Only then did he realize that reaching the cave three thousand

feet upwards seemed to be a small test left by his new master.

"Darren, let me help you," the dragon ancestor talked to Darren using his spiritual sense. With the help

of the dragon ancestor, Darren was confident that he could make it up to even four thousand feet in

height.

"No need, sir. You go have a good rest. We can talk about it once I arrive."

"Well, well. This is the first time you've ever refused my help, that's for sure," the dragon ancestor said

as he gave a hearty laugh.

"Cultivating is different from being in grave danger. One can only rely on himself to cultivate," Darren

replied.

"You have a good point. Take your time, and I'll have a good rest, just like you said."

Darren was stuck at the spot of two thousand and eight hundred feet and found that he couldn't move

an inch. He was worried he wouldn't be able to withstand the great pressure he was facing, and end up

falling all the way back down in no time.

Bang!

As expected, Darren fell to the starting point in mere seconds.

He struggled to his feet and lost all his strength.

"Darren, are you okay?" Elsa came over and tried to hoist Darren up with concern.

"I'm fine." Darren's face turned pale with exhaustion. Sweat started to trickle down his forehead.

"Since you can't get up there right now, perhaps you can cultivate for a period of time before you try

again," Elsa suggested.

"You're right. I can't get up there because I'm not strong enough." Darren nodded and then quickly

started to cultivate himself.

After three months, Darren finally reached the peak of the middle-level of the Primary God Realm by

virtue of his assimilating power and talent, and he got very close to breaking through to the upper-level

of the Primary God Realm.

However, to break through to the upper-level of the Primary God Realm was to reach a harsh

bottleneck. This could not be overcome through simple cultivation, so Darren knew this was where he

had to stop.

"I wonder if I can get up there now?"

Darren stood up and carefully walked towards the cliff.

After a few steps, he still felt a great pressure when he walked up to the two-thousand-foot mark.

Withstanding the pressure, Darren stopped at two thousand and nine hundred feet high. It was so close

to the cave!

"Ouch!"

With the enormous pressure weighing down on his body, Darren began to stumble. The cave was now

only a mere one hundred feet away from him. However, if he took just one more step forward, the

pressure would continue to increase and he wouldn't be able to stand it any longer.

"Do I have to break through to the upper-level of the Primary God Realm before I can get up there?"

Darren was a little disappointed in himself after cultivating for so long.

It was difficult to break through to a higher level as he cultivated further. Although he was about to

break through to the upper-level of the Primary God Realm, he knew he might not be able to make it in

the next few years.

"I need to keep trying!"

Darren didn't want to waste too much time. He wanted to succeed during this attempt.

The black god's power and dark gold god's power gathered on Darren's body and nearly emptied his

elixir field.

Boom!

Darren released all the power to hit down the cliff, hoping that the rebound force could give him a boost

forward.

"Ah!"

As Darren's body moved upward, the pressure crushed many of his bones with a nasty cracking noise

sounding out in several places.

"Go!"

Darren gritted his teeth and stamped his legs with all his remaining strength.

Bang!

His body was crushed by the great pressure. Blood sprayed in the air. Fortunately, his head and heart

were still intact thanks to his great defensive skills.

Bang.

Bloodied and beaten, Darren finally landed in the cave three thousand feet high.

"It worked. I made it, at last." Darren crumpled to the ground.

When Elsa saw this, she was so worried that she was close to tears.

"Darren, are you okay?" Elsa shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry. It won't kill him." Suddenly, the white-haired man appeared beside Elsa.

"He must have been badly hurt. Please go and help him!" Elsa knew that it was impossible for her to

set foot in the cave where Darren was.

"Go and cultivate yourself in the cave two thousand feet away. Worry not, he will come to you once he

is successful."' With that, the white-haired man directly sent her to another cave using a mighty force.