CHAPTER 190 SCOTT

Darren quickly crashed into the Blood Dragon closest to the man.

Bang!

Since Darren was now stronger than before, the impact was more intense than usual. His stomach

trembled, almost making him vomit out blood.

It was encouraging to see that the impact worked. Now that the Blood Dragon had slowed down, the

man was more likely to be saved.

Upon being provoked, the other Blood Dragons wrathfully roared at Darren with fire burning in their

eyes. But the moment they felt the power inside him, their fury turned to peacefulness. They went

around Darren and chased the man again.

Roar!

The man had not yet gotten out of the big lake, and the Blood Dragons were still after him. As they flew,

they ejected fuming hot air from their mouths with their jaws open wide. The air coming from them

destroyed everything it touched. There was no doubt that the man would be snuffed out by merely the

touch of it.

'That must be the dragon breath!'

Upon seeing this, Darren realized that resisting it would be fairly risky. He speculated for a moment and

unsheathed the blade and the sword. At once, he shot numerous blade intent and sword intent towards

the man.

Darren's blade and sword intent flew even faster than the dragon breath.

Given the man's strength, Darren assumed that he would not be fatally injured by his blade intent and

sword intent. Thus, he made use of the intents' fast speed to increase the man's momentum and shove

him towards the shore faster.

'Whether you vanish or you live now depends on your fortune.' Darren observed in mid-air.

Darren's unparalleled sword intent hit the man just half a minute before the dragon breath, and the man

was able to dart faster towards the shore. Unfortunately, he was unable to avoid all of the dragon

breath, and the small amount of dragon breath that clung to his back corroded his skin and flesh,

leaving some of his bones exposed.

Finally, the man was able to run out of the huge lake. In spite of their fury the Blood Dragons had no

choice but to give up the chase. They submerged themselves into the blood lake and disappeared.

Soon, Darren also landed on the shore to check on the man.

'Uh? I must have met him somewhere, ' Darren thought as he looked over at the man. With internal

breath, Darren wiped out the man's bloodstains, and a solemn face was revealed. Almost immediately,

Darren recognized him. 'He is the Holy Lord of Dragon Holy Land, ' Darren thought, completely sure of

the man's identity.

All of the Holy Lords of the Eight Holy Lands gathered on the same day when Darren reached the

Mysterious Realm. He remembered all of their faces perfectly well.

'What was going on? Why did the Holy Lord of Dragon Holy Land come here? Who had hurt him so

badly?' Darren was puzzled. But more surprisingly, even the Holy Lord's immensely powerful cultivation

base couldn't save him from being fatally injured.

He carried Scott and propped him against a rock. After perceiving Scott with his spiritual sense, Darren

realized that he had already passed away.

"I am sorry. I was not able to save you," Darren lamented. He couldn't stop shaking his head, regret

looming over him.

Darren, however, refused to give up. He took out the bloody plants containing a little spiritual energy

and fed a few to Scott. Minutes passed, and there was still no effect.

A Holy Lord meant a lot to his people. While Darren did not completely understand why, he still insisted

on saving Scott as he thought about the forbidden areas of the Holy Lands.

'Aha! I should try the red fruit I picked just now.' At once, Darren took the red fruit out of his Space Ring,

and soon a fantastic aroma spread in the air.

Darren cut a small piece from the fruit and fed it to Scott. Then he quickly put the rest back into his

Space Ring in order to stop it from going bad.

After a few moments, something strange happened. With the fruit piece still in his mouth, Scott's body

lit up with blood flames all of a sudden as the air around him changed sharply. Darren identified it as

the aura of the dragon blood, albeit not pure.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had seen a huge dragon's shadow once when he set foot in the

Dragon Holy Land.

'Scott must have a connection with the blood pool and the red fruit, ' Darren speculated.

Moments later, the blood flames faded away. Darren checked Scott once again and realized that he

had come back to life. More than that, the wound on his back slowly healed itself.

Filled up with hope, he took out the fruit, sliced another piece and fed him once again.

After burning in the blood flames again, Scott became even stronger this time. His body changed all

over. Dragon scales emerged from his skin.

After about four hours of recovery, Scott finally went back to normal. He burst out an incomparable NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

force that made Darren step back.

Scott lay on the ground, his eyes open and piercing with dignity. His body exuded vital energy and the

black barren mountains far away were knocked down by it. Heaven and earth shook from his sheer

strength.

He had been revived.

Even though Darren used all of his strength to shield himself from the effects of the powerful shaking

force, he still felt dizzy.

After the force dispersed, Darren saw a solemn young man walking up to him. His eyes seemed very

prominent and awful.

'Uh? Is he going to kill me?' If so, he would be doomed to die. Naturally, Darren's heart pounded with

fear.

"Young man, thank you so much for saving me," Scott said sincerely in a cold voice as he got down on

one knee. This was beyond Darren's wildest imagination.

"I am Darren, the disciple of Lotus Holy Land. My Holy Lord, it wasn't a big deal. You don't have to do

this, I can't take it." Darren hastily stopped Scott, relieved that he was not about to be killed.

"Even though I was in a coma, I was fully aware of what was happening. I must thank you for doing this

to me. Let me bow down to you." Scott's eyes gleamed with sincere gratitude.

Darren smiled, and accepted the Holy Lord's kind offer. Then he asked bluntly, "My Holy Lord, why did

you come to the Fire Cave? How did you get hurt so badly?"

"Don't call me the Holy Lord. Without you, my benefactor, I would have already been dead. Can I be

your friend instead?"

What Scott said surprised Darren. It had never crossed his mind that a Holy Lord would ever want to

fraternize with him.

"Well... My Holy Lord, above anything else, you are my senior. It would not be appropriate for me to be

your friend," Darren said, declining his offer.

As a poor speaker, Scott was at a loss for words. He stood still for a while and said, "Darren, I bet you

are not such a traditional man. Even though I have a higher status, we still can be friends, can't we?"

"Well." Darren was stunned. "Since you put it that way, I will be your friend then. Ha-ha!"

Darren didn't deny his offer anymore and accepted it straight away.

"Ha-ha!" Somewhat unusually, Scott laughed and patted Darren on the shoulder. "Darren, my friend, I

am extremely lucky to have encountered you in my life. You are more than just my savior. Your body

emits the pure aura of dragon blood."

"How do you know that?" Darren confused. He wasn't even quite sure whether the aura of dragon

blood was actually inside him.

"Darren, the red fruit is called Dragon Saliva Fruit. It's filled with many great benefits unless they are

refined. Only in this way can I absorb the energy. Otherwise, the effect will disappear soon. When I

wake up, I will resolve your confusion," Scott said in a serious tone, as he usually did.

Darren nodded. Then Scott remained silent, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

...

Time flew, and before long, two days had already passed. Scott still sat there, motionless.

Darren was so bored that he cut a small piece of Dragon Saliva Fruit to eat. He waited to see what

would happen to him.

But before he could refine it, Darren felt the presence of two powerful forces.

"Who are there?" Darren looked intently towards the sky. Suddenly, two dark figures at the Wonder

realm flew over at lightning speed.