CHAPTER 221 FIGHTING WITH A CULTIVATOR AT THE MIDDLE STAGE OF WONDER REALM

Shortly after Darren left, two graceful figures stepped out of the shadows. One wore a green dress,

while the other wore a purple gown.

"Hailey, this guy has a strong sense of justice," the purple-clad girl said to the beauty in green, who

stood beside her. A bright smile shone on the girl's face.

The beauty in the green dress was more charming than the girl in purple. She had an attractive posture

and exquisite features. Her pale complexion was perhaps her only flaw. If Darren saw her, he would be

reminded of the fabulous woman who mysteriously appeared after the fight at the Ilmen Sect had

ended.

"Callie, how did he behave in your illusion world?" she asked.

Callie grinned when she heard the question. With a sly expression, she answered, "The illusion world is

full of prurience. How could I, an innocent girl, spy on what's going on inside?"

"Don't play games with me. You control the illusion world, and you know what happens in it," Hailey

said as she gently patted Callie's head.

"Eh, well... He used his Spirit Power to escape my illusion world. However, in the time that he was in

the illusion world, his behavior was quite different from an ordinary person's. He was not easily tempted

even if he didn't use his Spirit Power, and I had to force him," Callie reported sincerely.

Hailey nodded with admiration.

"Hailey, I wonder why you asked our master to find his location. Why do you want to follow him?" Callie

asked with curiosity.

"I'm waiting for him to become a superior talent," Hailey said with a heavy sigh. She took several gentle

steps forward and peered into the dark space.

"You mean... Is he the one who our master predicted to be..." Callie murmured as she stared at

Hailey's back with disbelief.

In the meantime, Darren slowly moved forward in the darkness. After he encountered and successfully

avoided several guards, he entered a basement under a large hall.

The underground passage appeared to stretch without an end.

After walking for a long time, Darren frowned. Darkness was all that he could see. There were no

traces of light anywhere. There were no guards either.

"Huh... Something is wrong," he murmured. Sensing the strangeness of the place, Darren released his

Spirit Power to scan his surroundings. Finally, he realized that he was trapped in an illusion maze.

"No wonder I can't get out of here. A rule cultivator has set up an illusion maze here," Darren sneered.

Then he mobilized his Spirit Power to try to destroy the spell of the illusion maze. Several seconds

later, Darren had broken the maze.

The oil lamps on both sides of the passage suddenly lit up. Darren concealed his breath and continued

to move forward. After a short while, he reached a stone house where several Blade Holy Land

disciples were drinking.

"They overestimate the illusion maze and erroneously believe that it can trap me," Darren mumbled.

In the blink of an eye, Darren had placed himself in the room. He had traveled so quickly that the

disciples did not notice him. Several bright rays of blade aura flashed before the room filled with the

agonized screams of the disciples. When the battle ended, only one disciple was alive.

Since Darren was in the Blade Holy Land, he intentionally used only his blade intent to fight. He was

afraid that other people might discover him if he used other skills.

"Tell me. Where are you keeping the prisoner?" Darren asked as he rested his knife against the

disciple's neck.

"Who... Who do you mean?" The disciple was frightened.

"Don't pretend to be ignorant. You have imprisoned an elder named Thomas Gongsun. I want to know

where he is being detained." Darren threatened, giving him a baleful look.

"He... He is over there," the disciple stammered as he stretched his hand toward a black iron door.

As soon as Darren got the information he needed, he killed the disciple. Then he walked toward the

door. He paused before the iron door, raised his blade, and plunged it into the metal.

"Crack!" The sound of the door splitting into two echoed off the stone walls.

Darren carefully entered the room. It was spacious and enveloped in darkness. The sound of waves

seemed to be coming from the distance. Just then, the broken door slammed shut.

"Who dares to break into Black Water Dungeon? You are courting death!"

A thunderous voice suddenly rang out. Using his spiritual sense, Darren found that two figures were

charging toward him. Judging from their breaths, one of the men was a blade cultivator at the middle

stage of the Wonder Realm, while the other was a terrifyingly powerful rule cultivator.

Darren was confident that he would be able to fight the cultivator at the middle stage of Wonder Realm.

However, the rule cultivator would be impossible to defeat if he joined forces with the blade cultivator.

Since Darren knew that he was no match for them, he fled toward a direction in the dark.

"He is so fast. It seems that the intruder is stronger than we expected," one of the pursuers exclaimed.

He was surprised to find that Darren was faster than them.

As Darren dashed through the dark space, he released his spiritual sense to search for Elder Thomas.

Curiously enough, he could hear the waves in the space. Darren wondered if this place had been

constructed over a large lake.

Suddenly, he detected a hint of sword intent. Darren immediately plunged himself into the lake. Not

only was he overwhelmed when the icy cold water seeped through his clothes, but the pungent smell in

the lake repulsed him.

At the bottom of the lake was an iron pillar to which a dying middle-aged man had been bound. The

moment Darren saw the man, he dashed toward him.

With one strike, Darren shattered the shackles on the man's body.

"Let's go!" Darren said to the middle-aged man. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

He grabbed the man's hand and was about to leave, but something felt wrong. A sense of foreboding

washed through Darren.

"Go to hell!" the middle-aged man that Darren had just saved yelled as he released an overwhelming

Spirit Power. To Darren's surprise, the attack was aimed at him!

At the same time, the blade cultivator and the rule cultivator who had chased Darren levitated in mid-air

and watched the events unfold in the lake.

"You have a very powerful cultivation base, Elder Lu. Your soul avatar should have killed him," the

blade cultivator laughed.

However, there was no response. Feeling strange, the blade cultivator turned to look at the rule

cultivator in grey robe, only to see his face had turned deathly pale. A moment later, blood spurted out

of the rule cultivator's mouth.

"Aaaaargh!" the rule cultivator cried. He placed his hands on his head as if he was in great agony. He

stumbled, and finally, fell into the lake.

"Eh..." the blade cultivator was stunned. Elder Lu was an extraordinary rule cultivator from the Medicine

Pavilion. The Holy Lord had to pay an exuberant amount to invite Elder Lu to the Blade Holy Land. How

could he have been hurt so easily?

Just as he was deliberating over the situation, an overwhelming blade and sword intent shot out of the

lake.

"He didn't die!" The expression on the blade cultivator's face turned grave. He immediately released a

blow with mighty blade intent and aimed for the lake.

At once, the huge lake surged. Numerous dazzling beams of sword light and sword silhouettes danced

under the water.

The battle between the blade cultivator and Darren continued for quite a long while.

"Damn it! My attacks have been hitting him, but it seems that they haven't broken through his

protection. I can't kill him!" The blade cultivator was stunned. He estimated that Darren's cultivation

base was low and that it would be easy to kill him. However, the fact was that his defensive ability was

beyond what the blade cultivator had determined.

Though one attack had broken through Darren's defense, it brought no damage to his skin, flesh, and

bones. Nevertheless, his internal organs suffered a jolt. Darren was in such tremendous pain that blood

poured from his mouth.

'If only I had completed the organ refining stage, then I would not have been affected by his attack. I

would have killed him by now, ' Darren reprimanded himself. He swam quickly through the lake while

continually launching attacks at the blade cultivator.

The power of Darren's blade intent matched that of the blade cultivator. He felt threatened by Darren's

continuous attacks. Darren's blade intent was so powerful that the blade cultivator's body had several

bleeding gashes.

"Damn!" the blade cultivator cursed. He was so furious that even though his cultivation base was higher

than the intruder's, he didn't hurt him. On the contrary, he had been hurt by him.

Finally, the blade cultivator decided to use his Omnipotent Talent Skill—the Icy Blade Array. With a roar,

he released the skill. The temperature around the lake dropped abruptly, and the huge lake froze. "You

bastard! Feel my Omnipotent Talent Skill—Icy Blade Array!"

Before Darren could fathom what had happened, the water around him froze and trapped him. What

was more terrible was that the ice was filled with powerful blade intent, which kept attacking him.

"Break!"

With no options to escape, Darren's only choice was to try and break the ice. After a few seconds, his

attack worked! The ice shattered, and Darren transformed into a beam of light as he headed for the

blade cultivator at lightning speed.

"Ha-ha! Little bastard! I am going to rip you to pieces!" The blade cultivator laughed when he saw

Darren shooting out of the lake. He was quite confident that he could beat the intruder. Holding a long

blade enveloped with intense chills, the blade cultivator charged toward Darren.

"Let's finish the fight!" Darren roared.

With closed eyes, Darren began the process of transforming into a fiend. A powerful demonic internal

force was released from his palms.

At the same time, his eyes turned sliver-white. He was using his skill—the Blood Dragon Phantom.

In the blink of an eye, eight duplicates of Darren appeared in the space above the lake. Each had a

powerful demonic internal force and blade intent. Darren, along with the eight avatars, moved in the

blade cultivator's direction with sharp killing intent.

"Huh!" When the blade cultivator saw this, shock was written all over his face. But he quickly calmed

down.

He quickly wielded his blade. The air around him froze, forming several intangible blades with chilly

coldness. After that, he flew toward the lake at astonishing speed. The Omnipotent Talent Skill was the

blade cultivator's strongest attack skill.

"Oh, this is not good! His skill is incredible!" Darren exclaimed. It was his turn to be astonished. He

summoned the eight duplicates and prepared to defend against the blade cultivator's attack.