CHAPTER 257 MINGLING (PART TWO)

At present, there was no way out; this was the only means Darren could have a try. He was willing to

take that risk no matter what.

Boom!

Tremendous Spirit Power attacked at Denise's mind.

Denise's body shuddered and her shadow flickered for a brief moment. However, after only a few

seconds' time, her figure had already returned to its normal shape. It seemed that his attack had barely

made a difference. It seemed like he was merely annoying her with his attacks throughout the fight.

"You have such a powerful spiritual attack! It's a pity that I am only a wisp of spiritual intent. I can't feel

the sharp pain from that. However, your spiritual attack is still not powerful enough to kill the soul of my

original body when I came into here, so you are most certainly doomed to fail," Denise said.

If Darren's spiritual attack was powerful enough to erase Denise's soul of her original body when she

came in the Ancient Void Battlefield, Denise's wisp of spiritual intent would dissipate under Darren's

attack directly. But Darren's spiritual attack was far from being powerful enough to do that.

At that moment, Darren got to know the taste of real despair. It was a lost game even though he had

done all of what he could do. No matter how much he tried to imagine getting through that fight, it all

seemed to be a huge void, much like that battlefield.

Bang!

Darren's body was again knocked into the air. He was too weak and exhausted to continue the fight.

His breathing was already ragged and his body was worn out. He had taken so much more than he

could handle.

"I really don't know why you are persisting. How could you beat him if you can't beat me?" Denise put

ice in her voice. She was hard as a rock and her words stung more than Darren had anticipated. She

was right, after all.

"Yeah, you are right," Darren told himself. He was already beaten like this in the eleventh space, how

could he continue to fight with the guardians of the twelfth and thirteenth space? He was already

beaten before, how could he challenge someone with a greater power than Denise?

It was ridiculous. Darren shook his head, even he thought he was being absurd and pathetic.

All of a sudden, Darren felt he had cracked open something and fell into an endless darkness.

Everything was pitch black. He felt like he was falling endlessly with no real destination.

That was until his eyes caught the three pale green rays of light that flickered in the darkness. He could

tell from the light that they were a bit far from where he was. Subconsciously, Darren released his

spiritual sense to detect them.

He was already about to faint away in defeat when he suddenly saw a glimmer of hope.

"The Primitive Stones with an aura of desolation. Ah, they are the Primitive Stone that contain the

Heavenly Repression Rule!" Darren's heart trembled. Finally, there was something that could

potentially help him to continue fighting. His body was all worn out but he struggled to crawl to the

Primitive Stone with all his strength.

Maybe this was a chance; maybe he would be able to mingle his blade and sword intent with the

Primitive Stones. Maybe it would give him the power he needed to get through this fight. This new

found hope helped him regain some of his strength to crawl over the Primitive Stones.

He crawled and crawled with increasing difficulty. He felt all his remaining strength getting drained out

of him, yet those three rays of light were still very distant from him.

Eventually, he grasped a Primitive Stone in his hand. Nobody knew how long it took nor how great the

distance he had just crawled to reach it. What mattered was that he was already in possession of the

Primitive Stones.

"Yes! The Primitive Stone! I can mingle my blade intent and sword intent as long as I can refine it,"

Darren muttered. Gripping the Primitive Stone in his hand, Darren tried to refine it with his last glimmer

of consciousness. He closed his eyes and began to focus.

Buzzing!

There was a buzz in Darren's head. At the same time, Darren felt that the blade core and sword core

that were on the verge of breaking up started spinning rapidly; blade intent and sword intent also began

to gather in his elixir field.

Urged by some strange power, the blade intent and sword intent began to collide with each other.

When the two collided, they produced a sharp clinking sound.

Once in a blue moon, the collision of the blade intent and sword intent didn't bring Darren any pain. On

the contrary, a comfortable feeling surged through his veins. It gave him great comfort that even the

pain he felt from his serious wounds had vanished.

His blade and sword intent began to mingle together. Dark gold internal force with the thickness of hair

began to flow through Darren's energy meridians.

Nevertheless, the blade and sword intent mingled very slowly, and only a few wisps of dark gold

internal force were flowing in his body when one Primitive Stone cracked.

Darren's wounds seemed to be healing. He felt his energy slowly coming back to him. He could no

longer feel the sharp pains from his wounds.

Boom!

A stream of strong power dashed against Darren. It was so powerful that it even destroyed the dark

space he was in.

Swoosh!

A figure shot at Denise from the debris, his eyes were as cold as ice. His whole body emitted such

powerful aura.

"Goodbye, Denise." With a mutter, he waved the sword in his hand, a tremendous blade and sword

intent surged to Denise with a wisp of dark gold internal force as thin as hair. From a distance, the This belongs to - ©.

attack would have looked aesthetically pleasing, especially with all the wisps of dark gold surrounding

it. But the intent of the attack was far from beautiful; it was meant to destroy.

Silence fell over the world.

"Domain." After a brief moment, Denise had already restored her cracked domain.