CHAPTER 298 FLAME INTENT (PART ONE)

Frissons of brisk icy winds crept through Darren's skin as he looked down on the grave. With a broken

tombstone perched on top of it, the tomb was with a radius of at least one hundred feet.

Unkempt and scattered in front of the grave was a golden skeleton. An intense aura emitted from the

pieces of bones settled over the whole place. It was as if something maleficent was looming just

around the corner.

After Darren made a keen observation of the skeleton for a few moments, he discovered that some

broken weapons were lying on the ground. Except for the weapons, Darren didn't find anything strange.

As he was lost in messed up thoughts, a deep furrow appeared between his brows.

"What is this?

In the far corner, something caught Darren's attention. Beneath the pile of golden bones, he saw that

there was some sort of green fluid that dripped out from the bones. The green liquid kept on spinning

around the rotten bones.

"That's the inherited bloodline!" Realizing what it was, Darren felt giddy with excitement. He instantly

raised his hand and planned to get hold of the liquid.

However, to his surprise, the ground trembled, and there appeared a sharp crack as he walked a few

inches towards the liquid.

Because of the sudden tremble, Darren lost his balance causing his right leg to be severely injured.

"Fuck!" Darren hollered in pain. The quake caught him off guard, and the excitement blinded him that

he hadn't anticipated that something awful might happen. Limping, he dragged his broken legs behind

him and stepped away from the skeleton.

"Well, I see. It is like the bronze coffin that I went before. If I want to move forward, I will have to sustain

continuous pressure!" More careful this time, Darren took out some spiritual herbs from the Space Ring

to cure his broken leg. The spiritual herbs calmed the searing pain he was experiencing in his legs, and

he felt grateful for that. This belongs to - ©.

Several minutes had passed, Darren recovered from his injuries. He stayed put and didn't dare to move

forward.

'Crap. After taking in thousands of spiritual herbs, the spiritual energy remained in my body is too

powerful, and it is forcing me to reach the Wonder Realm, ' Darren quietly thought to himself.

Since Darren had condensed the blade and sword cores, his cultivation stage was set over the limit.

That would mean that he would automatically turn into the Wonder Realm.

The only problem he had was, he was not able to collect enough Primitive Stones that contained the

Heavenly Repression Rule. If he happened to reach the Wonder Realm without them, it was inevitable

that he would die.

"I can't assimilate spiritual energy anymore. If I don't assimilate it, I would have at least one or two

months to collect more Primitive Stones before I reach the Wonder Realm," Darren murmured to

himself.

Given the circumstances, it followed that before Darren could reach the Wonder Realm, he couldn't

inflict enormous damage to his body. If he got seriously injured again, that would leave him with no

choice but to force himself to assimilate the spiritual energy to cure his injuries. When he used the

spiritual energy to heal his body, some unconsumed spiritual energy would definitely enter inside his

body and automatically improve his cultivation stage. In that case, his life would be in danger.

But what bothered Darren now was he couldn't figure out how to get the treasures out from the grave.

The graveyard was almost empty. No matter how hard he searched, not a single clue could be found.

He was getting desperate and was searching the back of his mind on how he could get his hands laid

on the treasures.

"I can't do anything as of now. But if I give up, there will be a tough wall in my way. What should I do

now?" Confused, Darren was lost in thought.

After pondering about the matter for a few moments, he couldn't come up with a good idea. A couple of

seconds later, a scheme struck his mind. Soon he transferred his blade and sword intent and blew an

aura towards that golden skeleton from a distance.

To his dismay, his powerful blade and sword intent was stopped and shattered into pieces. The block

sent the intent to flutter in the sky for half a meter high.

"Eh? It seemed that the fire flashed through the golden skeleton," he murmured.

Sensing a strange movement from the grave, Darren blew his power towards the skeleton for the

second time. Another burst of fire flashed through the skeleton---a little stronger than the last one.

"Well, I see!" he exclaimed. Challenged, Darren was filled with excitement. He immediately transferred

his most powerful blade and sword intent and blew towards the skeleton again and again.

Catching his breath, he saw that the skeleton's eye sockets lit up with an emerald glow!

As he was staring at the golden skeleton, Darren's vision went blurry, and he felt dizzy right at that

instant.

The next thing he knew when he opened his eyes, he was set in green flames.

Swoosh!

A blade flashed across the sky and cut towards Darren's flesh. Before he could react, a small cut was

left in his arm, and blood dripped from it.

"You are now in my Scorching Green Domain. I am giving you a deal. If you can defeat my Intent

Creature, you will be able to take one thing. Anything that you like from here."

The skeleton's wild voice reverberated across the entire place. He was the dead master whose

remains were left scattered inside this cold grave.

As soon as he finished talking, numerous green flames erupted from the ground. The flames stretched

out their claws in the air and entrapped Darren. The moment they opened their bloody mouths, the

flames revealed their emerald green sharp teeth.

"So it means that not only weapons, such as blade and sword have intents, but also these nasty

creatures." Darren could sense that the aura exuding from the flames where somewhat different from

the aura discharged by the blade and sword intent.

Worst was, the intent of the flaming creatures were more powerful than Darren's blade and sword

intent. Judging from their aura, Darren could say that the creatures' intent reached the premium stage.

"Okay. Let's get this started!" Darren gave out a roar.

Gathering his strength, he immediately turned into a flash of rotating light and went straight towards the

flaming Intent Creatures.

Not letting his guard down at the same time, Darren used his blade and sword and kept on blowing his

intent towards his nemesis. Though the intent was potent, yet, the creatures were rather strong, and

they discharged intense fire from their bodies. The fire alone was nothing less potent than Darren's

blade and sword intent.