CHAPTER 386 REVENGE

"What's going on?" The lean old man pulled on a disgruntled face.

The rule cultivator in purple did not respond, eyes fixed on Darren. "It's you, bastard. This is great! It

was said that many grand warriors stand behind you, and that was why you were bold enough to kill

Bryan. I suspected that you'd come here to take revenge, but I didn't expect that you'd come to see me

all by yourself," the rule cultivator laughed. "Well then, let me have the pleasure of killing you today!"

The rule cultivator in the purple robe knew Bryan was killed by Darren. It frightened him so much that

he did not even dare to step out of his door. However, now that the enemy was alone and practically at

his doorstep, the cultivator was extremely delighted. He could not possibly pass up on the opportunity

to kill the lad.

If he had been by himself, the rule cultivator would probably be a little worried. But with his senior

apprentice, killing the bastard would definitely be a small piece of cake.

"I will avenge Elder Colin and the other elders today! So shut your mouth and get ready for your death!"

Darren bellowed, voice cold and sharp.

"Nonsense! Just you? Let me tell you the truth. Colin, the old bastard, committed suicide because he

couldn't stand the soul torture I implemented. Would you like me to try it on you?

With the assistance of my senior here, you won't stand a chance even if you are as strong as a grand

warrior. You're the one who should get ready to die!"

the rule cultivator in purple robe savagely said. With his senior's strong back-up, he seemed to fear

nothing.

It happened in a flash.

Without saying any more words, Darren darted towards the rule cultivator, the clanging of knife and

sword pervading the whole space.

"Humph!" the rule cultivator in purple robe snorted in displeasure. He then immediately implemented a

huge Shackle Rule on Darren while a light purple air shelter was simultaneously formed around him to

help him withstand the lad's attack.

"Insignificant skill!" Darren roared out, his stare as cold as ice. He then shot out a streak of dark gold

internal force towards the rule cultivator.

The air shelter was immediately broken into pieces.

"Watch out!" The lean old man joined the battle.

He muttered something in a low voice. A rune suddenly dashed towards the rule cultivator and

produced a pattern on his purple robe, shielding him from the dark gold internal force.

The pattern disappeared soon afterwards.

"Marvelous! Now it's my turn, boy!" The lean old man squinted.

"Hot Flame Domain!" The lean old man uttered out. Darren was instantly surrounded by a sea of

roaring flames. The scorching hot flames danced around him and made its way towards his meridians.

The Hot Flame Domain was different from Darren's flame intent. Unlike Darren's, the old man's flame

came from the heavens. It was produced with the rules of the universe, whose power should not be

underestimated.

As the fire continued to surround Darren, a human-shaped flame charged at him.

"That's it! I wonder which is more powerful, your hot flame, or my ice sword intent? I can't wait to have

a try!"

Darren released the ice sword intent, forming shadows of ice crystal that covered the entire fiery

domain, and engaging in a fierce combat with the human-shaped flame.

During the battle, Darren suddenly felt a strong Spirit Power rushing towards his head.

"Humph! You're seeking death!"

Darren did not fear ordinary spiritual attacks. The one who dared attack him would be the one who

would get hurt when the power backfired. The only spiritual attack that did him any damage was the

supreme soul hunter's spiritual attack back in the demonic monster domain.

And sure enough, everything went in accordance with Darren's expectations. A few moments after the

attempted spiritual attack, he felt a turbulence inside the flame domain followed by a scream of terror

from the outside.

"Break!"

Darren continuously blasted out ice sword intent and then finally released an extremely powerful dark

gold internal force, smashing the domain into smithereens.

The earth rumbled.

A massive explosion followed soon after, which then left the flame domain in total ruin.

"This..."

The flame domain collapsed and dissolved right before their very eyes. The rule cultivator stared at

Darren in astonishment. 'This lad is so strong that he even defeated my senior. What should I do now?'

The rule cultivator was starting to panic. He caught a glimpse of his fellow apprentice next to him

whose face had turned pale—he couldn't understand why his senior had lost the battle.

The lean old man's soul had been damaged when the spiritual attack backfired. He was flying in the air,

still suffering from the shock.

"You can use magic that only rule cultivators can implement. Well, that's great and all, but do you think

you can escape death because of your little tricks?" The lean old man was enraged. His skills were far

beyond just the Hot Flame Domain.

"Cut this bullshit! I'll kill the bastard in purple robe first. Then it is your turn!"

Darren then immediately summoned eight avatars. They all rushed towards the rule cultivator in the

purple robe.

"Spear of wind!"

The rule cultivator in the purple robe launched the Wind Rule in panic. Thousands of invisible wind

spears dashed towards Darren.

The wind spear was imperceptible to the martial artists at a low level. Although Darren's spiritual attack

was not as strong as the real rule cultivators, his Spirit Power was as good as that of the purple-robed

cultivator's, and so he could see the spears clearly. With a mere swipe of his sword and blade, Darren

was able to easily destroy the wind spears.

Rule cultivators could be powerful in a fight because most of their tricks were strange and relied on

stealth, making it impossible for martial artists to defend themselves effectively. However, in terms of

fighting capacity, martial artists were more powerful.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were nine of Darren in total, destroying the numerous spears in a blink of an eye. They all

stormed towards the rule cultivator in the purple robe.

All of the following events happened in an instant, too fast for the lean old man to respond.

Surrounded by the dazzling light of the sword, the rule cultivator in the purple robe launched many

shields for self-defense, but it was useless. He was wounded badly.

"Your time is up!" All the eight avatars merged back into Darren's real body. He then simultaneously

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"Supreme Earth Formation!" Numerous blood red runes burned through the rule cultivator's purple

robe. He could only withstand Darren's attack by burning the strength from his soul.

"Help me!" As he watched the enormous power coming towards him, the rule cultivator knew then that

the Supreme Earth Formation would not stand against Darren's attack—it was an almost unstoppable

force that one cannot go against. His face was colored in an ashy white hue as he shouted for help.

However, instead of coming to save his fellow apprentice, the lean old man turned around and fled

instead.

"I admit I have lost the battle, boy. There will be a time when I'll be able to kill you!" The lean old man

knew that to continue fighting would be a losing battle—he would only be defeated. He found no need

to save the rule cultivator at the cost of his own life. Besides, who knew what other powerful magic this

young man was hiding under his sleeve? It was too dangerous to risk.

The lean man gave up on attempting to save the rule cultivator in the purple robe and got ready to

make his escape.

Boom!

The Earth Formation was destroyed by Darren's numerous swords. Every inch of skin and each

meridian vessels of the rule cultivator were torn apart.

He fell from the air, full of pain and despair.

"Help me, brother.

You son of a bitch! How dare you! I did so much for you and now you repay me by abandoning me!"

The cultivator's eyes were fired up in pure hatred. He did not want to lose like this.

Darren knew the rule cultivator was already done for. He must then catch up with the lean old man.

All the enemies must be eradicated. Darren was not that stupid to let a strong opponent just run away.

What if he called for strong reinforcements?

Darren zoomed towards the sky.

As he was flying, he made use of his Spirit Power to perform a thorough search.

"Shit, he's fast." The smell of the lean old man became weaker and weaker by the second. Darren

needed the Water Kylin's help.

"Go after him!" Darren ordered the Water Kylin.

"Right away, master!" Water Kylin went with the speed of a three-star grand warrior at the top level. A

rule cultivator was nothing compared to him. His shadow disappeared swiftly, like a meteor gliding past

the sky.