CHAPTER 447 THE RESURFACE OF THE BLACK-ROBED MAN (PART TWO)

As a plan was formed in Darren's head, he was grateful for the ring that the red-robed elder had given

to him. The ring could help him resist the attack from rule cultivators as well as hide his aura for them

not to detect him. The ring could conceal him well enough that even the powerful black-robed

messenger might not be able to find him. Thus, Ethan's suggestion might just actually be workable.

However, the question that remained was how to summon that black-robed messenger here.

"I can help you lure him out. He does not know that I have been compromised," Ethan offered. More

than anything else, he was doing it for himself rather than helping Darren at all. He was with the hope

that if Darren could kill that black-robed messenger, he too would be freed from his bondage with him.

"You? Are you really going to do that for me? Or are you thinking that maybe I will spare your life if you

help me with that?" Curious and bothered at the same time, Darren was a little hesitant as to why

Ethan offered to help him.

"Look at me. I am better dead than being alive. This is not for me, and I just want a quick death. That's

all." All of a sudden, Ethan began to laugh as if he was relieved to know that a painless death was right

around the corner.

Even if he got to keep his life today, he would still be a useless person who could barely take care of

himself. Furthermore, now that he was incapacitated, that black-robed man would most likely kill him

since he was of no use to him. If he once again fell into the hands of that black-robed man, he would

most likely be tortured the way that he had just experienced from Darren. He was scared by that pain,

and he would not want to live through it anymore, which was the reason why he wanted to help Darren Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

so that he could have a quick death by return.

However, Darren could not read Ethan's mind. He was worried that Ethan might use it as an

opportunity to call for the backup of many powerful rule cultivators to attack him so that he could

escape.

Even if Darren managed to thwart their attack with the assistance from the Water Kylin, the Red

Infernal Sect would have been alerted to his presence. He would lose the element of surprise.

"What? You don't believe me?" implored Ethan as he saw the baffled expression on Darren's face.

"Damn! Yes, you are right that I do not believe you!" Darren answered coldly, sneering at Ethan, who

was still pale in the face.

"Fine. Then suit yourself. I am summoning the black-robed messenger in." Ethan then fetched a bead

from his garments. He then talked to it immediately, "Sir, I have successfully collected one thousand

powerful souls. Please come and get them."

Aghast and surprised at the sudden turn of events, Darren had been thinking about whether Ethan was

telling the truth or not. Yet, before he came around and tried to stop Ethan, it was too late as the

transmission was already completed.

Swoosh!

With that unanticipated move, Darren decided to spare Ethan his life. Instead, he brought the Water

Kylin with him and went hiding nearby using his ring to conceal their presence.

Before long, the black-robed man arrived as promised by Ethan. He was precisely what Ethan had

described—vile and vehement.

The moment he saw Ethan, he frowned for he was all beaten up and could not even stand. Who could

have done such things?

"Where are the souls that you have collected for me?" the black-robed man implored. There was a

tinge of urgency and authority in his voice.

Now, this was the moment of truth. Would Ethan reveal the information about Darren and call for the

help of the messenger, or did he have something else in mind?

Darren observed carefully. If Ethan dared to lie to him, Darren would definitely kill him even if it meant

that he would have to take some risk, instead of letting him escape just like he did the last time.

"You can collect my ass! Punk ass bastard! Ha-ha!"

To Darren's surprise, Ethan suddenly began to laugh while cursing the black-robed man with the

meanest languages.

"Are you playing with me? Do you want to die right now?" The black-robed man had never thought that

Ethan would dare play around with him like a fool. He was infuriated by the insult. Fueled by that fury

and humiliation, runes began to shine on the black-robed man's body.

"How dare you, such a low life creature, tell me what to do? Who do you think you are to order me to

do things for your pleasure? Do you still want me to be your dog? In your dreams!" Ethan was

coughing blood now, but he appeared relaxed as if he was welcoming what would come next—his

death, his final deliverance.

"Just die!" The black-robed man was clearly pissed off, and he stabbed a sword of rune into Ethan's

chest. With the fatal blow, Ethan died instantly, and his spirit was dispersed at once.

Seeing that the man was now lifeless and useless for him, the black-robed man then flipped his hand.

A purple bead came flying out of Ethan's body and landed in the palm of the messenger.

"Only seven hundred and fifty-eight souls?" After counting the souls and found that there was not

enough, the black-robed man kicked Ethan out of the anger.

"Useless piece of shit. How dare you trouble summoning me for collecting these rubbishes?" the black-

robed man mumbled a curse.

Only then did Darren realize that Ethan really wanted to die. So he chose the back-robed man's way to

end his own life.

Just a few steps away from them, Darren decided not to speculate further on the reason for Ethan's

action. He had collected more than seven hundred souls, which could only mean that he had killed

many people to acquire such souls. That simply meant that his death was rightful and not worth any

tears.

The current issue at hand for Darren was whether he should tail this black-robed man or just take him

down right then and there and force him to lead him to the Red Infernal Sect.

Looking at the black-robed man, Darren could sense that his Spirit Power was mighty, and his rule

cultivation must be equally strong. Even if he managed to outmatch him with the help of the Water

Kylin, his plans would still be ruined if the black-robed man managed to escape.

"He had been wounded before he died. Who did this to my dog? Could it be from some warriors that

are onto us?" As curiosity stirred him, the black-robed man noticed the wounds on Ethan's body and

soon realized that he did not inflict the injuries to himself.

With that, as a knee-jerk action, the black-robed man immediately activated his Spirit Power and began

to check for any suspicious presence in the radius of hundreds of miles.