CHAPTER 450 THE RULE AND MARTIAL ARTS CULTIVATION (PART ONE)

Bewildered and dazzled, something unusual met Darren's eyes as the arrow condensed out of the rule

power. This time the conjured weapon was much different compared to that of a martial artist—visible

but not tangible.

With a chilly light, the arrow aimed straight towards Darren, fast and unstoppable. Bemused with such

potent skill, Darren was held frozen at the moment and couldn't move a single muscle.

As the raging arrow neared him, Darren brandished his sword and attempted to block the deadly

weapon. However, his effort was in vain. As the arrow was just a vague shape, there was no way

Darren's sword could get in touch with it. Like a shooting star, the arrow slipped quickly through his

sword and continued to charge towards his chest.

The swiftness and invincibility of the arrow showcased a significant superiority, whose power could only

be waned by weapons that were cast by a more robust rule power than the arrow itself.

With almost an inaudible sound, the arrow made its way into Darren's chest, piercing and shattering

him gradually.

All at once, Darren felt a gust of vigorous stir in his chest. He was waiting to feel the searing pain, but it

came later than he anticipated.

The power of the arrow seemed to slit open his chest and destroy him from inside. He was so

distraught at the moment that he couldn't afford to look at his chest—afraid that he might not like what

he would saw.

Just as Darren stood transfixed in horror, the ring in his hand began to wobble and let out several

abstruse, unintelligible runes.

Like a steady stream of calm water, the runes began to flow into Darren's chest as if they were guided

by a gentle leading hand.

The runes confronted the power of the arrow. A severe fight was evident, and in the end, the runes

were proved to be the potent ones. After a series of clashing sounds, the arrow was at last cut into

pieces by the runes. During the whole fight, Darren did not dare to make a move as the clash between

the runes and the arrow had slashed his flesh severely, and the inflicted wound was only an inch from

reaching his heart.

While feeling great oppression, Darren was deeply impressed by the power of the arrow. A weapon that

could dig into his body, such things had not been in his concern since he had gotten intense and

invulnerable bodily strength. From numerous past experiences, he had known that even a one-star

grand warrior could not sting or scratch him, even if they used all the advantages that they got.

But today, if not for the ring, Darren's heart would have long been invaded by the arrow, and he would

have been dead by now.

"What a close call!" Darren sighed as his mind gradually eased the moment he saw the arrow crumbled

into pieces.

At this point, though the arrow had been dispersed, some of its power still existed. At the end of its

existence, the arrow was still dominant. In a desperate struggle, the remnant of its strength veered its

way towards Darren's soul.

Fortunately, Darren was strong enough to withstand it and drive it out of his body. "This arrow was

indeed formidable! Even in the dispersed state, it was still lethal enough to be able to kill a grand

warrior of two-star level," Darren wondered out loud.

"Master, are you alright?" the Water Kylin hurried to him and asked him solicitously. The arrow bored so

big a hole in Darren's chest, and blood flowed continuously down his clothes.

"I am fine. The wound is not fatal enough to hurt me. Thank God that we have this ring. Otherwise, the

fight would have ended worse for us," Darren said with relief. He took out a heap of spiritual herbs from

his Space Ring and assimilated them to treat the bloody wound on his chest.

"I am glad to hear that you are fine, master. I underestimated that guy and did not notice his last move.

He gave us quite a shock before his death. If he is still alive, I will literally peel his skin off," the Water

Kylin cursed indignantly and glared at the dead body of the man in the black robe.

"There is no point in saying such words, now that he is dead. I am quite concerned about whether the

Red Inferno Sect is aware of what had just happened here," Darren said with a frown. He doubted that

the man in the black robe had carried some arcane skill that could notify the Red Inferno Sect once he

was dead. His concern was tenable as the capability of the rule cultivators proved to be odd and

comprehensive in the past.

"If that's the case, how should we sneak in as planned?" the Water Kylin asked with depression.

Originally they had planned just to cripple the man in the black robe and not to end his life. It was not

only because they found that the man showed a sign of regret, but also because they anticipated that

they would reveal their presence if the man died. This belongs to - ©.

They did not expect that the whole thing would end with the man's death. After having this dramatic

turn of events, even if Darren could perceive the Red Inferno Sect's whereabouts with the help of the

true soul token, he was daunted to continue his plan.

"There are tons of malicious rule cultivators in the Red Inferno Sect. This man's death must have

warned them. How can we get in without catching their attention now?" Darren murmured in dismay.

Thoughts about how to locate and sneak into the Red Inferno Sect kept on spinning on his mind.

He contemplated a little and found that he had so little knowledge about rule cultivators to be able to

predict what their next proceeding should be. Suddenly, the One Rule Tower that the Giant Ape had

imprinted in his heart came into his mind. He had an instinct that the One Rule Tower would likely tell

him something about rule cultivators.

He could have investigated and studied the One Rule Tower earlier if he had not been in a hurry the

whole trip that he gave little attention to it until now.

With his hopes renewed by such notions, Darren transferred his Spirit Power to his heart. After that, he

began to activate the small tower that was stowed in there.

Upon activating the One Rule Tower, a buzzing sound started to ring around his ears, and the next

thing he realized was that the whole scenario in front of him had been changed. Now, he was standing

in front of a high tower, above which, lines of runes floated.