CHAPTER 509 THE HEREDITARY TREASURES

The instant the black mutant tried to escape, Darren flung out his hand and activated his Hurricane

Teleportation Skill.

"Did you really think you could pull that off under my watch?"

Darren sneered coldly as he covered the distance in a blink and landed in front of the black mutant,

barring his path.

"You bastard!" the black mutant snarled. Enraged and shocked at Darren's speed and the fact the way

out was blocked, the black mutant launched his attack, his razor-sharp claws swiping at Darren.

"Humph!" Darren snorted coldly.

He split into eight avatars, surrounding the black mutant.

The eight avatars countered the mutant, bombarding him with unmatched blade and sword intents and

powerful dark gold internal force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The body of the black mutant burst open in several areas, gushing blue-black blood.

He threw back his head and let out a pain-filled screech.

His body swelled until his veins became prominent. They appeared as if they would burst through his

skin. Or that the skin itself would rip apart.

Darren smirked. The black mutant's combat power matched that of a two-star grand warrior at his top

level. He regretted not being able to kill the mutant in a second or less.

At that very moment, the other two black mutants dashed forward. Killing intent spilled from them as

they charged toward Darren. Claws spread, they closed the distance quickly.

Whoosh!

Darren's figure disappeared. He'd reactivated the Hurricane Teleportation Skill, causing his eight

avatars to re-integrate.

His figure showed up again. In that instant, olive-black force exploded from him.

Sizzle!

The attack melted one of the onrushing mutants. His body turned to thick black fluid, spilling into the air

and across the ground.

Darren grinned.

'It turns out that the olive-black force fused with the aura of dragon blood and demonic internal force

can kill a black mutant in an instant after all!'

Previously, his demonic internal force would have been only sufficient to intimidate a mutant. Now,

fused with the aura of dragon blood, the black mutants' natural enemy, an entire new world of

possibilities had opened. The power was something for them to fear. The threat of instant death was

something to send them fleeing.

Swish!

Darren waved his sword horizontally. A wave of the olive-black force rippled around the whole area.

Before the remaining two black mutants could react, even as their eyes bulged with fear, they melted

into puddles of viscous black fluid.

"Awesome!" Darren exclaimed.

Grinning, he could barely contain his excitement. Within a second, he could kill a black mutant whose

power was equal to that of a top level two-star grand warrior. Such an accomplishment was amazing.

His mind worked as he considered the possibilities of his newfound power. 'If I use this olive-black

force, in conjunction with my Hurricane Teleportation Skill and the Air-integrated True Rule, maybe I

could kill a black mutant at the top level of a three-star grand warrior in a second!' The thought sent a

thrill through Darren. He frowned. "But could I do the same to a mutant with the power of a four-star

grand warrior?" Darren muttered to himself.

He estimated that even if he couldn't kill a four-star mutant, his attacks would still pose a great threat.

After killing the four black mutants, Darren chopped off the blood red iron chains that held the people of

the Shaoyan Clan and rescued them all.

After that, he took out a variety of spiritual herbs, elixirs, and pills from his Space Ring and distributed

them to the rescued clan members.

"I am sorry, but who are you?"

inquired a few of the Shaoyan Clan's three-star warriors, suspicion in their eyes when they should have

been grateful.

"I'm Darren, Timothy Shaoyan's friend. There's no need to worry. You can trust me. Here." Darren

gestured to the supplies. "Take these medicines to quickly heal your injuries." He nodded

encouragingly and offered them a sincere smile.

"Ah, Darren. Timothy mentioned you before. You were the one who helped him escape from the

Purgatorial Tripod," a middle-aged man said. He was Adam, Timothy's uncle.

After Timothy returned to his clan that day when he got out of the Purgatorial Tripod, he explained

everything that had happened there to most of the clan. They were all very grateful to Darren, but at

that time, Timothy's whole clan was already in chaos. Thus, they couldn't send anyone to help Darren

attack the Red Inferno Sect.

Darren nodded slightly. "We can talk about that later. Do you know where Timothy and Abelard are

now? I'm going to save them."

"They're hiding in the defense weapon on the top floor. We'll go with you," Adam replied.

"No, thanks. I'll rescue them alone. Sir, I think you all should heal your injuries first and try to recover as

soon as possible. After you all recover, we'll have a better chance of getting out of here," Darren said.

"But there is a mutant beast who is as strong as a three-star grand warrior on the top floor. I'm afraid

that you..." Timothy's uncle hesitated. But Darren knew what the man had meant to say. He was

worried that Darren would lose to the mutant.

"Chief, when killing the mutants earlier, Darren displayed very powerful attacking skills," said one of the

Shaoyan Clan's warriors. "Yes." Another warrior nodded. "And he was faster than us in killing a top

level two-star mutant."

A third warrior said, "I think Darren's cultivation base is above us, so please let him rescue Timothy and

Abelard."

More warriors offered their opinions. "Yes, Darren's skills are really amazing. We're seriously injured.

Even if we go with him, we might prove to be more hindrance than help."

On and on the voices went, with more offering their thoughts and suggestions.

Adam looked from one warrior to another. He nodded, seemingly agreeing with many of them.

"Darren, then thank you for your help," Adam said sincerely with his hands cupped. He bowed to

Darren.

"Darren, thank you for your help," chanted the remaining strong warriors of the Shaoyan Clan as one.

They cupped their hands and bowed.

Darren bowed to them. "Thank you, sirs. But you do not have to be this courteous. Timothy and I are

close friends. I will try my best to rescue him." Darren lifted his head and offered an appreciative smile.

After that, Darren was ready to fly to the stone castle's top floor.

"Darren, please wait for a moment. I have some things to tell you before you go," Adam said.

"All right. What is it?" Darren asked and turned back.

"I will make it short. This stone castle is our Shaoyan Clan's Heaven and Earth Castle; it has four

floors, of which the second and third floors were originally used to test the geniuses of our clan. You

should check each floor carefully before you go to the top floor to rescue Timothy."

Taken aback, Darren frowned and asked, "Do I also have to pass the test of each floor before I go to

the top floor?"

"No, you don't have to. With your current fighting power, those tests are useless. They may have been

destroyed by the mutants. But the second and third floors have our clan's treasures handed down from

our ancestors. If you went there and found that those treasures were not destroyed by the mutants, you

could take them and use them to fight the mutants.

There is an Energy Gathering Pool in the second floor. The crystal at the bottom will be useful. In the

third floor, there are three ancient Divine Weapons, a blade, a spear and a sword. Either one or all of

them should increase your power. If the mutants have taken them or destroyed them, then at least

you're prepared for that possibility also." Adam bowed when he was done.

"I see. Thank you." Darren nodded and flew straight up the castle.

After he left, one of the grand warriors from the Shaoyan Clan asked, "Chief, these are the hereditary

treasures of our clan. Isn't it against our ancestral teachings to allow an outsider to have them?"

Adam scowled. "Our clan is on the verge of being destroyed. Does it really matter if we obey our

ancestral teachings? The treasures can be obtained by those who have strong enough abilities. As for

the ancient spiritual crystal in the Energy Gathering Pool, no one in our clan has absorbed the spiritual

energy inside it for countless years. We can only rely on the array to absorb spiritual energy. So the

crystal has not been so useful to us.

Darren is outstanding. Despite being in his twenties, his combat power is beyond any of us. He might

be strong enough to use the crystal. The same thing with the three Divine Weapons. No one in our clan

can wield them. If they were not taken away by the mutants, maybe he could be their owner. Didn't you

find out that he cultivates both the sword and blade skills at the same time?" Adam gestured to an elder

grand warrior. The elder grand warrior nodded. This material belongs to .

Adam continued, "Warriors who cultivate both the sword and blade skills are legendary figures.

He might have broken the repression of Conflicting Cultivation. It's the very reason he wasn't killed long

ago."

The elder warrior bowed. "Chief Adam is right. Darren has definitely displayed power unlike anyone I

ever witnessed. He's also proven to be a good friend. He came to help our young master, and even

rescued us without hesitation. His such qualities are hard to find nowadays. If these hereditary

treasures are useful to him, then all the better. They can be considered as our rewards to him. If they

are not useful to him, we will owe him a lot." Sincerity lit the elder's eyes.

The first grand warrior bowed to both of them in turn. "Both Chief Adam and the elder have made very

good points. I was foolish to raise such a doubt." Adam smiled at him. He then turned to the others.

"All right! Let's be quick about healing our wounds. Those spiritual herbs, elixirs, and pills Darren left

are also very valuable. We should appreciate his generosity, and be ready in case he needs our help.

If it were some other person, they would not have given such valuable items to strangers." The people

of the Shaoyan Clan bowed to the Chief. Many offered their thanks and respect for Darren.

Darren soon reached the stone castle's second floor.

The place was a mess. All that remained of the large pool at the center was broken stone and rubble.

Disappointed, Darren shook his head.

On a whim, he released his spiritual sense to detect the entire floor. Soon, he felt an extremely

majestic, profound aura flowing in the broken pool. He grinned at the discovery.