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Chapter 583 Escape (Part One)

Chapter 583 Escape (Part One)

CHAPTER 583 ESCAPE (PART ONE)

Time seemed to stop ticking, everything froze at the moment, and Darren did not care about the blood-

essence mutant. Instead, he hurried to Scott, who was almost breathing his last on the brink of death.

While he held on to his head, Darren fed Scott with several pills and activated all of his spiritual energy

to help him heal from the injuries that he had sustained.

After a while, thanks to Darren's pills and spiritual energy, although Scott was not fully recovered, he

was free from danger. After making sure that Scott was stable and secured, Darren flew to the three

compelling martial artists of the Ancient Families and gave them a lot of healing pills, letting them heal

themselves too.

"Thank you so much, sirs. If it weren't for you, I would have been too late," Darren said sincerely.

In fact, Darren knew everything that was happening in the forbidden area although his real body was

inside the Starry Tower all this time. When he saw that the blood-essence mutant was about to break

through the restriction of the forbidden area, he was also anxious and shaken. Yet, he was caught

between two pressing rocks for his master's avatar was still trying to remove the cross mark for him.

Because of that, he was not allowed to go, lest he endangered his life and everyone that surrounded

him. Thus, he was left with no choice but to wait until his master's avatar was done with extinguishing

the cross mark.

It was lucky for Darren that the three masters from the Ancient Families had helped him to hold the

mutant at bay for three days. They had bought him some time and had succeeded in delaying the

mutant from reaching the forbidden area, and Darren was grateful to them.

"It's fine. Killing these mutants is also our mission while we are in the Bottom Spiritual World," one of

the masters said.

Darren nodded lightly and gave them a reassuring smile. After which, he flew into the air in search of

the blood-essence mutant.

After several seconds of flying, Darren saw the blood-essence mutant standing proud and tall in the air.

The moment Darren appeared in front of the mutant, the blood-essence mutant could feel some kind of

suppression. He had the same feeling as the moment he met the young man in black armor before.

"Why don't you run away when you had a chance?" mocked Darren against the blood-essence mutant.

Though it appeared more like an insult, for Darren had said it in a calm yet insinuating tone. Belongs © to .

"Why should I run away? Just wait and see. When my real body comes out of this world, all of you will

die. I'll step on your graves, and I'll trample all of you under my feet," the blood-essence mutant

declared without fear, eyes glowering in hatred.

"Haha, go to hell! That is where you belong, after all. Although the body you possessed right now is my

friend's, I will never show mercy to you. You have killed my friend, and now is payback time," bellowed

Darren. Soon enough, a torrent of blade and sword intents swept through the blood-essence mutant

like a storm.

At the sight of the surging potent intents, the blood-essence mutant's scarlet eyes suddenly dimmed. It

was as if he had transformed into a new being.

"Master, it's me. I'm Bruce."

Out of the blue, amidst Darren's impending rage, a voice was heard from the mutant. And as Darren

narrowed his eyes to have a closer look, the mutant's face twitched.

"What?" asked Darren as he frowned, being confused at the moment.

"I'm not dead, master. The mutant sealed my soul. Help me, master, please. Help me,"

By the look of it, the blood-essence mutant struggled to call for Darren's help.

"Well, now that you're not dead, I'll send you to hell!"

Like he hadn't given a damn about Bruce, Darren did not take heed as to what the mutant was saying.

Instead, he kept on unleashing his blade and sword intents like a torrent.

He wouldn't have been fooled by the blood-essence mutant this time. As far as he knew Bruce, he

wouldn't beg him like this.

Besides, Darren had already told Bruce not to call him master. Thus, Darren knew that the real Bruce

would never call him that.

The sly blood-essence mutant only read a part of Bruce's memory to deceive him.

"Roar!"

The blood-essence mutant knew that Darren would not be fooled by him, and his face grew more

ferocious. As a counter-attack, the tremendous demonic internal force by the mutant was constantly

rushing toward Darren.

Attacks and counter-attacks from both Darren and the mutant came one after the other. Amidst the

thundering chaos, a soft yet high pitched sound rang.

Seen streaked across the sky, Darren's sword was drawn at the sight of the blood-essence mutant in

an unfathomable trajectory.

The three master warriors from the Ancient Families below that had witnessed such launch from

Darren frowned in disagreement.

"This martial skill is too ordinary."

"Don't you think it's scary to use such an ordinary sword skill with his current strength?"

"Ah! It is a return to the original nature!"

The two masters suddenly made sense of Darren's attack under the guidance of the other master, who

could transform himself into a giant sword.

"Look at that move! It looked like he was cutting wood with the sword. Yet, if that sword lands on us, we

won't be able to resist. We will just turn into ashes in no time!"

"You're right. This is one extremely perfect and devastating attack."

Awestruck and held in bafflement, the three masters on the ground couldn't describe Darren's

excellence with words.

He was so young, but he had the power which was equal to a seven-star grand warrior. It was

incredible that a cultivator of both sword cultivation and blade cultivation could be that close to the

extreme. What a terrifying warrior he was.

The masters could hardly imagine how powerful Darren would be the moment he advanced into the

seven-star Grand Realm or even the Holy Realm one day.

And what if he would be lucky enough to enter the Emperor Realm as well? How earth-shaking would it

be? How dominating and compelling would he be?

In the thick of all the masters' thoughts about Darren, an arm covered with black scales fell to the

ground with a thunderous thud.