CHAPTER 584 ESCAPE (PART TWO)
Hell-for-leather, the blood-essence mutant half knelt in front of Darren. He looked up at him in horror,
unable to believe that Darren thwarted him at once.
"Human, you are so powerful," the blood-essence mutant hollered.
"No, you are too weak,"
Darren replied calmly, looking down at the frustrated mutant.
Though it seemed to be that Darren was sardonic, he was, in fact, not mocking the blood-essence
mutant. In all truths, Darren felt that the mutant was weaker than he thought.
Even when Darren had just reached the Grand Realm, he would be able to defeat him.
In other words, as far as his skills in combat were concerned, the blood-essence mutant was just as
powerful as a seven-star grand warrior at the beginning level. Specifically, the mutant couldn't even
reach the middle level of a seven-star.
"Weak? You think I am a weakling, huh? Then let me show you how strong I am!"
the blood-essence mutant roared, and the demonic internal force on the surface of his body exploded.
The power resisted Darren's blade and sword intents that were looming around him.
"He does make some improvement, but it's still too weak!" At the sight of the mutant's show of power,
Darren shook his head. He could tell something was not right.
Kill!
Despite the weakness and frailty he could sense on the mutant, Darren did not pay attention to that
strange feeling. Ironically, he activated his dark gold internal force and threw a lethal strike at the
mutant.
"Haha! Come and kill me!"
Peculiar to what Darren had expected, the blood-essence mutant laughed crazily as he resisted
Darren's dark gold internal force. The mutant seemed very happy.
"Darren, go to Dragon Sect. Hurry up!"
Suddenly, out of the blue, a face appeared in the sky. The face shouted anxiously, putting Darren on
high alert.
"What?" As the sudden appearance of a face in the sky was puzzlingly strange for him, Darren looked
up. Only to know that the face belonged to the old man in the Sacred Palace. This material belongs to .
"His real body is destroying the forbidden area of the Dragon Sect!"
After the old man anxiously finished his words, a black light suddenly erupted from the side of the
southern land.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The harsh and ear-shattering sound made Darren's eardrums hurt.
The tumultuous roar jolted the mountains apart, and the sea was surging as if in a rage. The trees
along the vicinity swayed with the disturbance, and the air carried with it the message of destruction
that was astir.
Spontaneously, the whole world was covered by a massive cloud that was deemed by Darren to last for
a long time.
With a surprisingly scarlet glow, a bloody red hand flashed across the sky, then shrunk until it gradually
disappeared.
"Too late..."
The old man's face in the sky was dead grey.
"The forbidden area of the Dragon Sect has been destroyed."
At the sound of it, Darren's heart thumped. Only then did he understand why this blood-essence mutant
was so weak, and why he laughed so wildly.
It had to be said that this blood-essence mutant was too cunning for deceiving Darren in that way.
He first lured the young man in black armor to the Fire Cave and trapped him with the Blood Dragon
inside.
After which, he then used an avatar to cheat the masters here, while he himself went to another
forbidden area.
Unable to accept that he had fallen into a trap, Darren protested as he was cheated by a mutant—
hoodwinked and bamboozled.
But more importantly, as he shut off the thought out of his mind, Darren contemplated what he should
do now. He should, by hook or by crook stop or even eradicate the mutant on the picture.
The brutal air from the sky made by the mutant caused the world to tremble with fear. How could they
resist it now? Darren was caught in a quicksand of possibilities and did not know how to get himself out
of it.
In the demonic monster domain
Outside the Fire Cave, where the entire place was almost shattered, on fire, wrecked and ruined, a
young man was trembling in fear.
The young man had just broken through the siege of the Blood Dragon, and his body was scarred—all
red and bloody.
Just when he was about to hunt down the blood-essence mutant, he suddenly knelt on the ground,
shaken on his knees, reeled, and jittered.
"No! You shouldn't have come out!"
the black-armored young man shouted unwillingly towards the sky.
In the sky, a man was midair, and it looked exactly the same as him. The only difference was, the man
in the air was covered with blood red scales, and he threw a cruel sight at the young man that knelt on
the ground.
"Forgive me, my real body."
After saying those words, the young man in black armor, trembling like a child who had made a
mistake, couldn't help himself from turning pale and sweaty.
"There are no conflicts between us. Just let me live. Let me live,"
begged the young man in black while joining his hands in a praying-like gesture.
In the Void Holy Land
"I am the leader of the Sacred Palace. Darren, can you hold on for another day? We will gather all the
power and break through the space to come and face that fiend."
At this moment, another face appeared in the sky and addressed Darren.
Anxiety was written all over that face, but the superiority in his aura made Darren want to give in.
Darren knew without hesitation that the man was a warrior of the Holy Realm.
"No, I can't,"
Darren replied shortly, on the spur of the moment.
Weighing things out, Darren knew that diabolical aura from the fiend was no weaker than the aura from
the leader of the Sacred Palace. There was no way Darren could resist the fiend at all.
This was just the escape of one arm of the fiend's first ancestor. Its next goal was undoubtedly the
other seven forbidden areas. Once the eight pieces went into one, even the person who became the
holy emperor would have no choice but to die.