CHAPTER 646 GOING DEEPER

"He is the master of the Golden Sacred Sect, Dexter Jin!"

The elders of the Dragon Chasing Sect gasped.

It was said that the master of the Golden Sacred Sect had tremendous strength and seemed to be

close to reaching the Holy Realm. But no one knew where he was and few people had seen him except

his disciples.

"No wonder the Chief Elder slapped me. What should I do now?"

"What else can we do? It depends on what the Chief Elder does next. We must follow his lead."

The Chief Elder was mortified. His pathetic excuse had embarrassed him enough to bring a blush to his

cheeks.

"Old bastard, 'Man proposes but God disposes.' Can you still kill us? What are you going to do now?"

Webster asked. He was covered in blood, but he still gave the Chief Elder a ferocious smile, since his

master was here for support.

"Webster, why are you so useless? Can't you even defeat an opponent in the same realm as you?"

Dexter Jin asked calmly. He wasn't happy that Webster had been defeated by the Chief Elder.

"My Master, I was careless and fell for these despicable people's ambush. Sean has been killed by

them. Master, please seek justice for us." Webster's humility was blatant now that his master stood by

him.

"Justice! There isn't any justice in the world. Everything follows the law of the jungle. Do you

understand?"

After saying this, Dexter Jin waved his hand to the elder who'd just been slapped by the Chief Elder of

the Dragon Chasing Sect.

The pale golden light, like dust, shot towards the elder. The elder didn't move at all, but his body started

to break into pieces. It turned into grit which was then carried away by the wind.

"The Fringe Holy Will at a hundred percent!"

With a wave of his hand, Dexter Jin had killed a master who had a seventy percent Fringe Holy Will,

which was so terrifying. He was tremendously powerful.

'This man is actually very powerful. He might be only a little bit inferior to Mathew and Hanson, ' Darren

muttered to himself, shocked by Dexter's strength.

On second thought, Dexter was at most a half step away from the Holy Realm, with the Fringe Holy

Will at one hundred percent. What about real holy warriors then? How powerful were they? In addition

to the inferior holy warriors, there were also junior holy warriors, senior holy warriors and then holy

emperors who reached the Emperor Realm. Their strength must be truly amazing and unimaginable.

Even that mysterious elderly man had reached an unbelievable level.

Hundreds of clay figurine generals turned into ashes immediately before they drew close to the elderly

man. How powerful was he? It was difficult for Hanson and Mathew to deal with one clay figurine at

such a level.

'That old man must at least be a senior holy warrior. If not even a holy emperor, ' Darren guessed. 'But

not every holy emperor is invincible. Those great masters in the ancient times were even more

powerful and horrifying.'

He thought about how frightening it must have been for the Grand Void Emperor—the previous master

of the Ancient Void Battlefield. He'd been a holy emperor, but killed by a high level grand warrior that

had cultivated three conflicting martial arts skills.

Remembering this, Darren felt that he had a long way to go and there were so many things he'd

promised that he hadn't fulfilled yet.

'Where is Elsa now? How is she? Is she okay? How about Hailey? Where is she? Has she arrived at

the Medium Spiritual World safely?'

Thinking of the two females, Darren drowned in sorrow.

'I need to avenge the Grand Void Emperor, rescue Barnes the Holy, and help Hanson get rid of the

poison. I wonder if I can live long enough to fulfill all my promises.' Darren thought to himself,

overwhelmed with contradicting emotions.

"Darren, look! The Chief Elder has knelt down!" Hobson growled at Darren, which interrupted his

thoughts.

He came to his senses and saw that the Chief Elder of the Dragon Chasing Sect was on the ground,

seemingly begging for something.

"Damn it! Things aren't going well. That master may look gentle, but he's actually a ruthless man. I'm

sure that he won't let go of the people from the Dragon Chasing Sect," Darren murmured in a small

voice.

"What should we do now?" Hobson asked.

"Let's run away as fast as we can. I am sure he must know that we're here. However, he might think

we're so weak that we are not worthy of an immediate attack. If we try to slowly make our escape, we

can survive if he decides not to chase after us," Darren advised.

"Then hurry up! Those old assholes should have been dead a long time ago! None of them are good

people!" Hobson couldn't help but mumble. Then he headed deep inside, following Darren.

Not long after they flew out, there was a flash of blood in the sky, and terrible screams in the air.

"I was right, they've all been killed. Run!" Darren gathered all his strength to rush inside at full speed.

After flying for an entire day, they entered a place hidden between the purple mountains.

Then, after flying aimlessly for a few more days, they finally sensed that they weren't alone.

"They are from the Crimson Sea Sect." Hobson recognized immediately. "Oh, there are also people

from the Golden Sacred Sect and the Heaven Lake Sect."

"These seven people were the first to step into the forbidden zone. Oddly enough, they have not killed

each other until now." Darren recognized them as well.

They'd been the most powerful ones in the bloody battlefield at the time.

"Darren, why don't you go out and kill them? Although they are all stronger than me, they are far

weaker than you," Hobson suggested excitedly.

"Enough with this nonsense. Why would we do that? We'd better go with them rather than run around

aimlessly." Darren rolled his eyes at Hobson.

"How could I be so stupid? Darren, you're very smart. But even if we go to them, they might not let us

join them. We'd better scare them first."

"You're right. You can release your Holy Will and rush over. If they don't attack, we won't attack either."

After Darren finished talking, Hobson abruptly dashed towards them.

"Who's that?"

they shouted, releasing forty percent of the top level Fringe Holy Will in Hobson's direction.

"Oh, it's you. I didn't expect to see you guys here," Hobson said coldly as he drew his aura back.

"This guy is not weak, he's comprehended forty percent of the Fringe Holy Will too. Why don't we let

him join us?" one of them suggested.

"I agree," the rest seemed to approve of his decision.

"What happened outside was forced by the elders of each sect. Now that we are here, let's get along

with each other and search for the treasure," another person said to Hobson.

"That seems like a good idea. But before that, everyone, can you welcome my junior fellow apprentice,

Darren,"

Hobson said as he pointed to where Darren had just landed beside him.

"Welcome?" Someone sneered.

"We thought highly of you to let you join us. Why should we welcome your junior fellow apprentice? Is

he worthy? Before this incident I would have killed both of you losers without a second's thought," a big

and strong man with a mace on his back roared.

"Hobson, your words were unnecessary. I don't need others to welcome me. It's our fate to meet each This material belongs to .

other here after surviving such a horrendous battle. Don't say anything disrespectful," Darren said

calmly.

"Well, Darren, you are so modest. Though I'm a bit reluctant, let's still join them," Hobson replied, trying

to appear like he didn't care whether they joined them or not.

"Don't go too far with the act. That's too much!" Darren told Hobson telepathically with his spiritual

sense.

"Of course not. If we don't show off, these people will look down on us," Hobson explained, since he

was convinced of his plan.

"Fuck off! Get out of here, or I will kill both of you!" Hobson's words had provoked the man, and incited

his fury.

"I am sorry that my brother offended you just now. Please don't mind us," Darren said as he cupped his

hands and lowered his head to bow politely to him.

"Who do you think you are? Why should I obey what you say? I don't mind killing the both of you!"

As soon as the big man finished speaking, he employed forty percent of the Fringe Holy Will and

swung his mace at Darren's head.