CHAPTER 672 AN OLD MAN OF A FOOT TALL (PART TWO)

"Haha, you are really shameless. Don't flatter yourself. I came out because a lad has already

condensed the Holy Will and is about to reach the Holy Realm. I was going to check if he had the right

to inherit any inheritance, but seeing you wandering around here, I chatted with you.

But don't be self-abased because of my words. Your potential is in the top list above everyone else who

has broken into my palace," retorted the old man.

The message between the lines employed by the man's words was never a good idea to Darren. He

guessed that the man who was about to reach the Holy Realm was one of the five sect leaders.

Similarly, Hobson's face turned deathly pale. He prayed in his mind that the leader of the Dragon

Chasing Sect was not the one who reached the Holy Realm. Otherwise, he and Darren would be in

danger of the crime of killing the elders.

"Sir, it is destined for us to meet. You must protect us. Some of the men who came in the palace regard

my junior fellow apprentice and me as ants and want to kill us." Hobson tried to seek shelter from the

old man. With the words that he had said, he was hoping he would gain the old man's mercy and

convince him towards their side.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. Killing is not being prohibited in this bronze palace. That is a rule set by the first

leader of the Mythological Palace. I don't have the right to regulate anyone at any circumstances," the

old man said calmly with his head raised in over pouring arrogance.

"How could that be? You are also the head of the bronze palace now. You can make orders and

change the rule, right?" implored Hobson. The tone of his voice betrayed the fear he felt inside which

was mixed with the hopelessness and desperation.

"Well. I am afraid I can't do that. The reason is that the first owner was too powerful; thus, he set a lot

of rules. The later owners of the palace cannot violate the rules in reverence of the first owner. Look,

the first leader is this gentleman," the old man said while pointing to the red-haired creature on the

portrait.

"Is he the first leader? What level has the first leader of the bronze palace reached?" Darren then Belongs © to .

asked, squinting his eyes to have a more unobstructed view of the creature in the painting.

"I don't know about what level he had reached, but as the leader of the bronze palace, I know

something about him. The first leader was born in the early stage of ancient times. He was born with

infinite fighting power. What amazed me most was when he became the holy emperor, a high-level holy

emperor of the Remote Age, who had cultivated four conflicting skills at the same time, tried to kill him

without any reason at all.

In that battle, the vault of the heavens was beaten into pieces, and the earth sank a lot. At last, our first

leader killed his enemy using his divine weapon. Since then, his reputation had spread wildly for

millions of years, and it wouldn't dissipate even after tens of millions of years later. According to some

records, he is the number one emperor of ancient times. Invincible indeed," responded the old man,

elucidating to them what he had known about the first leader.

After hearing such epic and stalwart feat, Darren was dumbfounded. Hobson, too, couldn't believe his

ears. They didn't know much about any Emperor Realm warrior that they were exceedingly amazed by

learning more about the battles from the old man. Darren was familiar with the Conflicting Cultivation. It

was ridiculous that the red-haired creature had killed an emperor of the Remote Age who had

cultivated four conflicting skills at the same time. Darren could not imagine how terrifying it was.

However, as he weighed things over, the truth was, the former owner of the Ancient Void Battlefield, the

Grand Void Emperor, was killed by a grand warrior who had cultivated three conflicting skills. How

much more powerful could that emperor who had cultivated four conflicting skills was! He must be very

compelling and devastating.

"It seems that the first generation head of the Mythological Palace should be the strongest one among

the figures in these paintings, including the so-called 'immortal'," Darren murmured.

"That's impossible. Becoming an immortal is the ultimate pursuit of a rule emperor. It's absolutely more

than enough compared to the first leader. After all, the 'immortal' is not as simple as the portrait you

see.

Boy, you can just listen to these stories like legends. But in real life, you can't imagine how strong the

warriors appear in the endless time. Even if in the Middle Age and the Last Age, there were a lot of

masters who were able to shake the earth, not to mention in the more ancient time like the Remote

Age," the old man said, not conforming with Darren's statement.

"From the Middle Age to the Last Age, there is a transition of the chaotic era. I am quite familiar with

that. And I know a powerful warrior named Barnes the Holy. I wonder if he can fight against the first

leader," Darren voiced out.

"Hahaha." The old man couldn't help laughing and said, "You're not that ordinary warrior as I thought. I

am impressed that you know something about Barnes the Holy, but in comparison, you're still too

shallow."

"Why? Why am I shallow?" asked Darren. He was totally stunned after the old man's declaration.

"Can we compare people of different ages? How can we compare them when the Universe Rules are

totally different?" retorted the old man back, while he rolled his eyes at Darren.

"Well, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm going to see the fellow who has understood the Holy Will.

I have some business to attend with him." After saying that, the old man took one last look at Darren,

and soon, his figure faded.

"You can come with me." He grabbed Darren's and Hobson's arms before totally vanishing in the thin

air.