CHAPTER 675 HAPPENED TO GET INTO THE HOLY REALM (PART TWO)

The old man clenched his fist tightly. "Just get the hell out of here now! I can't kill you, but that doesn't

mean that I can't hurt you." The short old man's cold eyes were enough to send a shiver down their

spines.

"Yes, yes. We are leaving now, sir."

The four people nodded and flew away in different directions. They hoped to obtain the opportunity to

get into the Holy Realm. If the dwarf got into the Holy Realm, they would definitely die.

"Sir." Darren's fist tightened when he saw the back of those four people. "You might have noticed that

they were not good people at all. Why did you let them go? Wouldn't it be better to lock them up?"

The old man was silent for a while. He was a lord and had his own secrets. If he were to tell a wrong

man about it, everything would be ruined. "That's the rule. You don't have to know." The calm voice of

the short old man echoed in the space. After a moment of silence, he looked at the dwarf Jordan. Then

he continued, "It seems that this dwarf won't get into the Holy Realm any time soon. Come on, let me

show you around."

The old man turned around, and Darren frowned. They didn't want to stay in that godforsaken place for

a long time. "There's no need to show us around, sir. Could you please just send us out?" Hobson

voiced Darren's concern, and the old man stopped in his tracks.

"That's impossible. I don't have the power to let any living being out." A small smile found its way on the

old man's face.

"What?"

Darren's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He opened his mouth and closed for a moment

without uttering a single word. Why couldn't they get out? "So, you mean we can't get out of here

forever?"

Darren didn't want to be trapped in the palace. In that case, was there any difference between him and

a corpse?

"Strictly speaking, yes."

Darren's and Hobson's hearts sank. They exchanged looks and turned toward the old man. The two of

them were silent, with heart violently beating against their chests. Yet, the old man was calm and gazed

at them with unblinking eyes. "But there is still a chance. I will tell you later."

The short old man didn't give a chance for both of them to speak and waved his hand. One after

another, they all disappeared.

When Darren opened his eyes again, he found himself surrounded by stone structures. He looked

around, and his eyebrows furrowed. It was a stone palace with about a thousand square meters of

built-up area. More than ten simple bronze pillars were supporting it. On the walls of the palace, Darren

could see two stone gates engraved with ancient runes.

"Come with me."

The old man walked towards a stone gate first.

Darren and Hobson swept a curious glance at each other and followed him into a room behind the

stone gate.

When they got inside, Darren and Hobson were utterly stunned. It was not a single room, but an

individual space!

What surprised them, even more, was a pile of broken corpses piling up in front of them. As far as their

eyes could see, all they noticed was corpses.

The whole space was filled with corpses. What a horrible sight!

"The guards you saw outside the bronze palace came from here." The short old man pointed at the

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Hobson's eyes widened, and he looked at the old man. "How is that possible? These things are either

armless or legless. How can there be a complete creature?" He was still confused. He rubbed his chin

to come up with an appropriate answer.

Darren, on the other hand, quietly gazed at the scene and stayed silent. He understood what was going

on after he heard the old man's words.

The creatures outside were all made up of the corpses here. Thus, they looked completely different

when compiled to form one being. Some beasts were even made up of seven to eight types of

creatures.

"To tell you the truth, reviving these corpses is my real job. Isn't it boring? Alas! I have wasted most of

my time here." The short old man let out a helpless sigh.

"Sir, have you mastered a superior Life True Rule?" Darren remembered what Finley had said. To bring

something without soul back to life, one must master a powerful Life True Rule.

The old man looked at Darren and fixed his gaze on him. "Well, you seem to know a lot, young man.

You even know about the Life True Rule. Yes, I have mastered a superior Life True Rule as well as a

medium Space True Rule.

But these two true rules are just too weak to attack. Although I'm a junior holy warrior, when it comes to

fighting, I'm even weaker than an inferior martial arts holy warrior." The old man's face displayed a half

smile.

"How come?" Darren was surprised to hear that the old man wasn't that powerful while fighting martial

arts holy warriors. He couldn't digest the words that he had heard. "I know that when a rule cultivator

gets into the Holy Realm, generally speaking, his fighting ability becomes stronger than that of a martial

artist in the same realm. As a junior holy rule cultivator, you can't defeat an inferior martial arts holy

warrior?"

Darren found it hard to believe, especially when the short old man had mastered a powerful Space

True Rule.

"Everything has an exception, ha-ha." The old man forced a smile. He continued to fiddle with the hem

of his robes, and then he said, "I'm not afraid to tell you two the truth. I was a farmer before. As for

entering the Holy Realm, it was an accident."

Darren and Hobson were stunned. They slipped a curious glance at the old man standing in front of

them. He seemed to surprise them every once in a while. "Can you explain it to us, sir?"