CHAPTER 683 THE PUNISHMENT

As both of them were injured, the strength of their Holy Will slowly declined.

But even so, the force was still significant and was at least stronger than what Orval could have done

while he was alive.

Jordan's head was bleeding, but he didn't care much. He frantically released countless runes and

transformed them into various weapons, desperately wanting to kill Hobson.

Harrison was furious too. Despite his oozing blood and torn heart, he charged towards Hobson with all

his might.

Various kinds of Holy Will attacks fell upon Hobson, all fatal and potentially disastrous. Within a few

seconds, Hobson's body had suffered hundreds of injuries. However, they were all completely treated

by the old man.

But since he had to use his Life True Rule to cure Hobson frequently, the old man himself had now

consumed too much of his Spirit Power and was slowly growing weary.

With his body breaking and healing over and over again, Hobson found it difficult to bear the pain any

longer.

"Kill them!" the Crimson Sea Sect leader, Harrison, thundered as he waved his hands.

Instantly, two streams of blood gushed out of his palms. One was aimed at the old man, the other

charged its way towards Hobson.

As for Jordan, he had already approached the old man and launched a large amount of runes at him.

They caught the signs of weariness on the old man's face. This made them believe that as long as they

struck him and distracted his attention from Hobson, killing Hobson would become much easier for

them.

As the old man was constantly moving through the space, Jordan and Harrison couldn't inflict much

harm on him. But even so, constantly healing Hobson had worn the old man out. Hobson could feel the

recovering process get slower and more painful.

'If it goes on like this, I will die without a doubt, ' he thought ruefully. He sensed that the old man's ability

to master the space and repair his body was waning noticeably.

"Sir, please aid me with your Space True Rule!" Hobson called out to the old man, then released his

overbearing Fringe Holy Will and raced towards Harrison.

Given the circumstances, the old man had no choice but to try his best to control the Space True Rule

so that Hobson would be able to dodge Harrison's attack and then charge him.

A howl ripped through the air. Harrison thundered as he noticed Hobson coming his way, a furious light

shining in his eyes. In this critical moment of life and death, he released all his power.

But by then, Hobson's spear had already been unleashed in Harrison's direction.

After a harsh clang, Hobson's spear was smashed to pieces.

Harrison's energized Holy Will had broken through Hobson's spear and blasted upon his body.

"Jordan, aim at the old man!" Harrison shouted to Jordan.

Grabbing this opportune moment, Jordan revealed all his runes and assailed the old man.

As Hobson's body exploded in the blast, the old man had no time nor spare energy left to deal with

Jordan's attack. Hastily, he fumbled to heal Hobson without heeding the approaching danger. Jordan's

blow fell upon the old man and the force of it flung him against the stone wall. It was a very damaging

blow that a big chasm appeared in the wall.

For the first time since this whole ordeal had started, the old man had failed to escape the blow. It was

plain that the reason for this failure was that Hobson was too weak and frail that the old man had to

consume most of his energy to bring him back to life. As time went by, it was natural for him to grow

weary.

Having savored the taste of success, Jordan was more inspired to fight. His next attack was even

fiercer than the last one.

It was clear that the situation wasn't looking up. Hobson had hardly recovered when he received

another blow from Harrison's bloody palm.

'I'm so screwed this time.' He was in a state of great shock and absolute terror. With the old man lying

on the ground, badly injured, he had no choice but to rely on himself this time.

Though in a way, he was fortunate that both Arlo and Dexter hadn't joined their fight.

Otherwise, the united force the four men created would have long defeated the old man, and Hobson

would have been killed long much earlier in the fight.

Suddenly, to his utmost relief, a heavy rumbling sound rang through the stone hall.

Like the pouring rain, countless blade and sword shadows floated down covering the entire place.

"It's the blade and sword intents! It's Darren!" Hobson exclaimed, shivering with both terror and joy.

He'd been on the verge of death, for just when the bloody palm was about to end him, Darren's blade

and sword intents reached them in time and destroyed the palm, rescuing him.

"What amazing blade and sword intents!" Hobson said in wonder.

He could feel that both the blade intent and the sword intent Darren had just utilized were at an

extreme level. But that wasn't all, they were even more powerful when they were combined together.

"It seems that Darren has become more powerful than me!" Hobson murmured, feeling relieved.

A man's figure finally appeared from above.

He floated in the air, tall and proud, with his robe fluttering in the wind and his black hair whipping

around his face. His presence seemed to overpower everything, for there was a strange but invincible

aura wafting around him that caught everyone by surprise.

Bang!

A dark gold internal force shot out from Darren and sprang at Jordan.

Jordan, sensing the otherworldly power of the internal force, activated his Holy Will runes in an attempt

to fend off the attack.

He succeeded in deflecting the dark gold internal force. However, behind the internal force, there lurked

the blade and sword intents.

Once again, Jordan transformed his runes into a shield and hid behind it.

While the sword and blade intents were also blocked, Jordan still staggered several feet back by the

sheer force of the attack. The old man, who was now back on his feet, sprang forward before Jordan

could find his footing again. Within a few seconds, the old man had carried out thousands of punches in

Jordan's chest until he was all beaten up.

"Hobson, let's hit him together!" Darren suggested.

Jorden already suffered from a bad wound in his head, making him less powerful than he used to be.

The old man's attacks had only added to his wounds. There was no doubt in Darren's mind, now was

the best time to end the dwarf.

The old man was naturally aware of what Darren had meant. In order to help them achieve their aim,

he activated his Space True Rule and moved Darren and Hobson. In a flash, the two men vanished

without warning and then reappeared right in front of Jordan.

Darren's powerful sword and blade intents, Hobson's overbearing spear intent, and the old man's hard

and tough palms, all simultaneously fell on Jordan.

"Ah!"

Jordan was terrified going dreadfully pale. Under the old man's control of the Space True Rule, he had

no chance of escaping this place.

In his despair, he let out all of his runes and set the strongest defense line that he'd ever tried before.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a series of heavy rumbles and harsh clashes, his defense line was shattered to pieces. Now, he

was laid bare to his enemy.

In the meantime, Darren and Hobson, being so close to Jordan, were also crushed to pieces by the

dispersed Holy Will runes. Immediately recalling his strength, the old man activated his Life True Rule

and brought them back to life.

Having used up all of his runes, Jordan was out of options. His end was coming, it was clear he didn't

hold the slightest chance of survival.

"Jordan, you can go to hell!"

Darren yelled and assimilated his Spirit Power.

'Good! I've reached the peak of the level twenty-six Spirit Power, ' Darren observed and smiled with

satisfaction. After the assimilation, his Spirit Power had increased a lot.

As all of that transpired, Harrison had watched with terror and did not dare to take action. He wasn't

certain if entering the battle with the injuries he'd sustained would lead to the same results. He wasn't

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"You two idiots! Don't you see that Jordan is dead? What good will come out of tussling with one

another when your life is now at risk?" It wasn't until Harrison had growled those words that the fight

between Arlo and Dexter subsided.

"You are a force to reckon with, Arlo. However, if we keep fighting, I'm afraid that we'll all be killed,"

Dexter cried out. He was in a state of panic and weariness. They were both badly injured fighting one

another, making them easy targets for Darren and Hobson. He realized that with the help of the old

man, they would very likely put them to death by the end of the battle.

As Dexter had already stopped, Arlo drew away finally and paid attention to Darren and his

companions.

"Let's go." After standing there and pondering for a while, Arlo surprisingly chose to flee instead of

engaging in the battle. He ran towards the broken space passage.

"Damn it!" Harrison cursed, looking furiously at Arlo's receding figure. 'Even Arlo has fled away, then

what is keeping me here?' Making up his mind, Harrison quickly followed wherever Arlo was headed.

Dexter also followed them.

Darren and Hobson were about to chase after them when the old man stopped them.

They turned to him and found drops of sweat coursing down his face.

"Stop chasing them! I am so very exhausted. Let's get some rest until my Spirit Power is replenished,"

the old man suggested, panting heavily. Needless to say, as he had been using two kinds of true rules

from the start of the battle, he had now consumed too much of his energy. His Spirit Power also

seemed to have now become fragile and unclear.

"Are you all right, sir?" Darren squatted down and helped the old man up by the arm.

"I have activated my Life True Rule for more than a thousand times today. It's hard for me to hold on

anymore. I need to recuperate," the old man explained.

It was widely known that one needed to consume a significant amount of Spirit Power to resurrect a

life, not to mention reviving a life so many times in such a short period of time.

"I understand. We'll go after them after you've completely recovered," Darren answered and nodded his

head.

Apart from his concern over the old man's health, Darren knew that his enemy had no power to escape

the Mythological Palace. With that in mind, catching up to them would be just a matter of time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes were full of fear.

"Oh, No. It's coming," the old man murmured.

"What's wrong, sir? Are they coming back?" Darren inquired, looking puzzled. Hobson looked up at the

space passage warily, but he didn't see anything out of place.

"No, it's not them. It's the punishment." The old man's face went as pale as death as he wailed.

Before they could understand what was going on, a stone door appeared in the air above the old man.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened. Nothing could be seen except for the complete

darkness that came from within.

Gradually, a streak of faint red lightning lit up and streamed towards them. The space seemed to have

no restriction over the red lightning. It grew both brighter and stronger, until it fell on the old man's body.