CHAPTER 684 LET THEM FIGHT ONE ANOTHER

The terrifying lightning violently struck the short old man.

He then subsequently forced out his Life True Rule to repair his damaged body. However, the speed of

the repairing process was no match against the speed at which his body was being destroyed.

Both Darren and Hobson stood frozen in astonishment—they did not even dare think of coming close

to the thing. They highly suspected that once the blood red lightning touched them, they would be

doomed to die a horrific death in an instant.

The old man's face was contorted in misery.

"Why are you punishing me? Why!" the old man dolefully cried out. "I have been managing the

Mythological Palace for a hundred thousand years. Is this what I get for my service? My child was

killed! Why can't I take revenge? Ignorant fool! You made the most foolish rules in history!"

The old man continued to roar at the dark emptiness behind the stone gate, letting out his rage and

indignation at the cruel and unfair predicament that he was facing.

As the lord of the palace, he had treated everyone with a degree of courtesy that did not fall short on This material belongs to .

being fair. But that being said, there were still others in the world who were ungrateful to his deference,

vicious people. The old man found the fact that the first lord of the palace decided to make a rule in

which all the succeeding lords could not kill anyone to be extremely unreasonable.

Another flash of blood red lightning appeared from the darkness, directly suppressing the old man's

spiritual soul. The old man's entire body convulsed that even his Life True Rule was rendered useless.

"Sir!"

Darren's heart ached for the old man. Even as a junior holy warrior, the old man had treated them as

any kind elderly would. He should not be punished like this.

Be that as it may, Darren would be powerless faced against the frightening blood red lightning. He

could not save the old man even if he wanted to.

A few moments later, a bloody character that read "sinner" in ancient writing came into sight and

slammed into the old man's body, bringing him down to the ground. He then started to disappear,

presumably to be brought to a different space.

"I will be sentenced to eight thousand years of imprisonment for the two crimes I have committed. You

must be careful, young men."

The trembling voice of the old man echoed before he completely vanished.

Only Darren and Hobson were left in the stone hall.

"What the hell are the dumb rules? Damn it!" Hobson's face was scrunched up into a spiteful scowl. He

swung his spear violently against the wall to vent out his anger.

"The first lord has been dead ages ago. He had left those rules for this palace. We can't really blame

the rules because rules don't have a mind of their own. They just operate according to the way the first

lord had set them. Our anger is completely useless in this situation," Darren said as he calmed down.

"He is being suppressed by the rules. We can't save him. Those three bastards outside will definitely

come back. What should we do now?" Hobson worriedly said.

Without the help of the old man, it would be too difficult for them to fight against the three martial artists

who were in the Holy Realm.

"They won't dare to come in any time soon. We still have some time."

"The lord said that he would be put in prison for eight thousand years because he had committed two

crimes. The bastards outside are not going to wait for eight thousand years," Hobson lamented and let

out a dispirited sigh.

"Wait a minute!" Darren paused and thought for a moment then said, "The lord just helped us kill the

dwarf. Why was he punished for breaking two rules? What was the second rule?"

His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as he asked himself the question.

Hobson's face also fell into a frown as he tried to recall what second rule the old man broke.

"From what I remember, when you went to practice, he also left in a hurry. He entered that gate,"

Hobson said, pointing at the stone gate of the site where the body of the holy emperor was being kept.

Darren pondered over the information for a short while, brows still furrowed and lips pressed together in

concentration. All of a sudden, his face changed and he then immediately walked towards the stone

gate.

Standing in front of the stone gate, Darren released his Spirit Power in an attempt to break through it.

Just like a greedy giant beast, it just kept absorbing Darren's Spirit Power for a long time before it then

finally opened.

"Just stay here and wait, Hobson. I'll go and have a look inside." With these words, Darren disappeared

behind the stone gate.

"What's going on? Let me have a look too!" Hobson was about to follow after Darren, but the stone

gate suddenly closed.

The sea of blood was still surging.

This time, there was no old man by his side. Darren stood on the shore as the aura of the blood sea

suppressed him to the point that he almost could not breathe.

He had no doubt that if he took a step forward, he would burst into a bloody mist and die.

Darren narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. A man was still tied up by countless chains

over the blood sea. Several figures with frightening auras were kneeling on the ground under the

chained man.

"There were eight people kneeling before, but now there are only seven of them kneeling!" Darren

counterchecked to see if he had counted right and proved that his conjecture was indeed correct.

The short old man really stole a senior holy warrior's body from this place!

This was certainly what the old man meant when he said that he would be punished for committing two

crimes.

"The lord heard what I said about Finley, so he went to steal a holy body for me. He went here to steal

the body of a senior holy warrior. Once Finley gets the holy body, I don't have to be afraid of those

people anymore!" Darren exclaimed, suddenly overcome with excitement.

However, the old man was now under suppression and Darren had no idea where to find the holy body

that he had taken away.

If he gave the body of the senior holy warrior to Finley, how powerful would his fighting ability be?

Darren then dashed out and told Hobson what he had found out. They began the search for the body of

the senior holy warrior.

However, fortune was not on their side. After ten days of searching, they were no closer to finding the

body than they were on the first day of their search.

They had searched even the small space where the incomplete corpses were placed but to no avail.

"The holy body must have been hidden by the lord. And before he had the chance to give it to me,

those bastards rushed over. Perhaps the holy body is inside his spatial treasure."

Darren thought this was the only possible reason he and Hobson had not found it after searching for so

long.

Hobson sighed. "If only we could save him."

"Actually, I think we have the chance to save him," Darren stated.

"What? Tell me!" Hobson was overjoyed.

"I found this while searching for the holy body." Darren took out an ancient scroll from his Space Ring.

Hobson took the ancient scroll from him and glanced at the text.

It was the assessment rules and regulations for the lord of the palace.

It stated that once a new leader appeared, the previous leader would be able to leave the Mythological

Palace.

There was also some information about the previous leaders. Only a few of them had left the

Mythological Palace. Most of them had been suppressed to death because they had tried to break free

from the road of the holy emperor's heart.

For hundreds of thousands of years, even longer, every leader of the palace had stayed at a place

where there was no life. Even strong martial artists who were in the Holy Realm would not be able to

stand loneliness. Many of the lords grew desperate and decided to get out at the risk of their lives.

At a certain point in those lords' life, they felt that isolation and loneliness was a fate worse than being

punished to death. At the end of it all, they were still only humans who craved company as any human

being did when isolated for so long. They could not do anything about it.

"As long as a new lord shows up, the former lord will be freed. The so-called sin will be lifted," Darren

remarked.

As long as someone else took charge of the palace, the old man would stop being suppressed and he

could finally get out.

"So what you're saying is either one of us needs to take part in the assessment? Which of us should it

be?" Hobson directed his gaze downwards and shook his head. The most basic requirement of

becoming the lord of the palace was to get into the Holy Realm. He knew that it would be impossible for

him and Darren to reach the Holy Realm in just a short period of time.

"Humph. We can't take part in the examination, but we can let the three bastards outside to do it." A sly

smile appeared on Darren's face.

"What do you mean?" Hobson asked, confused.

"Those three outside are extremely greedy. They're not aware of the disadvantages of becoming the

lord of the Mythological Palace. If we get the information out to them, they will surely fight for the

chance of becoming the lord," Darren calmly explained.

"Yes, you're right! That's a clever idea!" Hobson jumped with joy. "I'll go talk to them right now."

"Wait." Darren sternly looked at Hobson and said, "Are you out of your mind? The master of the Golden

Sacred Sect is very cunning. If you go straight to him and tell him about it, he must be suspicious. He

might even kill you on the spot."

"Then what should we do?"

"I have a plan. Maybe I can even let them fight one another."

Darren confidently smirked. He already had the perfect and well thought out plan pictured inside his

mind.