CHAPTER 697 SIEGE

Each one of those surrounding them was quite powerful—skilled and stalwart needless to say.

"As I have told you, there are ten strong guards in the Heaven Lake Sect. You didn't believe me," while

saying that in a somewhat whispered tone, Tommy stepped back and sneered.

"So, you're actually stalling for time!" Hobson roared. He was a bit enraged at the moment.

"No, I didn't mean to provoke you at first. But you didn't listen to me. You're digging your own grave. I

have to summon the ten seniors to help me."

As he spoke, ten old, yet fierce-looking men all landed on the area. The other inferior disciples

retreated away in fear of the seniors.

"Are you really going to fight?" asked Darren in an intimidating gesture. As he looked at the group of

mighty warriors, Darren's gaze was as cold as ice.

"Hah! You think too highly of yourself. Would you still call it a fight when ten seniors are against you?

That is called slaughter." With a diabolical tone, Tommy laughed grimly. He was eyeing Darren with pity,

for he was confident that he would not stand against his oppressors.

"Haha." Darren let out a childish laugh and said, "With the strength of the two of us, even if you besiege

us, we can still take time to smash your Heaven Lake Sect into ruins. Do you guys think it's meaningful

for your old guys to stay in this Heaven Lake Sect by that time?"

Indeed, with Darren's strength alongside that of his companion, they could smash the land and even kill

all the disciples of the Heaven Lake Sect in no time.

"That's none of your business, poor boy. My old friends, take them down! Now!"

one of the old men shouted, and out of the blue, dozens of figures with intense aura appeared, armed

and ready to fight.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

At full speed, phantoms fell on the ground and surrounded Darren and Hobson.

"Are you the two nonentities who killed our head?" an elder from the Crimson Sea Sect said to Darren

and Hobson as he looked at them from head to foot.

"When we can lay our hands on them, then everything will be clear," retorted another elder.

It turned out that these figures who suddenly appeared were the strong elders of the five major forces.

They hurried here according to the message received from the Heaven Lake Sect. All of them were

super powerful warriors, and they were close to reaching the Holy Realm.

"In order not to destroy my beloved Heavenly Lake Sect. Elder Moss, will you do the honors and start

the fight?" When Tommy spoke, he turned his head towards an old man who had a strong aura of a

rule cultivator.

As Darren followed Tommy's gaze with his sight, he could say that the old man whom Tommy was

referring to was from the Divine Mountain Sect.

"Suppressing Vat!"

the old man, known by the name of Moss, shouted and threw out a large vat, enveloping the entire

Heaven Lake Sect.

"Elders from the five main forces come out at the same time. It just fits for the two of you to die,"

Tommy sneered.

"Darren, these old men are so strong. Each of them is as strong as me. I'm afraid we have no chance

of winning against them," Hobson whispered to Darren.

No matter how strong Darren and Hobson were, they hadn't reached the Holy Realm yet. It was almost

impossible for them to defeat dozens of such powerful warriors or even survive their attacks.

"If we can't defeat them, we can run away again," Darren replied, using his spiritual sense.

"All right. I will fight against these elders with all my strength. That will buy you some time to run away

from them." Deep inside, Hobson regretted that he didn't leave earlier. Otherwise, he wouldn't have

been surrounded and trapped in a situation where he had to put his life on the line.

"Play it by ear. Kill!"

Darren shouted, taking the lead in the battle.

As he lurched forward, Darren transformed into a beam of light and shot out with sword and blade

intents.

"This guy is really strong. Catch him alive," shouted one of the elders.

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Majestic Fringe Holy Will exploded here and there, creating ripples and vibrations across space.

Thanks to the protection of the Suppressing Vat, the land was still stable and enduring. However, the

space was torn open with a ferocious crack.

"Two old men, tssskk! I'm afraid you're not strong enough to fight against me!"

Darren gave a cold roar. After which, his sword and blade intents surged out like tide and turned into

shadows of tens of thousands of swords and blades. Soon the intents began to fight in lieu of Darren.

In due course, those two old men who besieged him were injured and retreated unexpectedly.

Two of them were no match for Darren. Thus, subsequently, ten elders rushed towards Darren and

surrounded him eagerly, willed to pin him down and cut his arrogance short.

In the same manner, Hobson was also surrounded by eight old men. His weapon had been wrecked,

and it was hard for him to fight against eight powerful men of the same level now. He was forced to

draw back continually.

As for Darren, he still could manage it, and he wouldn't lose the fight immediately.

Mindful of his ally, Darren was aware of Hobson's situation. If things went on like this, in a matter of an

hour later, Hobson would surely be killed.

"Oh, right! I have a divine spear in my Space Ring. Can Hobson use it?" Darren asked himself at the

moment.

Darren had gotten three divine weapons from the Shaoyan Clan. One of which was the spear which

was totally useless to him, so he had kept it in his Space Ring.

"Catch it," he shouted at Hobson. With that, in one swift move, Darren took out his divine spear and

threw it in the direction of Hobson.

As blood seemed to rush through his veins, at the sight of the weapon, Hobson took a stride and held

the spear. He suddenly became confident.

"Kill!" Aiming his sight at one elder on his left, he shot at the old man.

However, to his surprise, the spear was not that useful to him either. It did not improve his combat

power, but even devoured some of his domineering spear intent.

Bang!

Worst luck, Hobson was hit by a palm, and he began to spit blood while he was thrown into the air.

"Oh, my God! What kind of scrap metals did you give me, Darren?" Hobson laughed bitterly while

uttering the words to Darren in scorn.

However, what he didn't notice was that when his blood fell on the spear, lines of strange runes flashed

away at the weapon.

"What's happening?"

All of a sudden, Hobson felt a surge of intense energy transmitted into his body.

Boom!

Unexpectedly, Hobson launched another attack. This time, the power of his spear intent had increased

several times, and Hobson was exceedingly powerful in no time.

An old man was so careless that he aimed an attack at Hobson. With just one blow from the spear, the

lower part of his body was blasted to pieces.

"Haha, this spear is so awesome!"

Amidst his own battle, Darren was relieved to see the scene. Hobson used it to improve his strength a

little bit. They would have a bigger chance of winning or at least escaping.

Unknown to Darren, Hobson's spear intent was mainly from the ancient spear skill that was given to

him by the short old man in the bronze palace. As a result, when his ancient spear intent was combined

with the divine spear by chance, the power it developed was even stronger than that of Darren's divine

sword and blade.

The fight lasted for an hour. Under the siege of dozens of strong elders, Darren and Hobson could no

longer withstand the ordeal.

"Haha! Guys, just surrender. Otherwise, both of you will vanish from existence,"

the elders gloated over Darren's and Hobson's great consumption.

But the two were really powerful enough to surprise them, and they could hold on for so long under the

siege of so many masters.

"How could you think you deserve our surrender?"

"Roar!"

Filled with fury and triggered by extreme anguish, Darren roared beastly. In a flash, he transformed into

a dragon, which was dark, cold, and powerful. Such a horrible transformation caused the elders to

tremble on their knees.

"What! He has turned into a dragon!"

Everyone was surprised and curious at the same time. Never in every elder's wildest imagination had

they thought that the man they faced as an enemy had an exceptional skill that enabled him to take the

form of a dragon—unbelievable yet true.

"This is not good. His strength has greatly improved. Let's besiege him. Altogether, now!" ordered one

of the elders.

Following such stipulation, more than thirty masters dashed towards Darren at the same time. Their

majestic Fringe Holy Will kept exploding.

As a recourse, Darren gathered the aura of the dragon blood into the dragon's tail and swept towards

them sharply.

Bang! Bang!

The two seniors who rushed in the front were immediately smashed into pieces.

But there were just too many people surrounding Darren. After he killed two of them, all the other

people's attacks all fell on him.

One attack after the other, pungent and consistent, blood splattered, and the dragon's scales broke.

Overbore and overwhelmed, Darren was knocked out and hit onto the vat with a loud and eerie thud.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On one side of the battlefield, with the domineering spear intent, Hobson dismissed everything and

rushed to help Darren resist the attack.

"Are you okay?" Hobson asked the moment he reached Darren's side.

By the look of it, despite the fact that much of the dragon scales on his body had been shattered, his

breath did not decrease at all.

"Roar!"

Following the horrendous roar, Darren's body was surrounded by dark cyan halos. The aura of the

dragon blood and the demonic internal force, like the sea waves, covered towards dozens of masters in

the opposite direction. A hint of frightening black flame rose and towered above the sky, almost

reaching the ether.