CHAPTER 702 TWO TRUE RULES BEING TRANSLATED

"You mean the betrayer who has been hiding in the number nine Badlands?" number two law enforcer,

Ramon, asked.

"Yes, the betrayer who killed the Lord of the Sacred Palace tens of thousands of years ago. Then he

was beaten by some elders and been suppressed for a few years, but after that, he escaped to the

number nine Badlands and totally disappeared since then. He should have recovered by now," number

three law enforcer, Edward, responded.

"It is said that he is a powerful demonic monster. He was so desperate that in order to break into the

Sacred Palace, he forced himself to exchange for human blood to cover his demonic aura, is this true?"

Ramon asked as his curiosity was triggered at the mention of the betrayer.

"I don't know. It's highly possible."

"Alas! The other four races hate us so much that they want to kill humans all the time." At the thought

of possible uprisings, Ramon sighed with his shoulders slumped in an odd downcast.

"Don't think too much about it. We have many powerful human warriors. They can't kill all of us. We'd

better hurry to find that guy. Our lord thinks highly of Darren. If he dies, we would surely be punished."

"Let's go."

The two golden-armored law enforcers flew towards the last place where Darren's aura was sensed.

Meanwhile, at the Divine Mountain Sect

As he was trailing behind the ancestor, Darren's mind went blank for a while. The moment he regained

his consciousness, he came to another space.

A totally new atmosphere welcomed his eyes as well as his other senses. The air was fresh, and

luscious green grass spread everywhere. Red bees, blue butterflies, and different kinds of birds flutter

their wings in the dancing air. As Darren breathed in, he was enthralled, smelling the air filled with the

scent of flowers. This place was beautiful, just like a paradise.

Just a few steps ahead of Darren, the demon-like young man sat down on a wooden armchair, enjoying

the sunshine leisurely.

"Although you have become my slave, you have to be punished for disturbing my cultivation before,"

the demon-like young man said in an indifferent voice. Then, a blue flame appeared around Darren and

completely wrapped him.

"Ah!"

While he stood amidst the scorching flames, Darren could feel that the blue flame was not an ordinary

thing. It was burning his meridians.

Fortunately, Darren had high endurance. Ordinary people would have already rolled about with pain—

least already died if they were on Darren's place.

"As far as I know, you have entered the Life Forbidden Zone. Unfortunately, I was in a critical period of

recovery at that time, or I would go and search that place as well.

Tell me what treasure have you got?" the demon-like young man asked Darren while letting him endure

the flames a little longer.

Bearing with the heat and the turmoil, Darren was stunned for a while. He replied slowly, "Master, I got

many magic herbs and some Holy Will Crystals. Here they are."

As he spoke, Darren took out a pile of magic herbs and more than ten Holy Will Crystals from his

Space Ring.

At the sight of such hefty treasures, the demon-like young man moved his fingers and grabbed the Holy

Will Crystals into his hands. He opened his eyes wider and looked at them carefully.

"Useless things."

When he got his fingers on the Holy Will Crystals, the young man threw them away, which were

useless to him.

"Anything else?"

Hearing the question, Darren thought fast and answered, "Yes."

"Take it out and let me have a look," ordered the young man abruptly.

"Master, those are some strange words."

Darren wanted to take out the true rule formula carved in his mind which was left by the immortal in the

portrait.

"Really?" There was a light flashing in the demon-like young man's eyes. He knew that nothing was

more precious than words in the forbidden zone.

"Read it out for me." As his eagerness and greed overpowered him, the young man stood up and

removed the blue flame from Darren's body.

"I don't understand them, master. So I cannot read them out. I just kept them in my mind," Darren

answered at once. He was telling the truth this time.

With a wave of his hand, the demon-like young man took out the nicking tool and stone tablet from his

spatial treasure and said to Darren, "Draw them out."

"Yes, master!" Darren answered, left with no choice but to agree and follow.

After nodding his head several times like a dog for his master, Darren picked up the nicking tool and

engraved three strange characters on the stone tablet.

"Life Shortening Incantation?"

after observing for a moment, the young man muttered in a small voice.

At the sound of it, Darren was thrilled that the young man really knew the characters. He planned to

use him to translate the words for him.

Taking a closer look at the engraved characters made by Darren, the young man muttered for a

moment, and then his face changed slightly, saying, "It's an incantation! Carve out the whole

incantation, fast!"

"I'm sorry, master. When I am carving them, my soul is experiencing too much pain," Darren replied,

relaying to the young man what he felt when he was carving out the characters.

Hearing Darren's reasons, the demon-like young man frowned and thought for a moment. "It's not easy

for you to remember these characters considering that your soul is weak. It's normal that your soul is

aching when you carve the characters. Don't worry. Take your time and carve them out. If you make

any mistake, I'll kill you," warned the young man.

"Yes, master."

Granted with that excuse, Darren could only carve out two or three characters in a span of two to four

hours.

The demon-like young man couldn't easily recognize those characters. Usually, he would repeatedly

speculate for a long time. When he made the speculation, he would draw the possible words on the

ground several times to connect them together.

While he was doing that, Darren, in turn, silently remembered the words that the young man chose.

More than a month had passed, Darren had carved half a scroll of the true rule, which contained about

one thousand words. After careful consideration, the young man also translated them all.

"Master, there is one more true rule."

By that time, Darren had memorized two half scrolls of the true rule. In addition to the Life Shortening

Incantation, there was the Divine Thunder-Manipulating Formula. He planned to let the young man

translate both of them.

"Continue to carve," the demon-like young man instructed Darren happily. He rejoiced on the fact that

he would acquire the true rules in no time—thanks to his very helpful slave.

After Darren carved some characters on the stone tablet, he translated them word for word. After more

than a month, the young man was able to translate all the characters.

"Ha-ha." The demon-like young man burst into laughter. "I am so lucky. I have never thought that I Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

could get such benefits from taking you as my slave. Human Sacred Palace, just wait for me. I will kill

all of you! But the only fly in the ointment is that both of these true rules are incomplete."

Weighing all the odds, Darren was grave at heart because not only he had memorized the true rules,

but also the demon-like man. If he mastered all the true rules, it would cause big trouble to the world.

"I must find an opportunity to kill him before he can master the true rules," Darren told himself.

After the young man acquired the two of the true rules, he went to a defensive array to cultivate.

Not mindful of the days, Darren did not know how long had passed. On that day, however, the demon-

like young man sitting on the grass suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Minutes later, the flesh on his face began to fester, revealing a terrifying visage.

"Damn it. It breaks out again," cried the demon-like young man.

"Master, are you all right?" asked Darren as he hurried towards his side.

Looking at the struggling man, Darren felt that the demon-like young man was frail at the moment.

Maybe it was a good chance for Darren to kill him.

"Go away,"

the young man howled before Darren approached him, and Darren had to retreat.

Then the young man staggered to his feet, looking painful. He was limping and lolling in pain, all puny

and vulnerable.

"You, go and catch a diabolic beast for me," the young man said, pointing at Darren.

But a moment later, he shook his head and pointed at the Water Kylin instead. "Go and catch a diabolic

beast that is close to reaching the Holy Realm. If you did not come back in two hours, I'd crash your

Natal Divine Bead."

He thought for a while and felt that the strength of the Water Kylin was stronger; thus, he assumed that

he could capture one robust and stalwart diabolic beast for him.

The Water Kylin had been entirely controlled by him, one mistake, and his Natal Divine Bead would be

crushed. There was no way for him to resist.

After he vented out his orders, the young man drew a circle in the air, which turned into a ferocious

black hole. Then, he directly threw the Water Kylin into the hole.

This space passage was connected to an unknown space filled with powerful diabolic beasts.

"Ah!"

Pretty soon, runic lightning flashed around the young man's body, which made him twitch.

The Natal Divine Bead of the Water Kylin he had been holding all this time fell to the ground.

"Master." At the sight of the Natal Divine Bead on the ground, Darren walked towards the young man

and pretended to help him up.

"Fuck off!"

the young man shouted at the top of his lungs, which caused Darren to fly away. As he was sent flying,

Darren's ribs were broken.

Despite that, his heart rejoiced, for he had gained something from it. The Natal Divine Bead of the

Water Kylin was lying in his Space Ring now.

In order not to be noticed by the young man, Darren walked over again and irritated him. Only then

would he forget the existence of the Natal Divine Bead.

The young man fanned Darren away and staggered towards a mountain. He didn't notice the Natal

Divine Bead of the Water Kylin had been gone from his possession.

After walking for a while, the young man seemed to sense that something was wrong.

He turned around and looked at Darren with his frightening eyes. "As my slave, he doesn't listen to my

orders. Is this guy not under my control?"