CHAPTER 703 THE PEOPLE DARREN HADN'T SEEN FOR A LONG TIME

Enduring the pain that shot through every part of his body, the young man walked toward Darren.

He would not allow this man, who did not become his slave, to stay with him.

"Take out your sword," the young man ordered.

Darren did as he was told.

"Stab yourself in the chest, right in the heart," the young man continued.

"Yes," Darren answered.

'Oh, no. He has found out that I'm a fraud, ' Darren thought to himself.

The young man had just ordered him to put a sword through his own heart. If he did not obey, the

young man would see that he had been pretending all along. Wasn't he going to die if he thrust a sword

into his heart?

Since the young man was obviously testing him, there was a probability that he was unsure about

Darren's deception. As long as Darren obeyed every order, the young man would find no reason to

doubt him.

The most important thing to figure out now was how to impale himself with his sword and somehow

survive.

There was no time for hesitation. If Darren paused for so much as another second, the young man

would recognize the trickery and go for the kill.

Swish!

Without delay, Darren swung the sword into the air so that it faced him and then thrust it into his heart.

"Move the sword up to cut open your heart," the young man said, still not satisfied.

"Yes, master."

Darren made a horizontal upward cut with the blade.

"Humph!" After the sword had been moved halfway, the young man snorted. Ignoring Darren

completely, he turned around and walked toward a mountain.

Darren's body fell to the ground with a thud.

On the other hand, the Water Kylin was teleported to a forest.

These woods were home to powerful diabolic beasts, each one as capable as a six-star grand warrior.

There were even diabolic beasts here who were as strong as a seven-star grand warrior of the highest

level.

And yet, wherever the Water Kylin went, the beasts scrambled to steer clear of him. Feeling vulnerable,

they ran for their lives. The aura of the legendary beast terrified them.

As he set foot in this area, the Water Kylin was temporarily freed from the young man's control. Here,

he could move freely. He also regained his normal strength.

However, he had to catch a diabolic beast and return as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the young man

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Besides, Darren was still technically under the young man's control. He had to do as the young man

ordered.

"Damn it! Once I get my hands on my Natal Divine Bead again, I'll devour you to death, you son of a

bitch,"

the Water Kylin cursed. The feeling that his life was in the hands of another person infuriated him.

Whoosh!

The Water Kylin turned into a golden ball of light and whizzed past the trees and far away. Wherever he

passed, he left a mess, leaving trees uprooted and countless diabolic beasts dead.

"Humph! Inferior creatures! Go to hell!"

The Water Kylin's anger for the diabolic beasts stemmed from the knowledge that the young man,

whom he hated with every fiber of his being, was transformed from one.

"Who the hell are you? Where did you come from? How dare you take the life of my beasts?"

A huge diabolic beast appeared in the Water Kylin's path. In its anger, it struck the ground with so much

force that chunks of earth and grass flew around.

"Ah, a legendary beast."

It was a giant toad beast. His body was blood red, and his aura was far from weak. Nevertheless, when

he saw the Water Kylin, he couldn't help but shiver.

In truth, the Water Kyiln was much stronger than humans who could understand ninety percent of the

Fringe Holy Will.

"Go to hell!"

The Water Kylin started to attack. He pummelled the beast to the ground, each strike sending bits of

the beast's blood and flesh into the air.

In a few seconds, the giant toad beast was nothing more than bloody lumps of tissue mixed with the

earth.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a resounding roar came from a nearby mountain.

The familiar sound startled the Water Kylin. It felt as though his heart was going to beat out of his

chest.

"Master?" He thought that only Darren could make this sound.

"No, my master can't be here. Is there an actual dragon in this place?" The Water Kylin studied his

surroundings, growing more and more vigilant.

Darren's bloody-covered body still lay on the grass.

Blood loss had made his lips pale. Upon seeing that the young man had left, Darren struggled to get up

on his feet.

Soon, countless specks of green light shone all over him.

"If not for the One Rule Tower in my heart, which stopped the sword, I would have died."

The realization chilled Daren. At the time, he had no other choice but to carry out orders. If the young

man had realized that he was being deceived, he would have killed Darren right then and there.

Fortunately, when Darren's sword was about to make contact with his heart, the One Rule Tower

stopped the blade.

Furthermore, if he hadn't mobilized the inferior Life True Rule to heal his heart, he would not have

made it either.

All of this had helped Darren survive. At the same time, it awakened some primal hatred in him.

He had to kill this demon-like young man, even if he knew that there was very little chance of him

succeeding. Otherwise, sooner or later, he would be killed instead.

In a few hours, Darren was able to fully recover from his injuries.

Now that he was strong enough, he concentrated his spiritual sense to enter the One Rule Tower.

Once Darren was inside, the ape's form emerged from the darkness.

"Long time no see, Darren," the ape greeted him.

"Sir, I have something urgent to talk to you about. Please tell me if it is within my ability to comprehend

these two true rules."

Darren was now determined to improve his strength as quickly as possible. If he could comprehend the

two true rules, he could very easily grow stronger.

With his sword intent, he wrote the translated rule formulas in the air and showed them to the ape.

Seeing the formulas, the ape's eyes grew wide. Even though he was only a spirit, he was able to feel

and portray shock.

"It seems that...this transcends the superior true rule..." He could hardly speak in his excitement.

"Transcends the superior true rule? Is there a chance I could comprehend them?" Darren asked.

After a while, when the ape had contained his excitement, he said, "I don't know where you got these

true rules. This is great news! But with your current Spirit Power, it's impossible for you to comprehend

them. You need to reach at least level thirty of the Spirit Power."

Before Darren could respond, the ape continued, "Well, go and find my real body. Maybe he can solve

this."

"Sir, you and Pasquale are one. Do you think that he can help me if you can't?" Darren asked,

confused.

The ape laughed and said softly, "I'm not an entity after all. All I have are my real body's memories. I

know nothing of his more recent thoughts. You'd better hurry up and find him."

"No problem, sir. I'll do that right now."

Inside Darren's body was a Purgatorial Tripod. The number of powerful warriors that it could contain

was so low that he hadn't tried to open it in the past.

"Aaron is still in the Purgatorial Tripod. So many things had happened these past years, so I haven't

had the time to go inside yet."

On that fateful day, in order to force Darren to save his master, Pasquale had kept Aaron as a hostage.

Now, Darren was much stronger than Pasquale had been back then. It was time for him to go inside

and have a look.

Without delay, he concentrated his spiritual sense and entered the Purgatorial Tripod.

He had to hurry up. If the demon-like young man returned and found out that there was only one tripod

there, he might destroy it.

Darren descended into the darkness. Revenants found him but did not dare approach. They all

shivered and retreated.

When he reached the bottom, he found a river of boiling magma.

Darren stepped into the magma and descended into the decaying, neglected world. He easily found the

mountain where Pasquale was.

Giggle, giggle, giggle.

Darren heard the sound of children's laughter in the distance.

He flew over to where he thought the sound was coming from. Suddenly, he sensed the presence of a

black-eyed child who was riding a Giant Ape, constantly tearing out its hair.

"Aaron, please spare me. I'll grow bald if you keep torturing me like this."

The Giant Ape's voice was rough and helpless.

"No, I will go on. Unless you let me out to look for my brother." The black-eyed kid continued to pull out

hair from the Giant Ape's head.

"Don't mention that brat to me. He has been gone for so many years. He never even thought to cast his

spiritual sense here. Not once! I'm afraid that he has already forgotten you. Don't call him 'brother'! He

is bad."

"Bah, you silly ape. I'll beat you!"

Aaron hit the Giant Ape on the head a few times. Suddenly, he stopped. His eyes glowed with a

powerful black light.

"Who's there?" he asked.

Without waiting for a response, he condensed a black rune into a skeleton soldier. The soldier, wielding

a knife, rushed toward Darren.