CHAPTER 770 ENLIGHTENMENT

After Darren and Elsa conversed for a while, the three of them soon started to immerse themselves in

deep cultivation.

Their silence made the noise at the top of the Barren Mountain to hush down during the whole duration

of their refinement.

There was a part at the Barren Mountain which was considered to be a tranquil place. And there,

Darren could be spotted sitting with his legs crossed. There was an overwhelming calmness emitting

from his aura as he concentrated all his mind on cultivation.

If anyone could unravel his mind at that time, they could see countless blade shadows appearing in his

imagination, which was flying to various courses.

Those perfect tracks were steadily rehearsing in Darren's mind. It urged him to practice harder, hone

his skills up another level, and come out more refined than ever!

And in the end, they transformed into a blade intent close to the extreme level, next to perfection.

Darren had an unswerving desire to comprehend the four kinds of blade intents that he needed. And it

only took three years for him to understand finally all the underlying principles there were.

And the rest was to fuse them successfully.

At any rate, the whole process was remarkably painful. But Darren had to do this to find the balance

between the sword intent and the blade intent.

And combining these four kinds of blade intents into one took him a full year. It was fortunate though

that his blade intent also reached an extreme level.

Boom!

As the loud sound resonated, horrifying blade and sword intents suddenly covered the whole sky.

And Darren's fighting power greatly improved with both sword intent and blade intent reaching the

extreme.

"Ha-ha, good boy. Only by your blade and sword intents, you can match up to an inferior holy warrior.

And you can even compete with the inferior holy warrior at the top level."

Feeling that Darren's blade intent was also highly improved and advanced, the figure of The Primitive

Emperor instantly appeared in front of Darren.

"Sir, my blade intent and sword intent both have reached the extreme at the same time. All I need to do

is to comprehend the Holy Will. But I have no idea about the Fringe Holy Will. Could you please give

me some advice, sir?" Darren humbly replied.

"The comprehension of this kind of thing can't be explicitly taught by others. You have to rely on

yourself positively.

What's more, you are different from others. You have great potential. Don't just randomly grasp a piece

of Holy Will because you are too greedy. You should try your best to understand the Holy Will, which is

the most suitable and perfect for you. Got it?" the Primitive Emperor meaningfully stated.

"I see. Thank you for your instruction, sir," Darren replied with full understanding gleaming in his eyes.

The Primitive Emperor nodded and continued to say, "Come with me now."

"Yes, sir."

Darren soon stood up and now followed the pace of the Primitive Emperor. They were heading toward

a white swirl located at the top of the so-called Barren Mountain.

Buzz.

When they reached their destination, Darren calmly stepped inside the white swirl.

Looking around, he carefully observed that this was a stone chamber, which was not very large, with

only three hundred feet in length and width.

Being a keen observer himself, he noted many images carved on the four sides of the stone wall, but

taking a closer look, they were almost the same. The images depicted a man who sat on the ground

with his legs crossed. There was nothing else.

There were thousands of images inside the chamber, but they only showed one man with the same

posture.

As if he couldn't form a conjecture at a glance, Darren soon turned around and wanted to consult the

Primitive Emperor, but he found that his figure had already disappeared.

"Only after you comprehend the Fringe Holy Will can you come out." The old voice of the Primitive

Emperor instantly came through to Darren's ears as if he already knew Darren was seeking for him.

"Got it,"

Darren quietly replied as he started to observe the images thoughtfully.

"What's the difference on earth?"

Darren thoroughly analyzed the images for a long time and did not find any clue, as he started studying

one concept after another.

At last, he memorized all the images in his mind. And he began deducing all of them in his mind while

closing his eyes. He looked like in deep meditation, focusing his mind.

Day by day, Darren continuously used his spiritual sense to probe the images in his mind. He patiently

performed this, believing that he would soon grasp the hidden meaning of these images.

In his mind, he glanced at each of the images thousands of times. He never looked tired in doing so,

but one could discern the excited gleam reflected in his demeanor.

"I got it,"

Darren blurted out as he opened his eyes all of a sudden one day.

It finally dawned on him that there was no difference from the surface of these images.

But they were actually different, which was the men who engraved the image were different.

"The inner spirit is different.

Each image was engraved by a different person with the Holy Will," Darren thought to himself.

Darren promptly closed his eyes and distinctly began to recall the pictures again. This time, he stopped

observing the figures, but he focused on the strokes.

He noted that each stroke had a different way of cultivation, which explicitly denoted that each of them

possessed a different approach to grasp the Holy Will.

Buzz.

As if he had been struck by lightning, Darren's mind suddenly trembled.

His soul seemed to be rushed into lots of images and witnessed the actions of the person on the

drawings.

"From no Holy Will, to grasp the Holy will, up to have a strong Holy Will, it is the effect of the Universe

Rule," Darren conceived. It seemed that he had slightly achieved enlightenment.

And this process of enlightenment was as magical as the birth of life itself.

At this point, Darren didn't think much about the Holy Will anymore. His soul seemed to have drifted far

into the void.

There he could see nothing but were the only dark sky and dark brown earth in the void.

"From no Holy will to grasp the Holy Will..." Darren muttered to himself as his mind played the scenes

vividly akin to a memory dance in his quest to probe deeper.

His soul flew out of his body again to flutter in this empty world.

"A world without flowers and plants is so monotonous.

What kind of things does life need for them to be created?"

Darren's soul quickly halted and sat in the boring and dull midair.

At this time, he naturally thought of his Rule Soul Avatar. He had silvery eyes, which could see all the

rule silk threads and perceive through marvelous illusions.

Then all of a sudden, Darren's soul actively stretched out his hand as if he had caught something.

Soon after, his soul was combing something in his hand like a sewing machine.

After so much time had passed doing the same thing over and over again, Darren's body turned numb.

But it didn't refrain him as he kept repeating the process, unmindful of the discomfort swelling in his

body.

Time went by. But Darren, who was still in deep contemplation, did not know how much time had

passed when this world began to shake uncontrollably.

Boom!

With the violent vibration, a small cut sharply appeared right below Darren's body.

Then as if on cue, many green light spots gathered in all directions and deliberately dropped into the

small cut.

And consequently, a drop of pure water gradually fell into the sharp cut as well.

Without warning, the soil stirred a bit. Then a pale green form emerged slowly from the dirt.

As time went by, this pale green form grew into a giant tree, with lush leaves that emitted nothing but

freshness as it silently screamed of life.

And like clockwork, it got older. Soon, its branches started to crack. Then one day, in a seemingly like

at a set time, the big tree turned too old that eventually, it collapsed to the ground.

With that, numerous rays of life shone on the ground!

Stretches of green grass slowly and continuously began to spread everywhere in the world.

And in the same manner, the flowers bloomed to every corner in the world. They brought forth a

delightful sight to behold.

"Is this Life Holy Will?"

Darren murmured, looking at the vivid world in such amazement. Admiration invaded his thought and

his whole being.

"No, look!" A familiar voice came to his ears all of a sudden, snapping him back from his dreamy state.

Darren quickly looked around, only to find no one. Then he suddenly recognized that it was his own

voice.

Staring intently at the prosperous world, Darren acutely felt infinite vitality, but why his heart's voice

indicated that it was not the Life Holy Will?

Time passed slowly, and the prosperous green plants withered before his intent gaze. Belongs © to .

Then in a quick moment, a cool breeze blew over, and the whole world became prosperous again. The

scent of wild flowers and plants floated in the wind, inducing a fresh smell of hopes and beginnings.

"Enlightenment!"

Boom!

The next second, streaks of rule force fell abruptly and fully infused into Darren's body.

"Reincarnation."

"Turns out what I have comprehended is the Reincarnation Holy Will,"

Darren whispered before his figure vanished from this world.

Outside this world, Elsa, who was sitting on top of the Barren Mountain with her legs crossed, suddenly

fluttered her eyes open. Similarly, Nate also focused his gaze at the white swirl.

And even the Primitive Emperor who was calmly sleeping under a tree suddenly woke up as if

something jolted within him.

His old eyes darted and stared at the direction where Darren was, and unmistakably, he sensed lots of

terrifying rule force landing there.

"What? Someone has become a holy emperor?" The Primitive Emperor couldn't help shouting at the

sudden outburst of his thoughts.

He continued staring ahead, as his old eyes hinted an unflinching recognition. The scene was way too

similar to the time when he became a holy emperor!

Bursting of enthusiasm, the Primitive Emperor shortly disappeared and reappeared consequently in the

white whirl in a blink of an eye.

"Sir, I have made it," Darren eagerly told the Primitive Emperor.

The Primitive Emperor closely observed Darren up and down and then furrowed his eyebrows.

"He isn't a holy emperor yet? Why did I have this kind of misconception just now?" the Primitive

Emperor murmured to himself.

"Sir, I feel that I have comprehended the Reincarnation Holy Will. Is it good or bad?"

"What?" The Primitive Emperor could only stare at Darren in surprise. Then as if knocking some sense

in him, he hurriedly flew towards Darren and pressed him on his shoulder.

"Ha-ha, ha-ha!" The Primitive Emperor laughed wildly and burst out, "You are far more than grasping

the Reincarnation Holy Will. You are indeed a rare talent."