CHAPTER 771 A WELL-INTENTIONED MISTAKE

These words of the Primitive Emperor confused Darren. He couldn't grasp what he meant by saying

them. 'How could I get such an admiration just for comprehending the Holy Will?' he helplessly

wondered.

"What do you mean, sir?" Darren managed to ask after a brief moment of his utter confusion.

"You not only learned the Reincarnation Fringe Holy Will but also created and developed the prototype

of a small world," the Primitive Emperor answered with such great joy, making his demeanor oozed

with overwhelming happiness.

Darren was momentarily shocked by what the Primitive Emperor just announced. It was making him

feel like it was simply too good to be true.

It was because the Primitive Emperor fully knew that only the cultivator whose level was at the Emperor

Realm could develop a small world.

"Just now, I suddenly felt that someone seemed to break through to the Emperor Realm. But think

about it more carefully, how could that be you? I checked on it once I got here. It turned out that the

prototype of the small world you have developed gave me this kind of illusion," the Primitive Emperor

thoughtfully explained, a flicker of excitement laced his voice.

"Sir, can the prototype of the small world improve my fighting ability exceedingly?" asked Darren, out of

his curiosity.

The Primitive Emperor merely shook his head and spoke, "Not really. The meaning of the prototype of

the small world is not about improving your fighting ability. It means the key to break through to the

Emperor Realm. You are so lucky to develop the prototype of the small world at such a young age. In

the future, you merely need to perfect the small world and break through to the Emperor Realm.

To put it plainly, just as you need to grasp the Holy Will to advance to the Holy Realm, you have to

develop the small world to break through to the Emperor Realm. Now that you have stepped into this

stage, so it will be easy for you to make headway to the Emperor Realm in the future."

"So it is," Darren chuckled to himself. Amazement swelled within him.

Buzz!

Then he adeptly focused his spiritual sense to the small world where the flowers were still in full bloom.

This world was the one he created, but it was not perfect at present and was merely called the

prototype. This material belongs to .

"I first thought it was only a space of nothingness. I surely didn't expect it to exist," Darren meaningfully

stated.

He intently gazed at the vast land and tried to control and dominate it.

With the endless and boundless force of control pouring into Darren's soul, he perfectly merged himself

with the prototype of this small world. The feeling of controlling everything in this new small world was

even deeper and more satisfying than the time he had skillfully mastered the Ancient Void Battlefield.

"Since you were born together with the Reincarnation Holy Will, I'll call you the Reincarnation Space,"

Darren murmured with contentment plastered on his face. Then in no time, he transformed the

prototype of the small world into a grain of sand and put it beside the Ancient Void Battlefield.

"Darren, I haven't even heard before of what the Reincarnation Holy Will is. Why don't you display it for

me?" the Primitive Emperor promptly requested.

"Well, I grasped it by the chance when I observed the flowers bloom and fade in the small world. I don't

know its specific effect yet. Please give me some advice," Darren replied.

While saying those words, he activated the Reincarnation Holy Will.

Soon a creepy aura came out of Darren's body. And accompanying it, a light cyan halo magically

enveloped his entire body.

While observing this, the Primitive Emperor stretched out his withered finger and tapped gently on

Darren's shoulder, and soon after, the cyan halo set in motion and fluidly spread like water waves.

The Primitive Emperor wasted no time and he gently closed his eyes. After a brief moment, silence

soon engulfed him as he sensed it carefully.

A complicated expression was very apparent on his face when he opened his eyes a bit later.

"What do you think, sir?" Darren asked anxiously. That expression didn't escape his notice.

"To tell you the truth, this kind of Holy Will is a trifle to you. It is something of little importance. I'll tell you

what I've just sensed.

This kind of Holy Will has great potential. But it works little when it reaches its limit. Even if you succeed

in breaking through to the Holy Realm, this Holy Will can't improve your combat effectiveness much.

Because the Reincarnation Holy Will is similar to an illusion, it has a little impact on martial artists who

are at the same level as yours. And even no effect on those who are stronger than you.

But why did I say that it has great potential? According to my judgment, the Reincarnation Holy Will has

merged with some real extreme rules. Once you cultivate it into the high level, the Reincarnation

Emperor Power will be able to make your opponent, who is in the same realm or even stronger than

you, trapped in the never-ending cycle of reincarnation and will unable to extricate himself or even

escape.

It also means that once you break through to the Emperor Realm and master the Reincarnation

Emperor Power, you can undoubtedly kill anyone who has just reached the Emperor Realm. Of course,

since I only know the state of the Emperor Realm, I don't understand how it will evolve in the future. But

there is one thing that I'm sure. The higher your realm is, the more powerful it will be. It's out of your

imagination,"

the Primitive Emperor clearly explained and revealed this in detail to Darren.

"I understand what you mean, sir. Generally speaking, as long as I improve my realm constantly, the

Reincarnation Holy Will will become infinitely powerful," Darren concluded, affirmatively.

"That's right," the Primitive Emperor nodded and casually added, "In your current level, the Holy Will of

sword and blade is the best match for you. But since you have comprehended the Reincarnation Holy

Will, you should be at ease to practice it. When you break through to the Holy Realm, you will still have

the opportunity to comprehend the Holy Will of sword and blade. After all, you have already

successfully condensed the blade and sword cores."

"Well, I'll surely try my best to enhance my Reincarnation Holy Will to reach the threshold of the Holy

Realm," Darren countered, feeling more resolute than ever.

"If you want to enhance your Reincarnation Fringe Holy Will, you need not only personal practice but

also actual combat. I will arrange it for you later. And if you take it seriously, you can achieve ninety

percent of the Fringe Holy Will only in three years," the Primitive Emperor stated positively.

"Thank you so much, sir!" Darren courteously bowed to the older man.

With a swift wave of the Primitive Emperor's withered hand, a whirlpool shortly enveloped Darren's

whole body.

After a short moment of vertigo, Darren came into an empty space. As he looked on, he noticed that

there was an iron rope bridge in front of him.

"What the hell?"

Outside the space, the Primitive Emperor's eyes suddenly widened. There was an indescribable look in

his old eyes.

"Oh, no. I'm really an old fool. I sent him to the wrong place. Darren is in danger now."

The Primitive Emperor frowned tightly. He looked generally calm, but he was in turmoil within. The

place where he sent Darren would be almost a near-death experience for Darren.

Back in the empty space, Darren casually walked down the bridge for a while, keenly observing his

environment.

But not long after, a creature with black shell, who exuded a somber and hostile aura, slowly walked

over from the opposite end of the bridge.

"Humble ant, how dare you come here?"

The creature deliberately raised his head and surprisingly spoke in a human voice.

"You will know why I dared to come here when I kill you," Darren responded.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! You're too proud of yourself, human. I am Silas, the legendary beast from the Ancient

Age. How can an ant like you kill me?

To say the least, even if you can defeat me, the three guys behind me can still tear you to pieces with

just one claw,"

Silas said mockingly, as he went fully displaying his poisonous fangs and claws, and giving off a

stinking air.

The offensive smell was akin to rotten corpses.

Darren held his breath hard as he fought the urge to vomit and discreetly looked out of the space

beyond the bridge.

In no time, he had quickly assessed that there were lots of fluorescent skeletons floating outside, and

each of them had the aura of Holy Will.

"I think those are all inferior holy warriors," Darren murmured more to himself.

"Little bug, it's too late for you to understand now, don't you think? Go to hell!" Silas shouted.

Whoosh!

Turning into a stream of light in a flash, Silas charged straight at Darren to attack.

Two bloody claw prints became visible on Darren's chest. If he hadn't dodged quickly, his heart would

have been pierced mercilessly.

With this abrupt encounter, Darren was considerably quick in estimating that the strength of Silas was

almost the same as that of the Holy Realm warrior.

'The place where the Primitive Emperor has sent me is not suitable for me to practice the Holy Will, '

Darren mulled over. He had no idea that the reason he came here was because of the careless

mistake the Primitive Emperor executed.

'All right. Now that I am here, I have to get out alive, ' he continued to muse.

Buzz.

In a split second, Darren's blade and sword intents soon swirled into a terrifying tornado and

ferociously rampaged in the void.

"It looks like I've underestimated you, but you have to die anyway!" Silas' husky voice reverberated,

with killing intent. Soon, a tremendous dark aura enveloped Darren in an instant.