CHAPTER 82 CONFRONTATION

Standing in front of Gage with a cold look, Darren wondered why he had improved so much to defeat a

cultivator at the second stage of Mysterious Realm so easily.

Being merely at the eighth stage of Spirit Realm, it was shocking for Darren to be able to defeat Gage!

While Darren contemplated, he sensed a huge pressure suddenly coming towards him.

"Who is there?" Darren's face paled. Immediately, he drew his sword and turned around. Seeing that

the man looked too strong for him to bear, he instantly retreated.

Still, it was too late. The punch caught him. It contained amazing strength and it got him with a blink of

an eye.

Bang!

Darren was not able to avoid it at all and was thrown back. His ribs seemed to have been broken and

blood gurgled from his mouth.

Then, Darren fell to the ground through the numerous huge stone blocks. Getting down on one of his

knees, he continued to vomit blood.

"You actually did not die after being hit by my punch? How?" a tall figure came up to him and asked.

Darren raised his head and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Elder Alan! May I know what I did to warrant such an attack from you? Why would someone from a

high position such as yourself attempt to kill me? Aren't you scared that the others would laugh at

you?" Darren asked trying to sound as innocent as possible. His body ached so badly. In his mind, he

wondered if Alan found out about what he did to Dalton. 'I am certainly dead this time if he did, ' Darren

thought.

Alan's eyes suddenly became deep and bloodshot, which made him look older. Obviously, the death of

his son was a heavy blow to him.

Now, his eyes were filled with vengeance and fury. It was dreadful. He looked at Darren with animosity.

"My son was murdered and he had several sword wounds. I found out that it was you who killed him.

Now, you must pay for what you did!" Alan said through gritted teeth. His words were like daggers that

struck Darren to the core.

"Hah!" Darren laughed with disdain. "You seem to have lived for so many years in vain! You never use

your head!"

Hearing what Darren said enraged Alan even more. Just as he was about to hit him again to kill him,

Darren spoke once again.

"I really pity you for being fooled by someone like Jerome. Do you really think I can kill Dalton? Even if I

could, how would I have escaped Jerome? Am I really that powerful or are you just that stupid? If you

kill me, then your son's death would not be avenged."

Hearing this stopped Alan on his tracks.

"Jerome, come here!" Alan shouted loudly.

Jerome had hidden at the side but he immediately scrambled to come forward when he heard Alan's

shout. Now, he had to stand and approach.

"How dare you, Jerome! You were the one who killed Dalton! Why are you framing me? You're such a

bad person! It's a pity I lost my only chance to kill you!" Darren said as he glared at Jerome with great

apparent anger. No one could tell it was true or false.

"What?! You bastard! How dare you deny what you did! You're only saying that because you know

you're as good as dead! I saw you kill Dalton with my eyes. Plus, he had sword wounds! It's pretty

obvious! You can't fool Elder Alan about this!" Jerome said confidently. The information about his

wounds was true. They were sword wounds. It was something that was difficult for Darren to deny.

"So please answer my question, Jerome. Being so weak, how could Darren kill my son? Also, why did

you just stand there without trying to rescue him?" Elder Alan now turned to Jerome with his anger also

turned to Jerome.

"Sir, please believe me. That guy, he's something else! He has all these... devil skills! His cultivation

base is just almost as strong as mine. He's lying to you! He's trying to trick you!" Jerome explained

desperately.

"Sir, Darren really does have some strange skills. We fought just a moment ago. I, at the second stage

of the Mysterious Realm, only very slightly had an upper hand. As you can see, he is almost as strong

as me," Gage, who stood at the side as well, told Alan. Of course, he lied to Alan about him having an

upper hand. He had the pride to protect his own respect.

His testimony filled Darren with fear. Darren wondered frantically how he would be able to survive the

situation.

A short while later, an idea came to him. He remembered the Aura-concealing Skill he learned. The

Aura-concealing Skill made him hide his real cultivation level. With it, even cultivators with two realms

higher than him would not be able to know his real cultivation base.

"Okay, Jerome, you win. The truth is that I will never have the ability to kill you. It is such a pity that the

sword intent I inherited could be used only once. If it weren't the way it was, then I would have already

killed you even in Elder Alan's presence!" Darren said giving him a look full of hatred. He looked really

upset. It was very convincing.

"What do you mean by 'inherited sword intent'?" Alan asked as he walked closer to Darren.

"Sir, Jerome chased me everywhere and I did not know what to do. Then, I chanced upon a place of

illusion and passed out. When I woke up, I found that there was a powerful sword intent inside my

body. I also had a vague memory of someone telling me that it could only be used once. Now, I realized

that it was true. If you don't believe me, you can detect my cultivation base," Darren said, making up a

story.

Hearing what he said, Alan seized Darren's shoulder abruptly. Alan did it so harshly that Darren was

almost sure he felt his bone almost break.

"The third stage of the Spirit Realm,"

Alan murmured. Upset, he turned to Jerome. How could a cultivator at the third stage kill his son who

was at the ninth stage of the Spirit Realm?

"That's impossible! Sir, he's tricking you! He's lying! He must have some secret skill to hide his

cultivation base!" Jerome insisted. Looking at Alan's cruel expression, Jerome was terrified.

"Hah! Jerome, do you think you can cheat Elder Alan? How can a man as strong as Elder Alan fail to

detect my real cultivation base? How dare you underestimate him!" Darren spoke, relieved.

"Darren's telling the truth. Jerome wanted to take advantage of me and Dalton stood up to him and

helped me. But in the end, Jerome killed him." Elsa suddenly appeared and stepped forward.

"You killed Dalton and used my sword to put the wounds in his dead body. Then, you put the blame on

me and Darren. You really are a devil!" Elsa said adding to Darren's story. She managed to muster a

sad tone while tears ran down her cheeks.

"Ah!"

Alan bellowed as his eyes turned red with rage. "No matter what you say, I know that the three of you

were all there when my son was killed. The killer must be among you! So, all of you must die!" he

declared.

"How bold you are!" A voice burst out suddenly. The elder of the School of Arrow Skill descended from

the sky and stopped right in front of Jerome.

"If you want to get in the way of my revenge for my son, then I am just going to have to kill you as well!"

Alan roared. He almost sounded insane. It was most likely that Jerome was the killer so he decided

that he would kill him no matter what.

"Hmpf! Do you think I'm afraid of you, Alan? If you want to kill Jerome, then I hereby challenge you to a

duel!"

"If you insist, I would gladly kill you and your whole School of Arrow Skill! But before that, everyone

suspected to have killed my son must die!!" he said. Then, he turned to Darren and Elsa and

proceeded to attack.

Hearing his words, Darren prepared himself for a tough fight. Inside his body, the Sword Core and

Demon Core started to rotate.

Then, a tremendous sword intent suddenly appeared. It was from Thomas.

"Do you think you're still as strong as you think you are, Alan? If you dare, then you can try to kill me as

well!" Thomas stared at Alan harshly.

"Okay, good. Now, that's all of you! Looks like I'll have to fight all of you to death,"

Alan remarked. When he finished talking, he produced a powerful aura. A fierce fight was about to

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