CHAPTER 913 DEFEAT

Three thousand kilometers away from where Darren was.

A group of people were flying mid-air. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion.

The crowd used their spiritual sense to check, and they found that there were several extremely

powerful auras where the sound had come from. Multicolored lights shone throughout the forest. One

of them was a blood-red light, which emanated shocking strength.

"Wow, Arvin! There seems to be an epic battle happening just over there. I wonder if it's the aura of the

treasure beast we're sensing!"

"I think it is! We must hurry!" Arvin's eyes lit up. The treasure beast with this aura must be a really rare

one.

"But... It seems that someone else has beaten us to it. Their fighting capacity seems to be much

stronger than ours..." one of the men said nervously.

They felt the energies that Chaz gave off from fighting the treasure beast and that Darren was using to

attack the Blue Cloud City's people.

"Don't be afraid. Both parties are bound to get hurt, somehow. Let's move quietly and wait until they

succumb to their injuries," said Arvin.

"Sounds like a plan!" Everyone nodded.

Darren's whole body glowed red and his strength was at its limit.

He knew now that he must not underestimate his opponents. One wrong move could cost him his life.

"Humph!"

Darren snorted. Individually, these men were weak but because they attacked Darren together, they

were overpowering him. There must be a way for him to break through their group.

'I guess I have to take out their weakest link, ' he decided.

The cultivators were positioned in such a way that if one of them was attacked, the rest could come to

his defense.

Darren decided that he needed to move even faster in order to get to their weakest member.

As soon as he made up his mind, Darren shrunk his dragon body down to the size of an arm.

Whoosh!

The disciples of the Blue Cloud City felt wind rise up but they could not see Darren.

"He's moving too fast!"

"Protect each other! He is trying to break through our formation!"

The formation grew tighter as their leader shouted out his commands. Each man was well-protected by

his fellow cultivator.

"If he dares to make a move, kill him!" ordered the leader.

"Right!" the disciples answered in unison.

A burst of light appeared as Darren found his mark. He appeared behind one of the men at the rear of

the formation.

"Kill him!" the leader growled.

Bang!

Blood and flesh splattered throughout the battlefield as a body fell.

However, the body wasn't Darren's. The leader looked around him and saw that the disciple just next to

him had fallen.

"What?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Darren had used an illusion to trick them.

"Kill him!"

the leader roared and began to attack fiercely.

The others stood on their guard. They could all die if they were not careful.

They waited for Darren to reappear. When he did, they attacked him immediately with such great speed

that he could not escape.

Boom!

Darren cast a blood-red light, deflecting the attacks thrown at him.

Darren hit one man with the Shura Force but his attack was spread throughout the whole group. No

one died.

At the same time, thousands of attacks fell on Darren.

His dragon scales fell off and his bones were broken in multiple places. Luckily, he was able to protect

his heart.

"These bastards are not weak."

Darren let out a sigh and began to split himself into one...two...three...

Without the help of the dragon ancestor, Darren was only able to split his dragon into a few thousand

avatars, just enough to become a small army.

He turned towards the disciples of the Blue Cloud City.

Seeing thousands of dragons surrounding them, the disciples trembled where they stood.

"Argh!"

The thousands of dragon avatars roared in unison, their voices ringing throughout the battlefield.

Darren's real body lay amongst them, waiting patiently.

"Now!" he yelled.

The avatars spread out and rushed towards each of the disciples. In the chaos, Darren quietly attacked

a three-tribulation junior holy warrior.

The blood-red light on the dragon claw materialized, and Darren swung the claw.

Bang!

The three-tribulation junior holy warrior died.

"No!"

"He is dead!"

Panic began to spread, and the men feared for their lives.

"Remember that we can self-destruct! If we go down, he goes down with us!" Their leader was insane.

He could not bear the thought of Darren's survival, even if it meant losing the lives of his fellow C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

apprentices.

"No, I don't want to die!" Some of the disciples began to run away.

"If you run away, I will kill you!"

To prove his point, their leader hurled a spear towards one of the men who had run. The spear pierced

the man's heart, killing him on the spot!

"Now, kill him!" the leader commanded, his eyes frenzied and bloodshot. He turned towards another

avatar and smashed it into pieces.

The group was falling apart before his eyes, and Darren couldn't be any more thrilled.

"Darren! I can't hold on any longer!"

He heard Chaz's voice. He whipped his head towards where Chaz was and his eyes widened at the

sight.

Chaz's armor had been crushed and his body was covered in blood. The beast ferociously attacked

him, and all Chaz could do was to defend himself.

"Fuse!"

Darren was anxious. He couldn't stand there and watch Chaz die, so he directly used the second stage

of the inheritance skill of the Dragon Blood Clan: Fusion Skill.

A wisp of his soul burned as the avatars went back into his body.

Darren's aura surged to the limit again.

In a flash, he broke through the siege and killed three more disciples.

Then, he rushed towards the treasure beast. He used all of his power to launch an attack on the

treasure beast.

The earth cracked and the air smelled of smoke. The attack startled the beast and it began to charge at

Darren instead.

It had already been terribly injured in the fight with Chaz. Darren's attack had weakened it even more.

Different forces exploded on its body, and its flesh fell away. Its body fell on the ground heavily and left

a crater that was ten times its size.

Chaz caught his breath and with one last push, he threw his halberd at the beast. It hit the beast's head

with a satisfying thwack.

"Grarl!"

The treasure beast shuddered before going still. It was finally dead.

Seeing this, the remaining disciples of the Blue Cloud City no longer had the courage to continue

fighting.

"Flee!"

Even their leader did not dare stay any longer.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Just as they began to escape, they were greeted by several men who were just coming onto the

battlefield. They were the disciples of the Holy City.

Without a word, the disciples of the Holy City cut them where they stood, defeating them all.