Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 284 Hair Stands On End

Chills crept on Darren's back, and his body started to feel numb. A quiver of panic overwhelmed himas he sensed a horrible breath of something powerful from the glowering sky. In his battle with theanimated creatures, he was forced to use a small quantity of the dark gold internal force twice in arow. In doing that, he triggered the Heavenly Repression, and that only meant one thing: what wasabout to happen would be something horrible for Darren—which was not totally good at all.Anticipating the inescapable wrath, Darren released his spiritual sense and concealed his aura in theAncient Void Battlefield. That was the only option he had to escape the divine punishment.

Darren's technique seemed to work this time because the horrible power lingering in the gloweringsky missed its goal in a second. After a while, it disappeared in the ether, and the thunderous andhair raising grumble was never heard again.

Though the sky was clear again, Darren was still in plight. Freed from the threat of the HeavenlyRepression, he still had the horrid tree to handle. It was true that Darren's dark gold internal forcewas powerful, but its speed was too slow. The arcane tree dodged the attack effortlessly.Responding to Darren's attack, countless wickers chased and whipped him all at once. Desperately,he tried to fly into a tumbledown hut to dodge the attack from the tree.

Boom!

Soon after the loud explosion, Darren felt two streams of great breath from his rear side. Frombeneath the earth emerged a giant beetle and a stone monster covered with ice. The monstrouscreatures appeared in front of him and blocked Darren's way of escape.

The stench made by the two monsters’ breath was the same as the tree monster. Apparently, theirstrengths were equal to Wonder Realm warriors in the outside world.

"Shit!" Darren muttered to himself. He felt helpless as three powerful creatures surrounded him. Inhis mind, he thought that he would either be beaten to be half-dead or be wholly killed by the nastycreatures.

"Water Kylin, you are such a bastard! How dare you frame me?" Darren said in between clenchedteeth, vowing to punish the Water Kylin later.

In the meantime, as Darren was figuring out how to end the battle, he found himself inside a burnthut. As he roamed his vision around, he saw a pitch-black sculpture boldly etched in the center ofthe hut. Many black chains twined the weird-looking statue.

A smashing sound interrupted the warriors reverie; wickers followed Darren closely inside the hutand dashed at him again. As Darren flew backward quickly, his fingers scrabbled the black chainstwining around the sculpture and made one swift swing of the strings. With that, the clunky chainshit the tree monster entangling its charred twigs and branches.

"Eh?" Darren let out a sigh as he noticed the oddity displayed by the creatures.

Something strange happened. The tree monster and the other two creatures all took hasty stepsback as if they had been much frightened.

"What the hell is going on? Why is it becoming totally dark all of a sudden? Something is wronghere!" Darren shouted, puzzled, and rattled at the same time.

Shifting his gaze to the sculpture this time, Darren noticed some strange black runes flaring towardsthe statue. Soon a stream of weird and powerful aura loomed over Darren.

'Why are the flaring black runes the same with those etched on my wrecked armor?* Darren thoughtas he sifted through the runes. All this time, Darren had utterly no idea what the black runesrepresent in his armor were. Unexpectedly, seeing the runes on the sculpture this time, he couldn'thelp but ask questions in his mind.

The sky was growing darker and darker as if night had fallen deep. Not a single star twinkled in theether. It was as if the heavens were saying that something strange was about to happen.

Sharp and icy winds kept on blowing. Darren shuddered with cold and fright. He could not put hismind on it, but some profound and ancient aura was exuding from the sculpture.

As he bent over to have a closer look at the sculpture, the stone's eyes lit up. To Darren's surprise, itwas a formidable black light that was shining in its sights.

He was stricken with fear and panic. Darren's weapons were raised in preparation for an attack."How could a black light exist? he asked himself silently. But Darren was sure with what he saw.Indeed, it was a beam of black light.

Though he was not sure what would happen next, Darren thought it wouldn't be safe for him to bein the hut. He couldn't stay there any longer. In a flash, he flew out of the house and channeled hisstrength to fly as far as possible from the mysterious place.

Yet, though he fled for a long time, Darren was still in the endless darkness, surrounded by theprofound aura he felt inside the hut.

"Am I in a domain?" Darren asked. He was horrified and confused at the same time. Determined tolet himself loose from the unwanted aura, he released his spiritual sense to locate the source of thehigh energy. He was right, and he was in some domain.

Out of the domain, the Water Kylin was still taking pleasure in Darren's misfortune. Despite that, thebeast could not let Darren die, or else he would die too. His fate intertwined with Darren's. Sensingthe panic and fear from Darren, the Water Kylin thought that it was about time for him to giveDarren a hand.

To his dismay, however, the Water Kylin couldn't replace Darren's figure across space, not even a wispof Darren's breath.

"Fuck, where are you, master? Don't frighten me!” The Water Kylin flew to the pit and concentratedharder in looking for Darren's whereabouts.

Boom!

Desperately, the Water Kylin flared shots across the sky as he failed in locating Darren's trace.Because of his failure, the Water Kylin couldn't help but feel he was on the verge of death. Anytimefrom now, he could lie lifeless in the ground, and he could do nothing about it.

Not giving up, though, continuously, the Water Kylin expanded himself until he was the size of a hill.Rampage bombardment vibrated against the earth until the tree monster, beetle, and stone manwere all shaken out at the sight of the oversized Water Kylin.

"Damn ants, where is that human being?" The Water Kylin was irritated, his roar resounded betweenthe heaven and the earth. The stateliness of the grand warrior made the three monsters quiver withpanic.

Bang!

This time, the Water Kylin lifted his claws and made a hard slap, smashing the beetle into a pool ofmud.

Seeing this, the tree monster and the stone man felt a sudden sick sense of dread. The tree monsterformed a hand with its twigs. With its hands, it pointed at the direction of the statue in the burnthut

With that, the Water Kylin made a great roar and rushed towards the statue as fast as he could. Hiscolossal claw slapped against the charred trees and plants as he trod the path towards the burnthut.

The earth beneath his feet shuddered violently, cracks spread across the hard surface of the groundwhen the beast set a foot upon the solid firmament.

Unexpectedly, upon reaching the hut, an unrecognizable yet horrible aura could be felt oozing outfrom the burnt hut.

The Water Kylin's immense body was thrown back, tumbling destructively before he could steadyhimself. Pure outrage and a sign of fear were evident in the beasts eyes.

“What kind of powerful force is that?"

The Water Kylin wondered. In the meantime, the Water Kylin could feel that his breath of life wasweakening. That would mean Darren was losing his life too. Controlled by anxiousness, the beastsuppressed his fear and launched another attack at the statue.

On the other end, quite a distance away from the burnt statue, Darren struggled to maintain abalance between his strength and power that was slowly draining out of him.

Flying lost in quiet darkness and emptiness, he couldn't replace any direction. He had no idea where hewas heading.

"No! These could not be happening! My breath of life is losing very quickly. I will die in silence if thisgoes on like this," Darren muttered.

For ordinary warriors, they would usually die in this domain in a split second given the situation.Thanks to Darren's awakened Spirit Power, he was able to sustain and endure what was happeningto him.

Despite the struggle that he was facing, the torture reminded him of the scene that he and Elsa gottrapped in the array plotted by the witcher, when they entered the forbidden area of the Holy Land.Both similarities and differences existed in the two scenes. He was grateful that they had survived inthe end.

Buzz!

Darren's head was throbbing this time. A silvery world appeared in his mind as he gathered hisspiritual sense to spot where his talent skill of the dragons was attached.

As he blinked his eye, however, everything changed. Black silk threads of some rule floatedeverywhere and kept stealing his vitality.

Flustered, Darren released his Spirit Power, attempting to cut himself loose from those rule silkthreads. After moments of clashing with the threads, he failed. The moment his Spirit Powertouched those black silk threads, he could feel a sharp pain in his head. These silk threads weremore powerful than he could contain.

"What kind of domain is it? It's not potent yet full of danger,” Darren murmured.

Amidst the pain he was enduring, a giggling sound echoed.

Then a sound of footsteps came to Darren's ears. Something or somebody was approaching him.The whimpering, giggling, the footsteps, and the searing pain in his head mimicked in the pitch-dark night all at the same time. It was total torture that Darren couldn't bear.

Soon after, as he was able to regain his senses, a swarm of odd-looking people appeared inDarren's eyes.

"No head? Part of a body? The string of intestines is running out from their bellies?"

The grotesque scene displayed before Darren's eyes made the hairs in every part of his body standon ends.

A little girl who had lost half of her skull giggled; a martial artist clad in black armor movedponderously with part of his body dangling.

Moreover, the rolling limbs, bloody large intestines, and popping eyes were all creeping on theground.

To Darren's great surprise, the aura exuded by the broken bodies were like the aura he felt from thetree monster, the beetle, and the stone man. That meant that they had the same strength as GrandRealm warriors.

"My god, what kind of sin have I committed to deserve all these?" Wearing a pale countenance,Darren never thought he would die in such a hell-like fate.