Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 636 Puncturing The Elixir Field

On the spur of the moment, a dark gold internal force exploded in the center of the battlefieldcreating a devastating impact around the entire space.

Consequently, the men who were rushing toward Darren were immediately forced to retreat.However, such a colossal explosion, which caused the entire space to tremble coupled with theenemies retreating away, attracted more people's attention.

"Kill him!"

Though still dazed by the explosion, several people managed and dared to rush towards Darren."Air-integrated True Rule!"

Without any hesitation, Darren used the Air-integrated True Rule and disappeared from where hewas.

Having vanished in thin air, all the attacks aimed towards him missed.

Those who had launched the assault against him didn't have time to think about what was goingon. Because if they wanted to take another action, their weakness would be exposed. If thathappened, then they would be immediately besieged.

"Phew!" Being invisible and unfelt right now, Darren could finally breathe a sigh of relief amidst thechaotic battlefield.

As free as a bird, mindless of his enemies, Darren flew in the air and checked around. The scope ofthe battlefield was about ten kilometers—a vast and spacious arena for killing.

In his viewpoint, high above the sky, Darren had a clear picture of what was happening below. Atleast two thousand people were fighting, and the entire battlefield was in a mess and mayhem.Judging from their clothes, Darren could tell that they were from different forces.

In the innermost part of the battlefield, Darren had detected a sizeable imprint-like dent stretchedacross the field with his spiritual sense. It was an enormous crater that spread out from its edge andleft a deep footprint in the middle.

"This was definitely stepped out by a human!" Darren chirped out.

At the thought of the rumor that someone had broken the forbidden zone, Darren knew that thefootprint must be from the old man who came out of the space crack the other day.

The warriors on the battlefield were all at the top level of the seven-star. Although their cultivationbase had been suppressed, they were still fighting fiercely, and the impact was huge. Some peoplemight die at any time.

"Oh, how can I miss such a good opportunity?" At the thought of it, Darren patted his head. Howcould he forget to assimilate the fallen martial artists’ talent since many people died on thisbattlefield? It was a very precious opportunity, yet he got his mind so preoccupied that he forgotabout it.

"Assimilate!”

Staying hidden with the help of his Air-integrated True Rule, Darren flew to the center of thebattlefield. He started to assimilate those spiritual energies crazily—feasting upon them.

Darren's Air-integrated True Rule could last for a quarter of an hour. During this period, he couldmake use of the time that he got to assimilate all the powers without showing up.

One figure after another was beaten into pieces. Gradually, they all fell on the ground, and Darrendesperately assimilated them.

With all the different kinds of talents from various forms of martial arts kept pouring into his mind,he felt light and comfortable at once.

But then again, the clock was ticking, and time was almost up.

"The top level of the eighth grade of the Heaven Degree!" Darren shouted out of extreme gladness.With the achievement that he just attained, Darren was delighted. After assimilating all the talentsfrom the fallen martial artists, his talent had increased one level higher. He was getting closer andcloser to the Genuine Domain Degree.

However, what worried Darren was he would be attacked once he was out of his Air-integrated TrueRule.

Under the restriction, Darren couldn't get out and escape the circus and havoc of the battlingwarriors.

“No, the reason why so many great geniuses are sent here is not only because of hatred, instead,because of the mission that they were assigned to look for something. What could that be?" Darrenthought.

Within the limited time that was left before his Air-integrated True Rule faded off, he wanderedaround the edge of the battlefield, expecting that he would somehow replace the answer to hisquestion.

On second thought, he concluded that their fight must have something to do with the footprint lefton the ground

It was not because the footprint was exceptional, but Darren also saw that from time to time, somestrong cultivators who had left the battle were flying towards the direction of the footprint.Furthermore, he also observed that the moment a warrior got near the footprint, they were stoppedby the other parties.

Soon enough, as his curiosity led him to the place, Darren's body appeared beside the footprint."Ah, someone is approaching the array entrance. Kill him!" someone from the crowd shouted

Like lions at the sight of a lowly gazelle, dozens of strong cultivators dashed towards Darren and hithim with all kinds of weapons from afar.

Panic-stricken, Darren looked around and stepped back. The rain of attacks that was hurled towardshis direction terrified him, turning him pale in the face.

Darren had no idea why they approached the footprint the moment they saw him getting near it.Facing continuous fierce attacks, which he knew he could not resist, he had to retreat.

After Darren retreated, the dozens of people who were rushing towards him earlier had approachedthe footprint. One of them said, "Brother, you go first. We will defend you.”

"Okay,"

one of the men in golden robes shouted.

As Darren had seen and sensed, the man who took the lead among them was flashing with apowerful aura.

Furthermore, this man, who had comprehended forty percent of the Fringe Holy Will, was one of thevery few top masters that survived on the battlefield.

Seeing that man rushing towards the footprint, a group of gold-clad men behind him franticallyattacked those who were chasing them.

"What? The people of the Golden Sacred Sect rush over. Kill them!" a man from another teamordered.

In less than no time, eight powerful and overbearing attacks came towards the man in golden robesand forced him backward.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

With each blow, eight figures from different parties flew towards the footprint.

However, no one was able to advance closer to the footprint. Anyone who approached there wouldsurely be beaten back by the rest of them.

In the pursuit of approaching the footprint, a stalemate of neck-in-neck battle had been going on.Overwhelmed by the outbursts and exchange of powers, Darren stood far away and did not intendto get involved in the chaotic battle. He was confident that if he got himself involved, it would notend well just because of the Fringe Holy Will of the several people fighting.

"Fuck! You can go and fight with them! You can try to kill all you want! Enjoy yourself. As for me, Ijust want to assimilate the martial arts talents,” Darren muttered.

When most influential people on the battlefield had moved towards the edge of the footprint,Darren simply flew back to replace some people who were alone.

He knew very well the mantra of war, that was, if you didn't kill people, others would kill you. Onlyby killing could you survive.

While he was wandering, the moment he caught sight of a lone man in blue, without delay, Darrentargeted him.

"It seems that they are from the Heaven Lake Sect. Wherever he is from, just kill!" Darren toldhimself.

With that, Darren leaped over, and his blade and sword intents rushed out, forming a giant bladeand sword with the green light flashing.

The sword and blade swiftly flew in the air, leaving perfect tracks—all aimed at the man in blue.However, to Darren's surprise, it turned out that just that extremely ordinary sword trajectory endedthe man's life. Without him noticing, Darren had approached that man in blue while releasing thesword and blade intents. So, he could instantaneously kill the man in blue.

"He killed our senior brother apprentice. Kill him!" someone from the crowd shouted.

The moment the man’s body fell on the ground with an eerie and loud thud, two bloody disciplesfrom the Heaven Lake Sect dashed towards Darren angrily.

Not intending to draw their attention, Darren frowned and retreated quickly. But the two men kepton chasing him

“They seem to be masters who have comprehended twenty percent of the Holy Will, * Darrenthought. The two men kept on attacking Darren from behind. Fringe Holy Will continually reachedDarren's direction, and Darren found it difficult to dodge nor even escape.

Whoosh!

Betimes, while Darren was not mindful of his surroundings and just thinking of ways on how tobreak loose from the two men, an arrow pierced through both of their heads—a bloody bull's-eyeheadshot.

"Run to the crowd!" shouted the man whom Darren did not know of.

Grateful to that man who fired the arrow, Darren then realized that since there were so many peoplein this battlefield, chasing and killing people was courting death. It was a far better idea to stay in aplace with a lot of people and play dumb.

Despite that, Darren hadn't forgotten the assimilating talents when he escaped. Now that hecontinued assimilating, he had reached the ninth level of the Heaven Degree!

Talents of this level were rare in the entire Medium Spiritual World. Once they were discovered, theywould definitely be the object of great admiration by the Sacred Palace and various forces.

To a greater extent, Darren dismissed the thought and wandered on the battlefield. Killing one ortwo lonely strong men from time to time, he attracted a lot of pursuits, but fortunately escapedsuccessfully.

“Ah

With the battle ebbing a little, Darren, at this point gave out a loud roar.

Stretching and swaying himself, he felt a terrible pain in his back.

Confused as he was, as to what and who caused the searing pain, Darren shot a beam of dark goldinternal force at his rear and then turned around.

Surprisingly, there was a human figure laughing hideously behind him.

As he sensed the hidden man's presence, Darren's heart jolted. This person, whoever he was, hadmastered the shadow rule. It wouldn't be a surprise if he were killed before he could realize it.

The piercing pain made Darren sweating and rickety that he ran away desperately.

"My elixir field was pierced through.” At the thought of it, Darren's face was deadly pale. His backand abdomen were stabbed, and blood spewed out of his body, profusely.

"You want to escape? You son of a bitch! You secretly killed many disciples of the Crimson Sea Sect. Ifinally have time to punish you!" promulgated the man. Before long, the figure burst out his killingintent and transformed into wisps of black smoke and rushed toward Darren at high speed.

With such skills in transformation, Darren was shocked. The person behind him turned into blacksmoke, and his speed was incredibly fast. He couldn't escape.