Nobilis of War novel Chapter 1403

In that light, Darren appeared in the form of a black figure, making his way outside, step by step.

Everyone held their breath. Whether they succeeded or not depended on Darren as he was their only hope!

Gradually, Darren placed one foot into the void, and the light enveloping him dissipated.

"Darren, how did it go?"

"You must have succeeded, right?"

Everyone was so excited that they immediately flew over and surrounded him.

Darren, who was exhausted to the bone, remained silent.

"Say something, Darren. Did you succeed? Please tell us the result," Lindsay urged as she stared at Darren. She frowned when she noticed that something seemed off about him.

Darren opened his mouth to speak, but he felt so weak that his eyes fluttered, and he fainted.

Everyone gasped as shock coursed through them. Weber quickly flew forward to help Darren.

"Darren must have consumed too much soul power and passed out. Where are the rule cultivators? Come and save him," Weber shouted frantically.

Several talented rule cultivators immediately flew over to treat Darren.

After a long time, Darren's soul was healed to the point where it wasn't as fragile, and he regained consciousness.

Phew!

Darren opened his eyes, much to everyone's delight. He still looked a little tired, but he was awake.

"Are you all right?" Sally and Beatty appeared genuinely concerned as they asked Darren.

Darren shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I was fortunate to have exited in time. Otherwise, my soul would have collapsed."

"That's a relief. I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you, Darren."

"Don't worry. I'm fine."

Now that Darren had woken up, everyone's curiosity returned, and they wanted to know the result.

However, when they saw his condition, they guessed the outcome wasn't as they had hoped. Although they were thrilled that he was unharmed, in their hearts, they were a little depressed.

"Darren, did you also fail?"

someone asked. Darren had just said that if he hadn't retreated in time, his life would have been in danger. His statement indicated that he had failed and given up.

Darren remained silent for a while, unsure of how to explain what had happened. Eventually, he shook his head.

Brilliant smiles lit up everyone's faces, and hope soared.

"Darren, you succeeded, right?"

someone asked. But Darren shook his head again. Confusion replaced the joy everyone had felt just a few moments ago.

"Darren, don't keep us guessing. What happened?" Weber blurted out. He could not take the suspense anymore.

Darren glared at him and responded, "Why are you so anxious? If I knew the outcome, I would have told you."

"What? What do you mean?"

"I don't know the result either. Now, do you understand?" remarked Darren as annoyance and helplessness coursed through him.

When he glanced at the crowd, he found that confusion was evident in their expression.

"Forget it. I'll explain everything in detail. I don't know how else to make you understand," Darren sighed helplessly.

With a deep breath, he began to recount the process of his comprehension in detail.

At that time, Darren encountered a bottleneck when he found over four hundred flaws.

He pondered hard for a while, but he was unable to solve it in the end. Even though he had remarkable endurance and patience, he was so distraught that he almost collapsed into madness.

In that state, Darren felt the urge to beat people. Unable to control the feeling, he lashed out randomly.

However, this state of madness helped him return to his senses.

He realized that he had made a mistake in the test.

How could it be possible only to use one's spiritual sense to deduce and perfect the cultivation method?