The ten drops of blood essence from the Ape Spiritual King were invaluable treasures. Even an ordinary person could reach the Holy Realm if he took them.
Darren removed a jade bottle from his Space Ring and put the blood essence in it.
"Thank you." Darren saluted as he released the little ape.
Dissatisfied, the little ape snarled, rushed at Darren, and tried to scratch him. But the old ape dragged him back.
"Behave yourself," the old ape said as he stroked the little ape's head.
"But, Grandpa, they are too shameless!" The little ape pouted.
"Humans are cunning and despicable creatures. Now that the avatar has concluded an oath with you, there's nothing I can do about it," the old ape said. Then, he turned to look at Darren and the other two people, and roared, "Get out of my sight, you shameless people."
Darren curled his lips and said, "Sir, I heard that Yahya is still on your island. Is that true?"
The little ape fumed at Darren's question. He said, "Despicable human, what else do you want to do? It was a mistake for my master not to have killed you!"
"Calm down," Darren said. Then he continued, "Yahya and I are rivals, and we must fight. It's our destiny, and no one can change it."
"Human, Yahya is indeed on my island. He is in the forbidden area. I can open a passage for you if you want to fight him,"
the old ape replied calmly, which surprised Darren.
"No, thanks." Darren laughed. The old ape's attitude had changed. Earlier, he had seemed hesitant and unwilling. But now, he appeared almost eager. Darren knew that the old ape must have something up his sleeve, so he refused. He figured that the cunning old ape must want him to die in the so-called forbidden area.
"Are you afraid? You despicable people," the old ape snorted.
"Sir, you don't have to provoke me. I'll fight with Yahya sooner or later, but not now. When he comes out, please tell him that I will kill him in ten years."
Then, Darren flew away with the Rule Soul Avatar and the old man.
"Roar!"
A roar laced with resentment echoed from the island after Darren and his companions left.
The three flew over the sea at a comfortable speed. They were in no hurry as they had acquired the blood essence.
"Darren, why do you need this blood essence?" the old man asked. Everything had happened so quickly before that he hadn't had the time to ask. Now that they were in no rush, it was the perfect time to learn a little more about Darren's motivation.
"I'm going to cultivate the Shura Force," Darren answered candidly.
"What? You can cultivate the Shura Force by using the blood essence of the spiritual beast king?" The old man was surprised.
Then, Darren briefly explained how he could cultivate the Shura Force, which helped the old man to understand.
"The Shura Force is the strongest power in the world. Darren, if you can cultivate it, you will become an overlord one day.
But, do you know the origins of the Shura Force?" the old man asked.
"It's the consolidation of the Primitive Fighting Force and the Dark Force," Darren blurted out.
"No, you are wrong," the old man said with a grim smile.
"What?"
Hearing this, even the Rule Soul Avatar cast a confused glance at the old man.
"What do you mean?" Darren asked with furrowed brows.
"Ha-ha." The old man laughed before he explained, "The Shura Force was not the consolidation of the Primitive Fighting Force and the Dark Force at first. It came from the Darkest Hell."
"Where is the Darkest Hell?" the Rule Soul Avatar asked. He had never heard of such a place before.
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