'Have they somehow detected our true identities?' Darren grew worried. He knew that something was wrong.
His forehead furrowed as he contemplated their situation. The recommendation letter he held in his hand had been written by a respected elder from Dragon Holy Land. It was supposed to allow them entry into the competition. Since the letter was not fake, why were these people stopping them?
Darren tried to determine the reason by pretending to be offended. Displeasure laced his voice as he remarked, "You worthless disciples! How dare you prevent the disciples of Dragon Holy Land from entering? You will regret your behavior today." Darren glared at the disciples, trying to intimidate them with his threatening words.
However, the two men did not show the slightest signs of fear. Instead, they laughed at Darren's bravado. "What can you do to us if we refuse entry to you? Where did you get the recommendation letter, anyway? Read it, boy! The letter says that the principal disciple of Dragon Holy Land is at the top level of the Wonder Realm primary stage, not some weak and frail boy from the Mysterious Realm like you," one of them taunted. As he spoke, his remarks were followed by an obnoxious chortle from the other guy.
Darren peered at the letter.
His eyes widened when he realized that the recommendation letter specified the realm of the fighter selected to participate in the competition. Thinking back, this embarrassing situation must have been caused because the Dragon Holy Land's elder had seen Darren defeat three prominent fighters single-handedly. The elder believed that Darren belonged to the top level of the Wonder Realm primary stage and mentioned his realm in the letter. But the fact was that he was still in Mysterious Realm.
Darren sensed that he needed to show his skills to the disciples to get into the competition ground. Mere explanation by words would be a waste of time and might not change the disciples' minds. So, without another word, Darren released his spiritual power to demonstrate his ability. A gust of strong power shot out of his body and headed for the Blade Holy Land disciples. A split second later, Bruce also released his spiritual power. When Darren's spiritual power had almost reached those disciples, Bruce's strong power was already on its way. Officially at the Wonder Realm, the aura he released was so dense and potent that the disciples felt tremendous pressure that made them gasp for breath.
With evidence of their real strength, the disciples could no longer stop Darren and Bruce from entering. "You are, indeed, cultivators at the top level of the Wonder Realm primary stage. We apologize if we offended you. You can enter now!" The Blade Holy Land disciples stepped aside and bowed with respect.
Although their apology did not sound sincere, Darren and Bruce ignored the disciples as they walked past. Since the purpose of their trip was to find Elsa, they did not linger at the gate. Instead, they headed for the palace.
As they neared the main building, an attendant disciple emerged and led them through the maze of halls and yards. Finally, they reached a well-maintained garden lined with houses. They knew from the contour of the houses that this was the dwelling district for the disciples of Dragon Holy Land.
As Darren had disguised himself, he did not worry about being recognized by anyone. There was a small possibility that someone from Dragon Sect might have seen his picture, and would hence, recognize him. However, Darren could handle the situation easily as he carried the Holy Lord's token. It was rumored that anyone who possessed the token represented the Holy Lord and that others were duty-bound to show complete obedience.
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