Seeing that Darren hunkered down for practice, Aaron immediately stood guard for him quietly by his side, keeping a vigilant lookout for anyone who might come and disturb Darren.
One month quickly passed by, and Darren came to from his immersion in the cultivation. He had acquired significant experience.
"I am at the middle stage of the Wonder Realm now," Darren mumbled to himself after gauging his current strength. He was not quite satisfied with the progress that he had made. He still felt it to be a little bit slow. He was a perfectionist after all.
It was quite understandable given the fact that he had taken in a lot of ancient spiritual energy that was of higher quality than that of the current spiritual energy from the outside world. However he did not make much progress, not even to the top level of the middle stage of the Wonder Realm, and that frustrated him.
"Brother, what's wrong? You don't look happy," Aaron asked Darren. Aaron looked at Darren curiously as he had no idea why he was frowning. He tried to think of potential reasons but came up with none.
"It's all right. Don't worry about me. Ha-ha!" Darren said lightly. Subsequently, Darren gave Aaron a light smile, and Aaron also smiled with him halfheartedly.
Darren quickly estimated his current strength. Now that he had made it one level higher than his old realm, his Augmented Attack Bloodline was significantly strengthened and his Blade and Sword Domain had also improved exponentially. He estimated that he was able to kill a one-star grand warrior with relative ease now, even should the grand warrior activate his domain skill.
Darren also knew that if the strength of that one-star grand warrior was as strong as Scott, unfortunately he would still be unable to defeat him. However it was also rather rare that a one-star grand warrior could be as powerful as Scott, so Darren remained quite confident of his current strength.
While Darren was improving himself in the underground world, Hailey, Timothy and Abelard were still trapped inside the Ancient Void Battlefield.
Time was moving at a much faster pace in the Ancient Void Battlefield than that of the outside world. Ten days in outside world were equal to three years in the Ancient Void Battlefield.
That was to say, they had been here for 20 years, give or take.
"I do not like this, when we have nothing to do but wait for my death. It's morbid." Timothy and Abelard were sitting on a grassland by the brook as they stared far away, contemplating their future.
"Don't get too greedy. At least we still have 10 good years left. Let's not forget that Darren gave up his life so that we can have this 30 years to live. We should be grateful. Let's always remember that,"
The Shadow Emperor had said that the Ancient Void Battlefield would be shattered in 30 years since it had no master. Everything would be gone by then. What a future to look forward to. Now that the Shadow Emperor only existed inside Finley in the form of his remaining consciousness, he could no longer take control of the Ancient Void Battlefield. So there was nothing that he could do to prevent the inevitable destruction of it—even if he wanted to. What were they to do?
Twenty years was long, but also short when they knew that they only had 10 more years left. Frustration and despair gradually took hold of their hearts as they were waiting for the doom that was looming on the horizon. Frowns developed on their faces and their facial muscles sagged down. They still had a lot of things that they wanted to do and a lot of adventure that they wanted to experience, but there simply was not enough time for them. So instead, they decided to roam around this land for the rest of their lives. What a tough choice for them.
Twenty years were basically nothing to a martial artist as he or she would spend much more time pursuing martial arts.
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