Darren returned to the yard where in his childhood he had had played with his younger sister. The familiar scene and nostalgic memories somehow saddened him.
He had suffered too much humiliation and affliction here.
Remembering all this, Darren shook his head. His hatred was no longer as intense as before. It was rather ironic consider how he had amazing strength now.
He took a deep breath and strode over the threshold. The house was spotless. Someone must have been cleaning it regularly.
'Now, I have to think about how I should put into use the Omnipotent Talent Skill I gained from assimilating the diabolic beast, '
he thought, recalling that he had obtained the Omnipotent Talent Skill of "Blood Dragon Phantom".
The descriptions of this talent skill came rushing back as he focused on this matter at hand.
"What is the Avatar Rule?"
In his memory, the Avatar Rule that connected heaven to earth was frequently mentioned. Apart from that, many more names of rules were clear in his mind's eye. These included the Fighting Spirit Rule, Bloodshed Rule, Speed Rule, even Life Rule and Death Rule, but he obtained no description of them.
"This sort of talent skill requires the involvement of the forces of the nature," he said softly to himself.
Finally, he managed to pin down the Avatar Rule.
With this, he began to practice the diabolic beast talent skill according to the methods in his memory.
"Ah, what happened?"
The moment he attempted to do this, his head swam with dizziness and everything blurred.
Before long, everything turned black. He was completely unable to see anything.
'Am I blind?' he thought. He felt severe shooting pains in his eyes.
The pain didn't stop Darren's practicing. Instead, he tried to delve deeper into the descriptions in his mind.
"Well, I would have become a real blind man if I had stopped just now. I'm connecting the forces of the heaven and earth after all," he muttered.
Afflicted by extreme pain, Darren began to assimilate the spiritual energy in the heaven and earth. It was akin to assimilating spiritual herbs with his current talent. Fortunately, this huge amount of spiritual energy didn't turn into blade and sword internal force. Otherwise, all of his energy meridians would be shattered by the fierce collision between opposite blade and sword internal forces.
As his assimilation process commenced, the pain in his eyes diminished.
But he felt something go wrong when he opened his eyes.
He found himself in a silvery-white world that was completely unfamiliar.
All the objects around him were made from strands of silvery silk threads.
'Does this have anything to do with the Avatar Rule described in my memory?' Darren speculated.
He tried to find a way to connect with those silvery silk threads. Somehow, he had the intuition that he would attain the skill of "Dragon Blood Phantom" if he could attach himself to these silvery silk threads.
"Too complicated!"
Darren sighed. Tangled like a mess, those silvery silk threads sent his head into a chaotic tizzy. He wracked his brain but couldn't find any clues at all.
After a brief moment, he felt rather cloudy-headed and fatigued, as if he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep for ages. It was hard to carry on.
Immediately, Darren stopped his practice because it was beyond his tolerance.
"Those silvery silk threads seem to have some strong power that has prevented me from connecting with them. I will take my time in the future when I try again," Darren sighed, exhausted.
He gave it up temporarily. It was the same as martial skill cultivation process-- forcing a cultivation would only do harm to one whose talent was insufficient to support the corresponding cultivation.
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