Hell-for-leather, the blood-essence mutant half knelt in front of Darren. He looked up at him in horror, unable to believe that Darren thwarted him at once.
"Human, you are so powerful," the blood-essence mutant hollered.
"No, you are too weak,"
Darren replied calmly, looking down at the frustrated mutant.
Though it seemed to be that Darren was sardonic, he was, in fact, not mocking the blood-essence mutant. In all truths, Darren felt that the mutant was weaker than he thought.
Even when Darren had just reached the Grand Realm, he would be able to defeat him.
In other words, as far as his skills in combat were concerned, the blood-essence mutant was just as powerful as a seven-star grand warrior at the beginning level. Specifically, the mutant couldn't even reach the middle level of a seven-star.
"Weak? You think I am a weakling, huh? Then let me show you how strong I am!"
the blood-essence mutant roared, and the demonic internal force on the surface of his body exploded. The power resisted Darren's blade and sword intents that were looming around him.
"He does make some improvement, but it's still too weak!" At the sight of the mutant's show of power, Darren shook his head. He could tell something was not right.
Kill!
Despite the weakness and frailty he could sense on the mutant, Darren did not pay attention to that strange feeling. Ironically, he activated his dark gold internal force and threw a lethal strike at the mutant.
"Haha! Come and kill me!"
Peculiar to what Darren had expected, the blood-essence mutant laughed crazily as he resisted Darren's dark gold internal force. The mutant seemed very happy.
"Darren, go to Dragon Sect. Hurry up!"
Suddenly, out of the blue, a face appeared in the sky. The face shouted anxiously, putting Darren on high alert.
"What?" As the sudden appearance of a face in the sky was puzzlingly strange for him, Darren looked up. Only to know that the face belonged to the old man in the Sacred Palace.
"His real body is destroying the forbidden area of the Dragon Sect!"
After the old man anxiously finished his words, a black light suddenly erupted from the side of the southern land.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The harsh and ear-shattering sound made Darren's eardrums hurt.
The tumultuous roar jolted the mountains apart, and the sea was surging as if in a rage. The trees along the vicinity swayed with the disturbance, and the air carried with it the message of destruction that was astir.
Spontaneously, the whole world was covered by a massive cloud that was deemed by Darren to last for a long time.
With a surprisingly scarlet glow, a bloody red hand flashed across the sky, then shrunk until it gradually disappeared.
"Too late..."
The old man's face in the sky was dead grey.
"The forbidden area of the Dragon Sect has been destroyed."
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