Standing in front of Gage with a cold look, Darren wondered why he had improved so much to defeat a cultivator at the second stage of Mysterious Realm so easily.
Being merely at the eighth stage of Spirit Realm, it was shocking for Darren to be able to defeat Gage!
While Darren contemplated, he sensed a huge pressure suddenly coming towards him.
"Who is there?" Darren's face paled. Immediately, he drew his sword and turned around. Seeing that the man looked too strong for him to bear, he instantly retreated.
Still, it was too late. The punch caught him. It contained amazing strength and it got him with a blink of an eye.
Bang!
Darren was not able to avoid it at all and was thrown back. His ribs seemed to have been broken and blood gurgled from his mouth.
Then, Darren fell to the ground through the numerous huge stone blocks. Getting down on one of his knees, he continued to vomit blood.
"You actually did not die after being hit by my punch? How?" a tall figure came up to him and asked.
Darren raised his head and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Elder Alan! May I know what I did to warrant such an attack from you? Why would someone from a high position such as yourself attempt to kill me? Aren't you scared that the others would laugh at you?" Darren asked trying to sound as innocent as possible. His body ached so badly. In his mind, he wondered if Alan found out about what he did to Dalton. 'I am certainly dead this time if he did, ' Darren thought.
Alan's eyes suddenly became deep and bloodshot, which made him look older. Obviously, the death of his son was a heavy blow to him.
Now, his eyes were filled with vengeance and fury. It was dreadful. He looked at Darren with animosity.
"My son was murdered and he had several sword wounds. I found out that it was you who killed him. Now, you must pay for what you did!" Alan said through gritted teeth. His words were like daggers that struck Darren to the core.
"Hah!" Darren laughed with disdain. "You seem to have lived for so many years in vain! You never use your head!"
Hearing what Darren said enraged Alan even more. Just as he was about to hit him again to kill him, Darren spoke once again.
"I really pity you for being fooled by someone like Jerome. Do you really think I can kill Dalton? Even if I could, how would I have escaped Jerome? Am I really that powerful or are you just that stupid? If you kill me, then your son's death would not be avenged."
Hearing this stopped Alan on his tracks.
"Jerome, come here!" Alan shouted loudly.
Jerome had hidden at the side but he immediately scrambled to come forward when he heard Alan's shout. Now, he had to stand and approach.
"How dare you, Jerome! You were the one who killed Dalton! Why are you framing me? You're such a bad person! It's a pity I lost my only chance to kill you!" Darren said as he glared at Jerome with great apparent anger. No one could tell it was true or false.
"What?! You bastard! How dare you deny what you did! You're only saying that because you know you're as good as dead! I saw you kill Dalton with my eyes. Plus, he had sword wounds! It's pretty obvious! You can't fool Elder Alan about this!" Jerome said confidently. The information about his wounds was true. They were sword wounds. It was something that was difficult for Darren to deny.
"So please answer my question, Jerome. Being so weak, how could Darren kill my son? Also, why did you just stand there without trying to rescue him?" Elder Alan now turned to Jerome with his anger also turned to Jerome.
"Sir, please believe me. That guy, he's something else! He has all these... devil skills! His cultivation base is just almost as strong as mine. He's lying to you! He's trying to trick you!" Jerome explained desperately.
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