Chapter 261 Heavenly Repression

Brian cast a glance at the crowd. Knowing that they were anxious to know the result, he immediately announced, "He has entered the twelfth round!"

"Really?" Chad was overwhelmed with excitement.

Darren entering the twelfth round meant that he had gotten the Primitive Stones. Chad was grinning from ear to ear, thrilled to hear the news.

"Oh! I knew he was an extraordinary young man! When he gets out of the Ancient Void Battlefield, I will definitely give him a handsome reward." Chad gave out a deep hearty laugh.

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It had been three years since Darren had entered the twelfth round in the Ancient Void Battlefield.

In those three years, Darren had absorbed great quantities of spiritual energy to improve his strength. He had also assimilated an abundance of magic herbs that he got from the second round.

Under normal conditions, absorbing such a large quantity of spiritual energy would guarantee that he would reach the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm in three years. He was completely baffled as to why he was not making much progress in his cultivation stage. His improvement had been rather slow.

After absorbing a lot of spiritual energy, only his demon core had a big improvement. He had grasped the fifth stage of the Nine Changes of the Demon, which meant that when he underwent demonic changes, his strength would be equal to a grand warrior.

"There is still a long way to go before Darren can enter the next round. His strength still isn't enough," Finley murmured to himself, feeling the aura that was emitting from Darren's body. He shook his head in his dismay.

Darren took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. He opened his eyes and turned to look at Finley. "I hit a bottleneck right now. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't reach the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm. What's wrong with me?"

Even after a long discussion, they still weren't able to figure out any solution to the problem.

"I guess the only option I have now is to fight you. I don't think there is any other way," Darren suggested. He didn't want to waste any more time.

"All right. But my basaltic body is really strong. Unless you are a three-star grand warrior, you can't inflict great damage to my body. So you are doomed to lose the fight." Finley was disappointed that it had come to this.

"When I use my power, I can't control myself. I will attack my opponent with all my force." He let out a heavy sigh.

Darren had already known about it, but he still wanted to give it a try. And so, without hesitation, he transferred all his power and prepared himself for the fight.

"Darren, you must aim at the vital parts of my body. Otherwise, you would not stand a chance of defeat

eavenly Repression Rule. He felt that the dark gold internal force tremendously increased inside his body.

Without hesitation, Darren combined his best skills and dark gold internal force together. He attacked Finley with all his force.

A deafening sound was heard as his enormous power blew towards Finley.

"Huh?"

Finley did not dodge the attack nor use the Spatial Rule.

"Basaltic body," he murmured to himself, still wearing the strange smile on his face.

A loud thunderous sound resonated in the air. The aftershock of the massive explosion reached Darren and threw him off the ground.

"He didn't dodge my attack?" Darren was thrown away by his intense power, leaving him flabbergasted.

Once the rumbling had subsided, Darren hastily turned around to check on Finley. He wasn't quite expecting the scene before him.

Finley's clothes had all been ripped, revealing his golden skin. He wasn't get hurt even though he had been hit by the dark gold internal force.

"That's impossible!" Darren couldn't believe his eyes. Boom!

Boom!

Darren immediately blew the rest of the dark gold internal force towards Finley.

Finley still did not move a muscle. He only opened his mouth and said, "Game over, young man."

In the blink of an eye, a tremendous power enveloped Darren. He was confined inside Finley's domain.

Darren clearly knew that if he didn't give up and beg for mercy, he would be broken into pieces in the next second.

However, in that moment, outside the Ancient Void Battlefield, an impalpable power suddenly fell from the sky and quietly flew unnoticed towards the direction of the battlefield.

"Heavenly Repression? "

In the thirteenth space, a young boy who was about eight years old suddenly appeared. He opened his sharp eyes and looked towards the sky.