Chapter 687 Fearless

The fierce fight between the three sect leaders had caused lots of storms and destroyed the entire space. Even though Darren and Hobson were a kilometer away from the battlefield, they were still actively suppressed.

"Without the old man's protection, we can't even withstand that dispersed Holy Will of them." Struggling to steady himself, Hobson paled at the dispersed Holy Will attacking them randomly.

"After all, they are holy warriors, who have gotten over a barrier of the martial arts. Definitely, they would be compelling," Darren said despite being between a rock and a hard place.

"Well, we will be no worse than them when we become holy warriors. Especially you, I can't imagine how powerful you will be like after you become a holy warrior."

"It's not that easy to reach the Holy Realm. Especially for me, to become a holy warrior, I have to go through unbearable tortures and painstaking tasks. It would be a miracle if I were to reach the Holy Realm alive," Darren said in a calm voice. He was grateful that the dispersed Holy Will had ebbed a little by now.

Darren was telling the truth. Once he broke through to the Holy Realm, he had no choice but to experience the Heavenly Repression again. It was hard to conclude whether he could live through it or not.

Moreover, the Giant Ape advised Darren before that the hardest Conflicting Cultivation in the whole world is the Rule and Martial Arts Cultivation.

According to the ape, the conflict usually occurred the moment the person reached the Holy Realm. It was hard for Darren to imagine what kind of sufferings he would go through if ever he reached that stage. Especially considering that he cultivated both the rule and martial arts at the same time!

Twenty hours later, as the huge and surging Holy Will finally waned and the battle gradually subsided, Darren and Hobson put themselves at ease and let down their guards.

Darren and Hobson discreetly released their spiritual senses and found that Arlo, the leader of the Dragon Chasing Sect, had been crushed, amputated, and eventually died.

"Unfortunately, I can't assimilate his talent. Otherwise, I would be a step closer to the Genuine Domain Degree talent," Darren uttered in dismay.

Nonetheless, even if he couldn't assimilate the talent, he still felt relieved since one enemy had been killed—one less oppressor to deal with.

As for Harrison and Dexter, after the violent battle, they were covered with wounds that their bones were visible over their skins. Arlo was apparently extremely powerful judging from the injuries he had inflicted upon them.

"Darren, how about we sneak up on them and kill them behind their backs?"

Seeing a perfect time to strike while the iron was hot, Hobson had found that both of them were very weak after the battle, and their fighting power had dropped to the lowest point after they reached the Holy Realm.

"No, it's not safe to do that," Darren opposed directly, totally dismissing Hobson's suggestion.

Darren knew for a fact that the most powerful method for a holy warrior was not dependent on their bodily strength, but the pressure and attacks by the Holy Will. Even if they were injured now, Darren and Hobson still could not compete with them if they would decide to attack them in surprise.

Back then, still fresh in his memories, Hobson had been smashed

obson said to himself in a small voice. As his mouth gaped wide open, his mind was with the thought that he could be as powerful as the holy emperor one day.

"Stop daydreaming. It's challenging to become a senior holy warrior. Becoming a holy emperor requires you to be the invincible master of an era. Do you think we can be that person?" Darren rolled his eyes at him and discouraged him cutting short his fantasies right at that very moment.

"Can't I even dream about it at least?" A bit annoyed by Darren's expression, Hobson smacked his lips and said, "In other words, Darren, I think you have a chance to become one. After hundreds of years or thousands of years, you'll undoubtedly become an invincible lord in existence in the whole world."

"You're overthinking. As far as I know, my strength does not deserve to be mentioned now. Perhaps everyone in the eighteen cities mentioned by the Lord of the Sacred Palace could crush me to death quickly. Besides, many super-powerful warriors are more deserving around the world."

Judging from his argument, Darren was not belittling himself. His current power was nothing at all compared to the many warriors in the Medium Spiritual World.

"Damn it! If you don't accept my compliments, I'll take them back then. You're such a loser." Hobson laughed at Darren's loss of hope.

"Cut the crap, loser! Let's hurry up and improve our strength. If Dexter passed the examination, we might not be able to compete with him even with the help of the old man," Darren said, seriously ushering Hobson to go on his way and start practicing his skills.

"Okay, let's do it!" With that, Hobson jumped up and started to practice spear skills.

Left alone in the ground, Darren found a quiet place and began to assimilate spiritual energy to enhance his cultivation base.

If they could practice inside the time and space turbulent flow, their cultivation base would increase much faster. What a pity, they couldn't go there now and had to cultivate outside.

Darren took out one of the purple leaves and absorbed the spiritual energy with all his efforts. The moment he stepped into the seven-star Grand Realm, his strength would improve significantly—he couldn't wait for that to happen.