Chapter 359: Phantasmic Realm Grass (1)

Chapter 359: Phantasmic Realm Grass (1)

The spectating players no longer looked down on him; instead, greed filled their eyes. Even though Drako Yau didnt reveal Charcoal, he paid 10,000,000 coins in front of everyone, which was enough to make him a cash cow. They couldnt kidnap him as this was a game, but killing him repeatedly until he paid up was always an option.

Looking at Drako Yaus full set of common gear, no one felt a tint of fear despite knowing it could just be a disguise. Greed had taken over their minds already. The 10,000,000 coins and the Phantasmic Realm Grass with unknown effects were worth the risk.

Drako Yau also sensed the change in everyones gazes, but he wasnt too bothered by it. This was the Holy Ground, not the three cities. Combat was entirely disabled here, rendering the suicidal attack which Empyreon had used on him before useless.

Although standing out so much was contrary to his original intention, he was willing to sacrifice that much for the Phantasmic Realm Grass. Its usage was very well worth the risk. Under countless covetous stares, he casually entered the teleportation array and vanished.

Everyone suddenly realised they had no idea where he went. How were they supposed to know which city he teleported to? By the time they sent word to track Drako Yau down, he was already gone without a trace. His home was close to the resurrection altar, so it only took him a few turns to get there.

Charcoal leapt and landed gently on the ground, wagging its tail as it snuggled against his legs. Although it had to stay hidden in his cloak the entire trip, seeing the outside world was still a thrilling experience.

Drako Yau showed a gentle smile, sat on the Wyrm Bed, then lifted Charcoal onto his lap. He rubbed its belly for a while before changing his equipment and leaving the place.

Drako Yau went to the Arena and created a locked normal room. Many similar rooms existed; some players preferred to train themselves in private, while others sparred with their friends.

Normal rooms prohibited the use of equipment skills and items because the rationale behind the mode was to decide the victor through technique alone. However, Drako Yau could take out the Phantasmic Realm Grass from his item bag and place it at the centre of the battleground.

Drako Yau began his private training session. The moment he willed it, his arms shuddered and produced a gorgeous spear of ruby and sapphire in his hands. He then performed all his basic manoeuvres like he did for Master Bak, then closed his eyes and conjured an imaginary enemy in his mind.

That clearly wasnt enough to soothe Ichor Hons rage. He continued to glare into Drako Yaus eyes. After a while, he gritted his teeth and grunted, Very well. I treasure our brotherhood greatly.

Drako Yau tumbled along the ground and slammed into the barrier before coming to a halt. Standing before him was Ichor Hon with his bloody blade, both radiating a choking amount of killing intent. Only then did Drako Yau realise how lucky he had been to claim victory over Ichor Hon back then.

Hes way too strong!

What were Drako Yaus advantages over other players in the game? First was his mystical spearmanship and practical combat experience. Secondly, others treated it as a mere game while he fought for his life. Lastly, he had a cultivation style, a superior one no less. However, none of these were considered an advantage when up against Ichor Hon.

Technique-wise, Ichor Hon had spent his entire life submerged in swordsmanship and killing. No matter how talented Drako Yau was, he simply couldnt rival Ichor Hon at just twenty or so years of age.

Combat-wise, Ichor Hon was more brutal than him even though he was always fighting to survive. His killing intent was honed during the days when the old geezer hunted him down, but technically speaking, it wasnt an authentic killing intent as he merely imitated the old geezer. He had never killed someone in real life, while Ichor Hon had trampled over countless bodies to reach where he was now. His childish killing intent was like a candle before the sun; he could hardly breathe under the effect of Ichor Hons dense killing intent.

Needless to say, Ichor Hon was far superior in terms of cultivation as well. He was already at Lunar Reflections pinnacle while Drako Yau was still exploring the potential of the Cryoflame style.

This wasnt a spar, but a one-sided beating. Drako Yau would never have survived ten strikes if he hadnt grappled Ichor Hon and forced him into bare-handed combat.

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