Nobilis of War

Chapter 207 The Formidable Soul Attack

As he absorbed the several drops of green liquid, Darren's whole body trembled. He could feel that his

soul was being refined.

"It seems as though the growth in my soul is advancing my Spirit Power."

Darren briefly examined himself and was pleasantly surprised to find that the droplets of green liquid

had propelled his Spirit Power to a higher level.

'So, the growth of the soul is the key to enhancing one's Spirit Power.' Darren surmised. A smile played

on Darren's lips.

In the next instant, Darren jumped into the pond and continued to absorb the spiritual energy it

contained.

The souls that had been refined in this pond could never be resurrected. Besides, the Soul Hunter Sect

was an extremely vicious organization. Darren would never give these refined souls to them.

Darren's assimilation took about an hour. By then, Darren's Spirit Power had reached level 18. He was

shocked by the advancement.

However, Darren hit a bottleneck. The growth of his Spirit Power would be next to nothing if he

continued to absorb.

"My Spirit Power is now at level 18. I wonder how much force I can unleash if I command the rules."

As a rule cultivator, the stronger his Spirit Power, the higher the power Darren could command from the

rules of the universe.

Curious, Darren activated the Wind Rule he had just learned and started dashing around the cave.

When Darren heard how fiercely the wind whistled when he ran, he knew that he was faster than

before. He was sure that even masters at the top level of the Wonder Realm's middle stage would be

unable to catch him at this speed.

However, comprehension of the Wind Rule could do more than just make a cultivator run faster. If

Darren utilized it during a fight, it would allow him to deliver a blow more quickly as well. During

combat, victory depended on speed—the faster you are, the more likely you are to win. Hence, being

able to deliver a stroke quicker meant that Darren's strength would be significantly enhanced as well.

Besides, he could strengthen his defensive ability by reinforcing his comprehension of the Rule of the

Earth.

"What an unexpected gain! If I refine my body perfectly, I will become a formidable entity when I

combine the Earth Formation and my demonic transformation skill. My strength is near the middle

stage of the Wonder Realm. With a little more advancement, I will get closer to it." Darren was elated.

"Hmm?"

Darren sensed a horrifying figure nearing him. As soon as he felt the danger, Darren flew out of the

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However, that formidable figure wasn't inside the cave. It was above it.

A beam of emerald light headed for Darren, breaking through layers and layers of obstacles.

"How dare you, a speck of dust on the earth, dare to steal the souls' power from me? Die, you thief!"

Darren felt an icy voice booming in his ears. At the same time, the emerald beam of light pierced his

head.

"Damn!"

Darren's body trembled intensively. He felt as though a bomb had exploded in his head. The mounting

force ripped his soul, and the pain of his soul being torn apart caused severe convulsions.

The pain was even greater than being tossed in boiling oil. The stone in Darren's head tried to resist

the emerald light. However, the situation was different, as the emerald light did not reflect. It was, at

best, weakened. Wisps of its power still hit Darren's soul, causing Darren great pain.

He remembered the formidable young man in black armor who had flown out of the bronze coffin.

When he had attacked Darren previously, he had used his spiritual sense. However, that attack could

be reflected. Thus he had only harmed himself.

This time, the emerald light coming from above was so powerful that it broke through the defense of the

strange stone in Darren's mind. It was an extremely fierce attack.

"It's so horrible." This was the most intense pain that Darren had ever experienced. He estimated that

its source was much stronger than the young man in the black armor.

After a while's suffering, the stone in Darren's head managed to erase the emerald light. Afterward,

wisps of milk-white mist flew around, healing Darren's soul.

Several hours later, Darren felt better as the intense pain had faded.

"Was that a soul attack? Its source must be at the Grand Realm level, or beyond!" Fear lingered in

Darren's mind.

"Again?" Just as Darren lowered his guard, several emerald beams of light flew toward him from

above.

Darren broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. If these emerald beams of light hit him, the stone in his

mind would not be able to save him, and then, his soul would be crushed.

Darren had never been this frightened and hopeless. He felt as if death was looming over him.

'What should I do?'

As Darren considered his options, he recalled that the soul hunter had said that the old man had put a

mark inside him before he died. He surmised that the mark must be the reason for the attacks.

As soon as the thought flashed in his mind, Darren lifted his clothes in search of the mark. He soon

spotted a crimson demon shape imprinted on his chest.

Upon seeing that the emerald beams of light were closing in on him, Darren ripped a handful of flesh

from his chest and hurled it away.

Darren was desperate! He knew that the pain of ripping flesh from his chest would be a fraction of the

pain he would feel should the emerald beams of light strike him again.

"I did it!"

Darren slumped onto the ground and watched the several beams of emerald light hurtling toward the

flesh he had thrown away. He felt relieved.

"You, damn ant! How did you get such a strong soul? I have targeted your aura and I will assimilate

your soul." The icy voice boomed in Darren's ears again. He could not help shivering.

Despite the pain still coursing through his body, Darren wanted to get the hell out of there as fast as he

could.

...

An hour after Darren had left, a ghostly black shadow appeared at the place where Darren had stood.

All the demonic monsters in the territory prostrated when the mighty creature descended. Someone in

the mysterious palace which was located at the deepest place in this territory, also shot a glance at the

black shadow.

The glance vanished soon after it fell on the shadow. The source of this glance seemed to be

astonished.

"I have never seen such a powerful soul. I shall make it mine." The shadow swept an icy glance around

the cave. It found Darren's trace, yet it did not see him there.

...

South of the demonic monster domain, Darren tried his best to conceal his aura and avoided being

discovered by hiding inside the body of a demonic monster.

On the path of being stronger, Darren had seen many powerful masters of martial arts, but none had

terrified him this much. He deemed this figure as powerful as the avatar of that mighty man in the Black

Cliff of Sword Intent.

Those soul attacks were powerful enough to break through the defense of the stone in his head.

Darren had been genuinely horrified.

After hiding in a demonic monster's corpse for several hours, Darren tried to sense the mighty figure.

When he couldn't trace it, he decided to step out.

"The presence I felt is truly big and powerful. The growth of my Spirit Power won't be of any value if I

get killed here. I hope he'll never find me." Darren remained vigilant. He knew that he was no match for

the source of the attacks, at least not now.

Since he had to stay in the demonic monster domain for a few more hours, Darren was careful the

whole time. He even gave up the idea of finding a level six demonic monster because he was afraid

that the formidable presence would come for him again. So, he activated the transmission jade card

Scott had given him and gradually vanished.