Chapter 50 Land Flood Dragon (1/2)

Stunned, Alison stared at Darren with wide eyes.

But the very next second, she shrugged the thought off her head. With a disappointed face, she mused internally, 'No, it can't be him. Darren entered the Ilmen Sect only half a year ago! It would be impossible for him to reach the Spirit Realm in such a short time and then to dare to fight with a top-level diabolic beast. I have to be mistaking him for someone else!'

”Alison, what are you doing? Hurry up and find a place to hide. Don't get him in trouble,” the young man reminded the maiden in a daze, wondering why she was taking so long.

”Got it,” Alison replied, snapping back to her senses. Gingerly, she followed her companions with her head down.

This was like a nightmare for her. She kept regretting in her head, cursing herself. 'My self-will not only cost so many guards their lives but also harmed my uncle and brother...'

”I'm so sorry, Uncle, Dale; I'm the one to blame for all this,” Alison uttered, breaking into a crying fit as the three of them sat down behind a huge rock.

”Come on, Alison, this isn't a time to cry. We should just look around and see if we can be of any help to him...” Toby Yun said, comforting her.

Top-level diabolic beasts were extremely powerful and strong. Even though he knew that the teenager's battle strength was par excellence, he was afraid he could still get hurt. He watched the fight between him and the beast intently with heart beating nervously. He was on his tip-toes, ready to come in handy if a critical moment occurred. After all, he had reached the sixth stage of the Spirit Realm.

”He is so young. Perhaps his father is an Elder of a big sect,” he said, his eyes fixed on the young boy.

Toby was an experienced man. He was convinced disciples as talented and young as Darren could only be so strong if they came from big sects.

”Uncle Toby, I think I've seen him before,” Alison said uncertainly, finally stopping her sob.

”Really?” the two exclaimed in surprise, their eyes lighting up.

”Alison, when and where did you make an acquaintance with such a promising young man?” Dale asked, inwardly pleased.

”Yes Alison, how did you come to be friends with such a genius? Which sect is he from?”

Toby asked in confusion, his eyes darting between Alison and the young boy.

Alison looked at the boy again. With a wry smile, she lowered her head and spoke, ”Never mind... I was mistaken.”