Chapter 110 Realization (1/2)
The sudden events brought fear to Darren.
He could feel his blood and flesh shriveling so fast as the dying and withering breath invaded his body continuously.
In great surprise, Darren immediately battled his thoughts and dispatched all his internal force and sword intent in a desperate attempt to block the queer breath.
It was like watering off a duck's back. The strange and withering breath permeated into Darren's pores, soon it had soaked through every inch of Darren's skin.
But Darren couldn't feel any pain.
”What should I do?”
Under the intense pressure of the situation, Darren battled his thoughts once again to try to assimilate the strange breath.
To his desperation, he failed none the less.
He was able to assimilate talent, cardiac core, and sword intent successfully, but this was something else. There wasn't anything he could do about it. The mysterious stone in his mind had no reaction to the withering breath.
”Elsa, you as well...”
Just when Darren was about to give up, he saw the same changes happening to Elsa as they happened to him.
At this moment, both Darren and Elsa were going through indescribable changes. It was as if they were witnessing the elapsing of time, marking the signs of aging in their hearts. They had so many things left undone, they had just fallen in love.
'To age and die in this manner?'
Darren could not accept the way he and Elsa were aging. But they were unable to resist the power no matter how hard he tried.
”The power of a rule cultivator,” Darren sighed.
Their bodies continued to shrivel, soon they would be turned into nothing but bones.
'The power of a rule cultivator?' Darren thought. 'Where does the power of a rule cultivator lie? It's somewhere between heaven and earth, isn't it? I can try to comprehend the true meaning of the power brought by the rule master.'
Meanwhile, he recalled the queer gestures of the men in the black robes engraved on the stony pillars. Of course his memory had helped him memorize all the gestures.