Chapter 118 Rule Cultivators (1/2)
The fireball exploded with a thunderous wave of scorching heat that beat them backward. They could not believe their eyes. Darren had learned the ”Flames Burning” that they had just exerted in the matter of a few minutes.
It would typically take a high level rule cultivator several years to master a magic formula. No matter how strong his or her Spirit Power was, none of rule cultivators could learn a rule spell so quickly.
But Darren was a special kind of rule cultivator. Not only could he exert the rule force, but he could also see it. He could easily utilize the rule force to help him learn a magic formula.
On top of that, he was a masterful cultivator with a high talent level that could empower him to remember a cultivator's gesture the moment he saw it.
Bang!
Darren's opponents were thrown into the air by the force of the explosion and blackened by debris and soot. Although the ”Flames Burning” Darren exerted was not as strong as theirs, the power of the fireball was still extraordinary.
”The fireball's power isn't enough. I guess I still need more practice,” Darren said unsatisfied.
Some of his opponents had passed out from the force of the explosion, and the rest of them were frightened to the depths of their very cores.
”What, what should we do now, Barry? Has his Spirit Power reached level nine?” Henry stammered, shaking with fear.
”Barry, we'd better escape while we can! Henry, it's all your fault! Now we are into serious trouble. We can't afford such heavy consequences of getting involved with a man like him.” The background of such a talented rule cultivator must be a legendary being.
The others looked at their thin and tall leader, Barry, awaiting his next command. They all wished to escape but would wait to hear his advice and orders.
”Losers!” Barry yelled. ”What else do you know except running away with your tails between your legs? It's time to use my secret weapon.” He turned now to face Darren. ”Bastard! You're screwed now.” He took out several yellow rune papers from his pocket.
”Rune papers!” his followers marveled with surprise.
”My teacher gave me these rune papers to use as a last resort if my life is in danger. It's a waste to use these papers to kill this asshole, but he has infuriated me. Nothing can stop me now.”
”What power those rune papers have, Barry? Are you certain you can kill him with the papers?” one of his followers called out.
”Of course, I'm certain! One paper has the ability to suppress his power. Another can shackle him. And the last one can enhance the power of my skill. As long as I use the three of them together, I can even fight against a cultivator of the Mysterious Realm and beat the shit out of him. This bastard is just a cultivator of the Spirit Realm. It'll be a piece of cake!”
When his companions heard this, the fear in their eyes dissipated and hope returned to their hearts. They were well a