Chapter 118 Rule Cultivators (2/2)

Realm. Even though Darren's sword intent was a hundred times weaker, it would still be as easy as blinking an eye to kill the rule cultivators of the Primary Realm.

All of a sudden, Darren's opponents stopped their attacks.

Darren's sword intent was buzzing in their ears.

The mighty power of the sword intent frightened them to the core.

”The sword intent is so powerful. How can that be? Why's his sword intent still so strong? I don't believe it.”

Two of them cried with fear and shrieked like crazed dogs.

They could not believe that this teenager in front of him was such a formidable foe. He was like a devil that had come up to play a game of death and destruction with the living.

They could feel Darren's aura of killing intent. Its overbearing weight drowned them, making them suffocate with misery and desperation.

Swoop!

Darren drew a wide arc through the air with his sword. In a flash of light, his opponents were beheaded.

”What's that? What's that feeling in my mind?” After Darren killed them, a strange sensation appeared in his head. He activated his vital energy and cried out, ”Absorb!”

A second later, several streaks of transparent soul energy flew to his temples.

”That feels amazing! I've upgraded. My Spirit Power is level four now.”

Darren had been right about his speculation that he could not only absorb Witcher Power but also Spirit Power.

Darren slowly landed on the ground and walked toward Barry, who was quaking with cold sweat.

”Tell me! Where do you get the suppression rune?” Darren yelled. He was like a demon from hell, whose every word seemed to plunge daggers through Barry's heart.

Barry, the only one who was alive after Darren's sword attack, was so afraid he could barely speak. He even lost the strength to stand and toppled to the ground heavily. If his mind could process anything beyond Darren's deafening power, he would have noticed that he had wet himself.