Chapter 1523 The Great Witchers' Panic
Chapter 1523 The Great Witchers' Panic
"Where am I?"
The Rule Soul Avatar reached a space unknown to him.
He saw countless particles floating in there. It was so weird. When he stared at one particle, he
realized that it was a hexahedral object. Later on, it turned into an octahedron. Then an irregular
heptahedron. As long as his gaze was fixed on it, it kept on changing. It even turned into a plane.
"What kind of law is this?" the Rule Soul Avatar murmured. He had never seen such a thing before.
But he was sure of one thing. This space was a law space floating outside the heaven and earth.
"This must be the Law of Witcher Poison," he conjectured.
The Law of Witcher Poison and the Law of Witcher Power were everywhere like sand in the real world.
However, the Rule Soul Avatar couldn't sense or touch them. NôvelDrama.Org © content.
So he used the soul power to analyze its structure and capture it.
This process was too simple for him.
In just a matter of seconds, he had connected to a wisp of Witcher Law and controlled it.
After obtaining the wisp of law, the tiny soul of the Rule Soul Avatar split into two parts. He left one of
them there to serve as a mark. Then the other part, together with the Witcher Law he had
comprehended, returned to his body.
After that, he immediately activated his Spirit Power and silvery eyes to completely control the second
wisp of Witcher Law.
At this moment, all the pain dissipated.
Although the witcher poison was still being produced in his body, it didn't affect him anymore. Instead, it
became a part of his power.
The Twelve Great Witchers tried their best to save Darren, but they failed. Aside from losing his
consciousness, Darren's soul became weaker and weaker.
But they felt strange when they noticed that he seemed to be getting more and more exuberant. His
behavior really confused them.
What the Twelve Great Witchers didn't know was, his consciousness had already returned to normal in
Darren's mind.
Since he was too afraid of the severe pain, he found a way to ease it. He separated a small wisp of
consciousness to pull his soul into the dark void bit by bit.
The process was a bit slow, and it took time, but it relieved his pain. In this process, his soul needed to
be torn apart and be led in. Then the parts of his soul that had entered would automatically reunite
inside.
"Wow, it feels so good to be alive!" Darren exclaimed.
His consciousness controlled the parts of his soul that gathered, and he felt that he really existed again.
This time, he began to check the dark void. This space had been created many years before.
The void was almost the same as the usual night sky. In the distant deep sky, countless stars were
shining.
But strangely enough, he could hear the sound of waves.
It seemed that it was coming from a great distance, but it was clearly audible. Darren was confused. He
wondered how there could be a sea in such a desolate place. The sound was so enticing that he
suddenly had the urge to find it.
Boom!
The entire void suddenly shook violently.
Then an enormous black creature appeared in the distance and swallowed the bright stars.
"What is that?" Darren was shocked. He didn't expect that there were other creatures in this void.
It was so weird. It couldn't be possible that other creatures existed here because he only created this
space in his mind.
Much to Darren's surprise, the enormous black creature fell at high speed. It kept on falling until a few
hours later, he noticed that it was already hundreds of millions of kilometers away from him.
"It seems like it's going to smash me." Darren had the impulse to run away. But when he thought that
he would have to go through the pain again when he returned to his body, fear surged up from the
bottom of his heart.
However, he still summoned a strand of consciousness to probe his body. "What? It doesn't hurt
anymore."
Surprisingly, he didn't feel the extreme pain that he had expected.
"I'd better run as soon as I can. I'll just come back here some other time."
Darren reckoned that he might have been treated, so the torture of the poison completely dissipated.
Now, he could get out of here and dodge the enormous black creature.
Finally, Darren's consciousness and soul returned to his body.
"Phew!"
He jerked up and let out a long breath of relief.
The Twelve Great Witchers around him seemed to have frozen. But the green flames in their eyes
clearly showed their astonishment.
They almost couldn't believe that Darren suddenly came back to life.
A trace of confusion surfaced on their faces. Even his soul was about to dissipate just now. But here he
was, totally alive.
"Humph!"
Darren snorted as he immediately flew up and retreated tens of feet away.
When he was poisoned and was about to lose his consciousness, he clearly heard that the Twelve
Great Witchers refused to treat him.
"This time, you have to tell me. What is your real purpose of coming here?" Darren demanded grimly.
Hearing his words, the Twelve Great Witchers immediately stopped wondering about how he had come
back to life. They stood in a row, ready to form an array at any time.
"You have already agreed to die. Why do you still have to ask so many questions?" said one of the
Great Witchers.
"I agreed because you said that you are going to save the Rule Soul Avatar's life. But from the looks of
it, it seems that you don't have plans of saving him," Darren sneered.
"If I'm not mistaken, it was not the Ancestral Land who sent you, but the Immortal Land."
The Great Witchers' withered faces visibly twitched.
"Capture him!"
Without any explanations, they all decided to suppress Darren at once.
Whoosh!
A white figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Darren.
"You? You have awakened too?"
The Twelve Great Witchers were shocked to see that the Rule Soul Avatar had woken up as well.
The poison was a kind of ancient witcher poison. They couldn't understand how they had managed to
come back to life. Unbelievable!
The Rule Soul Avatar glared at the Twelve Great Witchers coldly and asked, "Tell me, who from the
Immortal Land sent you here?"
The Great Witchers did not answer his question.
Instead, one of them sneered, "Getting rid of the poison doesn't mean that you are safe." There was
cold killing intent in his tone.
Judging from the sudden change in the Twelve Great Witchers' attitude, Darren and the Rule Soul
Avatar were now sure that they were sent by the man with silvery eyes from the Immortal Land.
However, they didn't know what his purpose could be. The Rule Soul Avatar had some speculations,
but he was not so sure about them either.
"Don't force me to kill you."
The cold voice of the Rule Soul Avatar pierced into the minds of the Great Witchers' like a sharp sword.
The leader of the Great Witchers laughed out loud unpleasantly. His voice was ear-splitting, like a
stone scratching a glass.
"Xavier, your strength is not enough to fight against us at all." The Great Witchers directly ignored
Darren because they knew that he wasn't even capable of touching them.
"Oh, really?"
The Rule Soul Avatar suddenly flew forward.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning appeared in the space. It then split into twelve strands and struck the Twelve Great
Witchers.
The Twelve Great Witchers didn't move at all. They just activated their Witcher Power.
It was only a weak thunder attack. The Witcher Power's automatic defense alone was enough to resist
it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The next moment, fright was written all over the Great Witchers' faces. They were attacked, and the
intense pain ran through their withered meridians.
"You... Have you controlled the poison?"
The Twelve Great Witchers were astounded at the realization that
a human had mastered the witcher poison. Their faith had almost collapsed because of it. They
couldn't believe that aside from the witcher race, there were other creatures who were capable of
controlling the power of the witchcraft cultivation.
It was such a shame to them. To become a witcher and to master the power of the witchcraft
cultivation, they had given up their flesh and blood. They had also experienced almost all the sufferings
in the world.
It was unacceptable that an ordinary human had mastered their witchcraft cultivation.