Nobilis of War

Chapter 1113 How To Pass The River

The godly fire from outer space that Darren summoned began to scorch the green land.

All sorts of flames danced and swept with a sense of destruction.

Countless bees and butterflies rushed around in the sea of fire, terrified.

"It worked." Darren was a little relieved.

The godly fire from outer space he summoned was unable to directly burn these powerful bugs, but it

could cause them endless pain and torment, giving Darren the perfect opportunity to kill them.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Streams of dark gold internal force surged out and transformed into sharp needles, each piercing

through a single bug.

With every precise stab of the needles, a satisfying crack sounded out.

The bugs of the Emperor Realm were severely weakened after being grilled by the godly fire from outer

space. The dark gold internal force easily killed them one by one.

Suddenly, the whole world was silent. The buzzing noises of the insects were completely gone.

Darren relaxed and let the summoned fire dissipate on their own.

The lush green land had now been burnt to ashes.

"Assimilate."

Darren paused for a moment and remembered that the powerful bugs might have had great talent in

cultivation.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he made sure to assimilate their talent before it dispersed.

A clatter rang out through his mind.

He could feel many streams of strong talent flowing into his head.

"Woah!" Darren gasped in astonishment. The talent of these bugs was comparable to that of the

human cultivators with Genuine Domain Degree talent. It was incredible!

A few moments later, the mysterious space in Darren's mind was filled to the brim with talent liquid.

"Wait, there's still a lot of talent in the air. I have to absorb as much as possible."

At the thought of it, Darren's spiritual sense entered the mysterious space, and began to compress the Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

talent liquid to save space.

After being compressed by Darren's Emperor Realm spiritual sense, the liquid became solid and the

space it took up decreased by ninety percent!

"The gap in the talent liquid is greater than I thought."

Generally speaking, when liquid solidified, the change in size would be minor, but the talent liquid

seemed to be different.

Crystals of talent floated quietly in the mysterious space within Darren's mind, emitting different

bedazzling colors.

Darren decided he couldn't delay any further. If he stayed any longer, the remaining talent outside

would disappear.

He activated the assimilating power again in an attempt to completely assimilate the large amount of

the talent. This time, while he was assimilating, Darren released his spiritual sense in order to

condense the talent in the process. The moment the talent reached his mysterious space, it was

solidified into crystals.

By the time he had absorbed all of the talent, half of his mysterious space was filled with talent crystals.

"I hope that one day, the talent I absorb will be enough to shatter the mysterious space."

During his battle in the Virtual Battle Space when Darren was fighting against the virtual Shura

ancestor, he witnessed something. At a very critical moment, the mysterious space in his head

suddenly shattered and black liquid dripped into his body, making his strength grow immensely.

The power of that black liquid was amazing!

Darren continued on through the land.

At the end of the green land was a river, and if Darren crossed it, he could easily reach the base of the

huge tree.

The river, one kilometer wide, looked serene.

Darren had a feeling it seemed too easy to just cross the river; there had to be a catch.

Darren stood beside the bank, unleashing his spiritual sense to explore the river.

The river's flow was very slow, and it turned out it was only about ten feet deep.

However, Darren felt something unusual inside.

There were many corpses of various shapes at the bottom of the water, and each of them was at the

Emperor Realm!

"Phew!" Darren was in a mix of shock and horror. These corpses were probably the creatures that had

died taking the test before he did.

"It seems that most of them had safely passed through that grassland back there, but they died right at

this river. As I thought, it's not as simple as it looks."

Many cultivators at the Emperor Realm were killed by this river. What kind of tricks could it be hiding?

Darren contemplated, hesitating to step in.

However, Darren's goal was to reach the other side of the river. Either way, he had no choice but to

cross the river anyway.

Was he going to walk across the water or should he just fly over?

After thinking for a while, Darren decided it'd be best to try flying over!

Whoosh!

He soared above the river.

As soon as Darren flew over the river area, he felt a strong resistance come over him. His flying speed

slowed down to that of an ordinary person's walking speed.

Clatter…

The calm river suddenly began to rage rapidly as the river began to bubble up.

"What? Is something coming?"

Darren stood on alert. He couldn't detect any aura of life under the water with his spiritual sense, but he

knew that something was going to emerge.

He stayed motionless in the air and silently waited for the creatures coming out from the water to

attack.

After a long time, the river continued to surge, but there was nothing emerging.

Darren began to look on, confused.

"What happened?"

After he waited for so long, nothing flew out from the water.

Darren inched forward carefully until he reached the middle of the river.

He heard a strange clattering noise.

Then, with a splash of water, a shadow shaking in the river showed itself.

"Come out!"

Darren gave a loud shout.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Dozens of figures shot in the air and surrounded Darren. He opened his eyes wide in shock as these

figures all had a very familiar face.

There were dozens of young men in purple opposite him, looking extremely stern but vicious.

Darren gave a bitter chuckle as he faced these young men. He was staring straight into duplicates of

his own face.

Darren sensed that the auras of the young men in purple were all his auras: the aura of blade and

sword, the aura of Shura, the aura of dragon, to name a few. All the auras were his own.

It was likely that their strength also matched that of his own.

He still remembered that he once had a battle with himself when he entered the Starry Tower. Last

time, the mirror in the Starry Tower created a perfect copy of Darren.

Suddenly, Darren realized that he was copied by the river when he flew nearer and was reflected in the

river!

Darren's confidence took a blow as he faced a dozen versions of himself.

After all, how could he win when he was facing himself? To make matters worse, Darren was vastly

outnumbered!

"No wonder most of the people at the Emperor Realm had died in this river. If anyone could defeat

dozens of opponents at their own level, their strength improvement in such a short span of time had to

be at an amazing level," Darren murmured.

Why did Darren think so?

The moment those copies of Darren showed up, he suddenly had an idea.

These duplicated figures wouldn't improve their levels; their strength was fixed. If Darren wanted to get

through this test, he must improve his cultivation base as fast as possible. Once he reached the next

level, he would be strong enough to have a chance against the replicas.