"Is he the madman who killed a guard?"
"Yes, it's him. I heard that he killed the guard using only one move."
Rumors and whispers spread like wildfire through the crowd of disciples.
There had never been a time where the disciples had thought that the young man in white was a normal person. On the third day after he had entered the Ancestral Land, he had flown to the top of the hall and sat down to cultivate.
In this state, he had cultivated for three years. One day, a storm suddenly rolled in over them. All sorts of laws erupted in the void, and the entire Ancestral Land trembled as if there were a violent earthquake.
In an attempt to restore peace, a guard of the Ancestral Land flew up to stop the young man in white from continuing his cultivation.
To his surprise, the young man in white released an extremely terrifying law force, which instantly killed the guard.
All the disciples who had witnessed the scene had never forgotten the horror that they had felt.
To think that a man who had just been cultivating in the Ancestral Land for three years could kill a guard in an instant was awful. What else would he be capable of? In all of history, nothing like that had ever happened in the Ancestral Land. Even in the future, a person that strong might never exist again.
After he killed the guard, he was immediately seized by the guards in black robes and was imprisoned. Since then, he had disappeared from the Ancestral Land.
Many people thought he must have been executed in secret. After all, killing a guard was a blatant betrayal of the Ancestral Land.
But to everyone's surprise, the young man in white had returned. As he walked through the crowd, people stepped back like he was contagious.
The crowd could not help but take guesses at what his background was. He had killed a guard of the Ancestral Land, but they didn't execute him.
Was it because he was so gifted? Did the Ancestral Land not want to kill him because of his talent?
Now, everyone was curious about the strength of the genius who had disappeared for several years. What would he do now that he was back?
The crowd stepped aside so far that they created an aisle which he walked down alone.
Eventually, he stopped in front of a battle platform.
He looked up at the platform for the Tussle Region.
"Is he going to join the Tussle Region?" Whispering started up again as everyone present, including the guards of the Ancestral Land, watched his every move.
The emissary of the Tussle Region cast a glance at him.
'He's such a genius!' The emissary briefly wanted the man in white on his side, but after more thought, he said, "You can't join the Tussle Region."
His voice was not loud, but everyone in the square heard it clearly.
"Why not?" the Rule Soul Avatar asked in an indifferent tone.
"Because you're not suitable for this place. In other words, the Tussle Region can't accept you," the emissary explained. Now, he had another thought stuck in his head. He couldn't say it out loud, however. The thought was, 'If you enter the Tussle Region, you will kill others as you wish, and no one can resist you. It would cause the Tussle Region to fall into chaos.'
"I understand." The Rule Soul Avatar hadn't really intended to join the Tussle Region. He was just curious about it.
Standing quietly beside the battle platform, the Rule Soul Avatar closed his eyes and released his god's sense secretly.
"Hey, my real body, how is your situation?"
The god's sense of the Rule Soul Avatar was directly sent in without the restriction of the space door.
"Avatar? I'm right here. Where are you? How did you find me?" Darren asked in surprise. Only the Rule Soul Avatar could hear him.
"When you arrived at the Ancestral Land, I felt your presence."
The reason that the Rule Soul Avatar could still find Darren while he was in his disguise was because they possessed the same soul.
"Okay. I'm now taking part in the examination for the Tussle Region. You should sign up quickly. It's safe for us to enter the Tussle Region together." Darren was filled with momentary excitement. He didn't know the progress of the Rule Soul Avatar. He only craved his protection.
"No, I can't. I have received the news that I will enter the Immortal Land soon," the Rule Soul Avatar said.
Generally speaking, the disciples in the square were too high up in the mortal worlds for them to be attracted to beauties. But the appearance of these girls was like a law that everyone could not resist.
"The Immortal Lord has been waiting for you. Please come with us!"
one of the girls ordered in a light voice.
"Okay, let's go." The Rule Soul Avatar was clearly not attracted to any of the girls. He looked indifferently at each one of them as he walked forward.
The girls looked at the Rule Soul Avatar in surprise and all showed an approving look.
"Please!"
The next moment, several beams of immortal light came down from the sky and lifted the figures of the beautiful girls and the Rule Soul Avatar. Then they moved faster and faster and gradually, they disappeared into the clouds.
At the top of the Ancestral Land hall, someone whispered in the darkness, "Two in one, a Defiant Master and a peerless rule cultivator. Will that day come soon?"
Meanwhile, Darren and his friends dropped in a long and dark passageway.
This passage was only large enough for a person to move forward at a time.
"Everyone, be careful. It's too quiet in here so that must mean there's a fierce beast or something powerful lurking ahead," Finley reminded.
"Finley, I'm so scared," little Aaron said with trembling voice, grasping onto Finley's cloth.
"Don't be afraid, Aaron. You are as strong as us. We need to work together to pass the test." Finley patted Aaron on the head.
"But... I'm still scared. Darren is not here. If he were here with us, I would not be afraid," Aaron said.
Darren, who was behind him, could not help but feel worried when he heard what Aaron had said.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here with you." Darren stepped forward and held Aaron's little hand.
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