Crimson hues painted the sky as Iris Darren marked out an enormous territory.
This region held the densest population of martial artists.
He'd spent multiple days setting up formations throughout the zone.
These formations were elite thods from the Immortal Slaying Sect. They could drain people's divine sense!
Years ago, the Immortal Slaying Sect had used such thods to thrive and rise as the world's top sect!
Now, Iris Darren intended to employ this ancient thod once more to steal people's divine senses for himself!
A massive empty field lay near the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
This field, known as the Martial Arts Hall, had once served as a battleground for martial artists worldwide to clash.
Following Ms. Zackary's passing, it sat deserted with no one using it for ages.
Today, Iris Darren positioned himself by the Martial Arts Hall, planning to resurrect this place.
He looked at Garcia Coleman standing nearby and spoke coolly, "I need you to send out an announcent calling all world martial artists to gather here."
Garcia's brows creased slightly, and he asked icily, "You're giving orders?"
Iris Darren's eyes glowed with dark red light!
He brutally seized Garcia's neck and hoisted him skyward.
"You can see it that way," Iris Darren stated coldly.
The two Martial Saints flanking Garcia rushed forward to strike.
But then, two white bones cut off their path!
"If you value your lives, back off," Iris Darren said frigidly.
Both Martial Saints' faces shifted instantly, and they couldn't help stepping back.
Iris Darren then dropped Garcia and said with his hands behind his back, "Go, follow my orders."
Garcia clenched his teeth. Iris Darren's behavior had beco more brazen, and Garcia could no longer match him as an equal.
This brought Star's warning flooding back to Garcia.
"May I ask what you're scheming?" Garcia questioned with grave concern.
Iris Darren replied coolly, "You lack the standing to know."
Garcia's eyes narrowed sharply!
Though he felt rage building, he controlled himself, rembering the white bones flanking Iris Darren.
Garcia then spun around and departed, reluctantly sending the invitation Iris Darren demanded.
Once the invitation spread, countless martial artists caught wind of it.
The event was set for three days out. While the announcent didn't reveal the goal, Garcia made sure to stress how crucial this eting was.
Many martial artists, hearing this, chose to join.
Sitting in a hotel, I naturally spotted this news.
"A eting at the Martial Arts Hall? Global martial artists?" My brows knitted slightly.
I rubbed my chin and mumbled, "What's Garcia Coleman cooking up now?"
Watching the chatter on the Martial Arts Forum, my brows drew tighter.
My gut warned this event might not be straightforward.
"To stay safe, I'd better ta the abyss creature within these three days," I thought.
During this period, my divine sense had surged rapidly, and I now possessed the ability to speak with the creature.
So, wasting no ti, I stepped into the Spatial Magic Artifact and headed straight for the abyss bottom.
That strand of light stayed still, showing zero response to my appearance.
I played with the spiritual stone in my palm and hurled it at the light strand.
The instant the spiritual stone touched it, it disappeared completely.
Seeing this speed left even stunned.
"Let's cut a deal," I said with a smile, standing beside the light.
"Buzz off! I won't buy your lies!" the light snapped imdiately.
I chuckled awkwardly, "Why so hasty? I haven't even spoken yet."
"Screw off! Think I'll get tricked again?" the voice shot back furiously.
I stroked my chin and said, "This ti I an it. I've got a bad vibe, and I might need your help."
"Not my problem," the light brushed off the idea instantly.
I rolled my eyes and said, "How about this? I'll hand over a thousand spiritual stones and accept your terms. Sound good?"
Hearing this, the light finally stirred.
"You're not lying?" it asked in a low voice.
I nodded and said, "But I've got one requirent."
With that, I stretched out my hand and ford a halo in my palm.
This halo ca from a thread of my divine sense, using the inherited thods my father left to craft a divine sense binding technique.
"This is the silver hoop charm. If you'll wear it, I'll consider your proposal," I said.
"Silver hoop charm?" The light grew annoyed right away.
"You don't trust ?"
I grinned and said, "Trust you? I'd have to be crazy."
"I don't want that thing on ," the light complained.
Though it said this, the light was actually thrilled inside!
Silver hoop charm? What garbage is that? How could such junk hold back?
Once I break free from this abyss and get inside your body, I can shred that charm with one swipe!
Then, I won't just consu your divine sense but take over your body too!
I had no clue about the light's scheming and coaxed, "At least let protect myself. What if your crappy divine sense hurts once it's in my body?"
The light acted reluctant and said, "Fine, for my freedom, I'll do it."
"That's better," I muttered.
I grabbed the silver hoop charm and approached the light strand.
Soon, I secured the charm onto the light's divine sense.
The mont the charm locked on, it released a series of weird light flashes.
These flashes ca and went quickly, vanishing into the light.
"This is the silver hoop charm? And it's ant to hold ?" The light couldn't help sneering inside.
"As soon as you free from the abyss, I swear I'll devour you until nothing remains!"
Though it thought this, the light just scoffed, "So irritating to finally get a shot at escaping the abyss, only to wear so silver hoop charm!"
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