Talented Martial Hero

Things had changed.

Darren had thought the Twelve Great Witchers were here with the intent to save the Rule Soul Avatar.

Upon realizing what the hints from the Rule Soul Avatar meant, Darren decided to follow his gut and believe in the judgment of the Rule Soul Avatar. He was told not to trust the Twelve Great Witchers. On the surface, he knew he had to conceal his suspicion considering they had Elsa, Josie, and Jenifer in their clutches.

Then, what was the real goal of the Twelve Great Witchers?

Darren decided not to think about it for the time being. He just needed to buy time and wait for the Rule Soul Avatar to tell him the answer when the time came.

"Darren, have you got any responses?" one of the Great Witchers asked.

Darren shook his head with a sad expression.

"My avatar has disappeared. I can't get in contact with him at all.”

"Alas, there must be some miscommunication.”

"Sir, please give me more time. I must set out and find him," said Darren.

"Your avatar hasn't reached out to you on his own volition, so it's useless to even try looking for him. Let's be patient. We'll increase the seal so as to postpone the breakthrough of your cultivation level.”

"Yes, sir."

Once again, the Twelve Great Witchers used their Witcher Power to forcefully suppress Darren's cultivation base.

“They said that they could only seal my realm for one year at most. Now they're saying they can keep it for longer. This is surely a trap.’ Deep down, Darren was sneering at them.

They patiently waited for two weeks, but there was still no news.

"By the way sir, the last time I returned to this cave, I found a strange item underground. It seemed to be an Archean relic, but something was amiss about it. There was strange black mist encasing it." Darren thought for a long time. He felt that if he revealed this information, the Twelve Great Witchers might be interested.

"How did it look like? Could you show us?"

"Okay."

Darren nodded. His god's sense surged, releasing a stream of god's power to imitate the image of the sphere.

"Ah!"

When the Twelve Great Witchers saw this sphere, they couldn't help but gasp and shout in shock. "This is... the Archean Witcher?"

"I can't believe it has been buried in the abyss.”

"What should we do?"

The Twelve Great Witchers could no longer keep their cool. They got very frantic and excited at the sight.

"Sir, what is the Archean Witcher?" Darren asked curiously. Was there witchcraft as early as in the Archean Age?

Was that sphere a relic or a corpse of a witcher?

"It's difficult to explain, so we'll save it for another time. Darren, we need to go there right now. Please lead the way, okay? If we get what's inside that sphere, it will be of great help to the human race," said the leading Great Witcher eagerly.

"Okay, sir. As long as this will be beneficial to the human race, I will do my utmost best to help you.” Darren seriously doubted the Twelve Great Witchers were on the same side with, or even cared for the human race but the black sphere was the best way to buy him some time.

Perhaps through the interference of the black sphere, the Rule Soul Avatar could finally communicate with him.

Darren led the Twelve Great Witchers and they rushed towards the black sphere.

When they reached the underground space, where Darren last saw the black sphere, they found that nothing was there.

"Darren, are you sure you saw it here?" the leading Great Witcher asked.

"Of course, if I didn't see it right here, how could I have imitated its appearance?" explained Darren. Obviously, what Darren said made perfect sense. If the Twelve Great Witchers hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even they wouldn't have an idea of what the sphere looked like. They were only able to recognize it from a trace of aura that they caught in Darren's imitation.

"Let's split up and search on our own to save time."

"Okay."

The leading Great Witcher ordered the other Great Witchers to disperse and search all over the area individually.

"Darren, this search may leave you vulnerable, so just follow me."

"Yes, sir. Thank you ever so much for taking care of me." Darren sneered in his heart, "You're just keeping me in your clutches. You're afraid I'll run away."

Darren followed the leading Great Witcher into the depths of the underground. They followed the path for a long time, but they couldn't find any trace of the black sphere.

"Here I am, my real body."

Suddenly, the voice of the Rule Soul Avatar rang through Darren's mind.

"You've finally shown up! I know you have been trying to avoid the Twelve Great Witchers, so I've been buying time on purpose. What's going on exactly? Why did the Twelve Great Witchers come here?" Darren asked through his spiritual sense.

"Their Spirit Power was too strong when the twelve of them were together, so I didn't dare to speak to you through my spiritual sense. I can only talk to you right now for a short time, so I'll keep it short.

It's true that they came here to kill you, and it's also true that they want to take me away,” the Rule Soul Avatar replied.

"What? Is that why you hid away and refused to go with them? Rule Soul Avatar, my death seems to be destined by now, but you can make it out of this alive. This is the best ending for both of us,” said Darren.

"No, it's not that they want to keep me alive. They just want to take me back. I have no idea what they'll do once they have me back with them. Besides, they might not be right to have calculated the high probability of your death during the tribulation. The future isn't set in stone. Even more so, the future they see is very vague. Don't be quick to believe them. I hope you and I fight through this,” said the Rule Soul Avatar earnestly.

Darren kept silent for a while before he said in surprise, "You mean that they indeed have seen the future, but this future may be uncertain?"

"Yes, the most powerful witcher seems to have stepped into the River of Destiny and can see the future in case of a certain branch. However, there would be millions or even billions of paths to get to the real future. The results would not necessarily be the same. It's a very complicated matter. Even I haven't reached that level yet," replied the Rule Soul Avatar.

"Well, no need to explain. I get what you mean. But the problem stands. I don't think we can defeat the Twelve Great Witchers." What worried Darren was that the Witcher Power of the Twelve Great Witchers was enough to suppress him and the Rule Soul Avatar.

"It doesn't matter. One hundred thousand kilometers underground on the southeast side is where the relic lies. This is our ticket out of this situation. You can go in with them first."

"Okay, I understand,” replied Darren.

"I'll show up at the moment you need me most. There is nothing else for me to say for now." Darren replied with silence.

"Sir, I sense something unusual over there.” Darren pointed at the direction the Rule Soul Avatar mentioned.

"It seems that the Archean Witcher has intentionally shielded our exploration. Go in and try to sense it. Go and have a look around.”

The leading Great Witcher and Darren flew towards that direction. Not long after, they found a huge and spinning black sphere.

The leading witcher was dumbstruck at the sight at first. Afterwards, he made a strange gesture with his hands and chanted something.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The other eleven witchers suddenly appeared around him.

"Yes, that's it."

"The source of witchcraft, the Witcher Power from the Archean Age, it really exists!"

"The records are true, after all."

The Twelve Great Witchers looked very calm, but Darren could feel the sheer excitement they were trying to conceal.

"Do we need to go in right now?" a Great Witcher asked the leader.

The leading Great Witcher was silent for a while. He was pondering the thought. 'If we go in right now, should we bring Darren with us or not? If we don't go in until our plan is fulfilled, will any changes take place, such as the relic disappearing?

After some careful thought, the leading Great Witcher couldn't resist the great temptation of the relic, and decided to bring Darren with them to enter the sphere.