Nobilis of War

Chapter 1492 Locating The Entrance To The Abyss

Now that they had decided to enter the abyss, all that was left was to locate the entrance.

Since Alfredo was the one to create the entrance to the abyss, only the senior members of the Chu

Clan knew where it was. Even those from the Ancestral Land had no idea where it was.

"Darren, I'll send you the whereabouts of the entrance to the Gottron Abyss."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Yolanda."

Receiving her message, Darren was surprised.

Who would have thought that was where the entrance was?

Now that he knew its location, he could relax and spend more time with his family and friends before

setting off.

Activating his spiritual sense, Darren, with his companions, returned to his small world.

After some drinks and chatting with the others, Darren and Elsa sat quietly by the river.

"I know you are leaving again."

Elsa was depressed, even as she lay in Darren's arms.

Darren took a deep breath, feeling uneasy. He had promised her they'd stay together no matter what,

but he wasn't sure if he could keep his promise.

How could he explain it to Elsa?

"Darren, you know I'm not afraid of danger. Can't you take me with you?" Tears welled up in Elsa's

eyes. She couldn't bear being separated from him. She wouldn't mind risking her life just to be with

Darren.

Darren's heart sank. Even though they'd been a couple for years now, they seldom spent time together.

He felt he owed her a lot.

"All right."

Elsa was sure that he would try to dissuade her. She hadn't expected him to agree so readily.

"I haven't done well by you. I don't want to be apart from you this time either. But I need you to promise

that if we're ever in danger, you'll leave me to deal with it. You must stay safe."

"Okay, as long as I can be with you." Elsa nodded, tears falling down her face.

Darren held her close and kissed her on the forehead.

After several months in Darren's small world, he asked Jenifer and Elsa to stay while the rest all came

out.

"Darren, are you really abandoning me?" Weber had enjoyed his comfortable life in the small world. But

now Darren was going to the abyss, and he wasn't taking him along, no matter how much he begged.

"It's too dangerous. You should stay here and cultivate."

"I don't fear death," Weber said, trying to sound brave, but it was all an act.

"Cut the crap. This is an order," Darren said grimly.

"Alas." Weber sighed and continued, "Darren, you must come back alive. Don't die out there."

"Fuck off!" Darren yelled with a laugh. What Weber said was ominous.

Weber's neck shrank, and he hurried away. "Darren, I'm serious. Be careful."

"I will come back alive. No need to worry," Darren told him solemnly. Weber's eyes were prickling with

unshed tears. He looked away so the rest wouldn't notice.

Once everything was settled, Darren bid the others farewell and took off with the Rule Soul Avatar.

Only the two of them and Yolanda knew where to.

At the Ancestral Land of humans, a black-robed cultivator stood at the entrance to the golden hall.

The hall itself was a million feet high off the ground.

"Ancestor, Darren has reached the top level of the Celestial God Realm."

"I'm aware."

"What should we do now?" the black-robed cultivator asked.

Were they to imprison Darren or leave him to continue cultivation?

"It's not yet time for us to take the next step."

"Yes, sir." The black-robed man withdrew respectfully.

The ancestor wasn't the only person in the dark room, however.

"How long do you think it will take for Darren to reach the Superior God Realm?" the other man asked

in an indifferent tone.

"Not long," the ancestor replied.

"Then why won't you do something? Once the fact that I'm alive comes out, I will definitely be killed."

The other man pouted unhappily.

"We are hiding in the chaos. Even if the thunder punishment for Conflicting Cultivation and Defiant

Masters both descend, it won't be easy for the chief gods and the powerful warriors of other races to

sense our hiding place. There might still be a turning point for us. Be optimistic," the ancestor

continued.

"Well, it's not as if Darren can compare to me. There's no need to take a risk for him," the other man

said with a snort.

"You are too proud. Braxton and Alfredo were both much calmer and wiser than you. Keep that in

mind." Despite his crude words, the ancestor remained calm. But dissatisfaction was evident in his

tone.

The other man was silent for a moment.

"I'm not doing this for myself. You should know that."

"I know how you feel, but don't be rash. Darren has great potential. If there's a way to save him, you

need to do your best. After all, a supreme god alone can't beat a chief god. Do you understand?"

The man sneered in response to that. "You have the final say in the matters of humans, but I don't have This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

faith in that guy.

That's all I will say."

With a flash of black light, the man disappeared.

"Alas."

The ancestor let out a long sigh. "Heath, you still haven't matured enough."

Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar flew all the way to the north part of the Chaotic Region to a place

called the Depression Hill.

"My real body, do you know the exact location of the entrance?" the Rule Soul Avatar asked through his

spiritual sense.

"Aunt Yolanda only told me that it was in the cemetery but didn't tell me which tomb it was in. She

herself didn't know. She guessed it might be in Supreme God Braxton's tomb."

Alfredo had set the entrance in the cemetery of the supreme gods.

That was why they were heading there now.

While that was where human supreme gods were buried, it was also where the vast majority of human

elites would go to guard the tombs.

Excitement had overwhelmed Darren when he heard that the entrance was in the cemetery. It was

where all human supreme gods were buried.

Not only that, the supreme gods' tombs in this cemetery were different from Supreme God Sheffield's

tomb, which Darren had visited before. There were only a few drops of Supreme God Sheffield's blood

essence in his tomb.

The supreme gods' cemetery was going to be even more impressive.

The Rule Soul Avatar started secretly deducing the information he had. The era Alfredo lived in was

close to Braxton's. In fact, they had overlapped. That meant most likely Alfredo had set the entrance to

the abyss in Braxton's tomb.

Besides, Supreme God Braxton had died a mere hundred thousand years before Alfredo.

Anyway, Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar had to go to the cemetery first.

Not all human warriors could go to the cemetery to guard the tombs. Only those who reached the

Deputy God Realm could. Only those who reached the upper-level of the Deputy God Realm or above

would be forcibly sent to guard the tombs.

Darren vaguely remembered that the human ancestor had sent Morton, the man who had vowed to kill

him, to guard the tomb as punishment.

Ignoring that, Darren couldn't help his excitement all the way there. He was eager to see what the

cemetery was like.

How powerful were the human deputy gods that guarded the tombs there?

After transferring within a few transmission arrays, Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar arrived at the

Depression Hill.

It was a desolate place, made worse by the cold winds blowing every which way.

There were rare sights of people, all dressed in black robes. He couldn't see their faces.

However, the faint aura they exuded surprised both Darren and the Rule Soul Avatar.