Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 296 A Stone Tablet

"Die, you fucking beasts!" As soon as all thirty superior talents regained their strengths, they all immediately launched insane attacks at the three powerful double-headed monsters.

The monsters were left unable to fend off the superior talents’ attacks. In an instant, their skins were cut open and their flesh torn apart.

“Run!”

The three double-headed men started to retreat, desperately dashing away. However, as soon as they turned around, they were immediately blocked by several superior talents at the advanced stage of the Wonder Realm.

Within an hour, the three monsters had been completely beaten and were on the verge of death. But even so, the superior talents showed no mercy and continued to drag their limp and almost lifeless bodies on the ground.

Then Darren and Tom flew over—both were severely wounded and the blood had dyed their clothes red.

"Darren, Tom, what should we do with these beasts?" one of the superior talents asked.

All the superior talents were certainly very much in favor of killing the three monsters. However, in consideration to the fact that Darren and Tom saved their lives, they felt obligated to ask for the two's opinions before doing anything.

"You can treat them how they have treated you. I think it's within reason," Darren responded, staring icily at the limp bodies of the monsters.

"That's right. Killing them would be letting them off too easily. Take your revenge, buddies!” Tom shouted, pumping one fist into the air.

The thirty superior talents also raised their fists and cheered in response to Darren's and Tom's answers. They then proceeded to make the three double-headed monsters suffer, making them have a taste of their own medicine.

"You lowly human bastards! You will all pay for this someday! I will kill you all!" one of the double- headed monsters exclaimed, eyes bulging out in anger.

Unable to bear the pain any longer, each double-headed man slammed his own two heads together and exploded.

Seeing this, the fury in the hearts of the superior talents subsided and the air had become somewhat calm.

"We're all extremely humbled and grateful to you two for saving us,” one of the superior talents said. "Your great kindness has my eternal gratitude!"

"You have our eternal gratitude!"

the other superior talents echoed as they dropped on their knees and kowtowed before Darren and Tom.

"There's no need for that. We're all friends.” Tom lifted them up. "I wouldn't have been able to save you if Darren hadn't killed the double-headed monster that guarded the Seven-holy Fruit tree," he said.

"We are all very grateful, Darren. If you need our help in the future, just say the word and we will do everything for you. Even if you ask us to climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a sea of flames, we will do it for you without hesitation!" They then proceeded to kowtow and express their gratitude once again.

"Please get up, everyone. If you perform the formal etiquette one more time, I might just get angry.” Darren lifted all the superior talents up one by one.

The superior talents from the Skywalker Alliance approached Darren with their heads down. "A while back, we thought you were actually the evil cultivator. We tried to kill you without even trying to listen to your explanation. But even then, you still risked your life to save us. You never bore a grudge against us. And for that, we feel like we should be ashamed to show our faces. We hope you forgive us,” one of them said

Darren shook his head. "If I had been in your position, I would've also made the same mistake. Anyone would've made the same mistake. And if I bore a grudge against you because of that, I'm not a friend worth making, am 1?" A hint of a smile appeared on his lips.

"Unbelievable... You really are an outstanding young man with broad mind and a promising future!" All the other superior talents laughed lightly, an atmosphere of congeniality washing over them. Later on, after wiping out all the other weaker double-headed men, a few of the superior talents roamed around to catch some beasts to roast for their supper. They prepared and cooked its meat then shared it amongst themselves. They even shared some vintage wine that someone hid in his space treasures. Eating roasted meat and drinking vintage wine, everyone celebrated having survived a tremendous hardship.

The next day, they started to talk over the matter of looking for the Primitive Stones.

"The Primitive Stones are buried underneath those decrepit houses. As for who gets what, I suggest we divide the Primitive Stones we collected in half. Darren and Tom will divide on half between the two of them, and the other half gets divided among the rest of us. What do you think of it?" one of the superior talents proposed.

"No problem. I will even agree if we give all the Primitive Stones we can collect to Darren and Tom,” another superior talent echoed.

"I agree. We'd already be dead if it weren't for them,” other voices came.

Ordinary Primitive Stones had scant appeal for Darren. "I don't really need other kinds of Primitive Stones except for this one. I will be grateful if you can find this kind of Primitive Stone and give it to me as a present.”

Darren then showed the other superior talents his Primitive Stone that contained the Heavenly Repression Rule. This Primitive Stone was what Darren regarded as his most precious stone, but in the eyes of the superior talents, it only looked like some useless stone. They thought that even the grand warriors would not want it.

But since Darren made the request, the others agreed and promised to try their best to help him out.

Plan settled, the party of warriors with powerful cultivation base marched toward the run-down village in a mighty formation.

It was an ancient village filled with dilapidated houses, each adorned with numerous ornaments that none of them recognized. Fire had raged in the village, especially the houses, burning down countless objects into ashes.

They split up individually and walked around the village. A few moments later, a shout came from one of the superior talents. "Look at this skeleton over here! The bones are made of pale gold!" All of them rushed over to observe the skeleton.

"This man must have been very powerful when he was alive! Even though he probably died a long time ago, I can still sense an overbearing aura from this skeleton.”

As Darren slowly approached the skeleton, he started to have the same feeling. He glanced around and found a rusty hoe beside the skeleton.

"Was this man a farmer when he was alive?” Darren muttered involuntarily.

"What? That can't be true. I think this person had even surpassed the Grand Realm when he was alive,” one of the superior talents said, not believing what Darren mentioned.

"Well, our history is vast. Maybe humans were born powerful back then.”

"That's right. We don't really know much about our ancestors and the land they lived in."

Everyone joined in on the conversation, talking about both the past and the future of this world. After a long rest, everybody once again began their search for the Primitive Stones.

"Hey, there's a stone tablet over there,” someone pointed out.

All of them flew over to the place where the stone tablet was located. It was covered in ancient handwriting that had blurred with the erosion of time.

"There's a bloodstain on it!"

Everyone then started fussing over the tablet. As Darren gazed at it, he suddenly remembered that such a kind of stone tablet was mentioned in the notebook that Mathew gave him. Hanson had recorded this tablet in his note.

Taking out his note, Darren found the relevant information written about the stone tablet. It read that the superior talents need to give a drop of their blood essence onto the stone tablet in order to hunt for treasures and Primitive Stones.

Darren dripped a drop of his blood essence onto the stone tablet as instructed in the note.

"What are you doing, Darren?"

A puff of bleak and ancient aura immediately greeted Darren. It was the kind of aura that was more ancient than the aura in the Ancient Void Battlefield or the aura of the dark domain that he had encountered.

"Drip your blood essence onto it to search for treasures,” Darren nonchalantly said.

Everyone raised their eyebrows in confusion, but did what Darren said. A shadow materialized out of the stone tablet after all of them dripped their blood essence onto it.

A few moments later, they saw a shadow of a wrinkled old man standing in front of them. His clothes were made of linen studded with a few patches of animal skin and he carried a hoe in his hand. Judging from his appearance, he was indeed a farmer.

"This is..."

Everybody felt a sense of rustic aura from the old man standing in front of them. There wasn't any breath of a martial artist on him.

"Welcome everyone. I am the village head. You may call me Village Head Fris.

You have all passed the blood lineage authentication. Please prepare to enter the grave. The treasures that you will be able to get depend on your destiny and ability.”

The superior talents were surprised to learn that the old man spoke the same language as them. The old man chuckled. "I learned the language from those guys who had come here earlier than you, so of course you understand me," he said with a relaxed smile.

Everyone was surprised by his words—he was apparently able to read their thoughts.