"Ha-ha! The Runic Bone is mine!"
A man with a strong aura took the bone into his hands.
The others looked at him with envy.
"Senior brother, you are so lucky to get it."
"Yes, he's right. It seems that our efforts were not in vain. The Runic Bone is very precious. With this bone, senior brother, you will be able to trigger the fourth tribulation!"
The man put away the bone with a smile.
"I'll take this Runic Bone. But I promise that I'll give such a treasure to you if I find any of them again," the man said, pretending to be generous.
"Thank you, senior brother."
"Thank you."
Although everyone thanked him respectfully, they were secretly cursing him in their hearts. How would they ever come across a second Runic Bone? It was such a rare and precious thing!
"Hey, guys, this treasure beast was killed by that man over there. I think that maybe he deserves to get the Runic Bone,"
the young man stumbled out and said to the group of men as he pointed at Darren.
"Brat, where are you from?" the group of people sneered and asked.
"I'm Neal Du from Mega City," the young man replied.
"Are you from the Du Clan?" The man in the lead frowned. The young man's surname was Du and he was from Mega City. These two points implied that he had something to do with the Governor of Mega City.
"What is the relationship between you and Governor Du?"
"He is my uncle," Neal replied matter-of-factly.
The faces of these people changed slightly. 'This brat really has something to do with the Governor of Mega City, ' they thought. The Governor of Mega City was a half-step emperor at the top level. Everyone in other cities respected him.
"I see... So you are a direct descendant of the Du Clan."
"Gentlemen, that young man over there saved my life just now. Please give the Runic Bone back to him for my sake," Neal said as he clasped his hands together.
"Ha-ha!"
The young man who took the lead of the group sneered. "You were in danger just a while ago. We risked our lives to save you. I think it's only fair and logical that the bone now belongs to us. How can we give it to other people? I'm sorry. We can't agree to your silly request."
"You...!" Neal flashed a fierce look, but then quickly concealed it. "When did you save me? From what I saw, you wanted to forcibly claim the Runic Bone!"
The young man raised his hand and slapped Neal without hesitation.
Bang!
"I'd back off if I were you! If you really insist on taking away my Runic Bone, I won't think twice about sending you straight to hell! Back off, you brat!" the man threatened as he glowered fiercely.
At that time, Darren flew over silently, Chaz following closely behind him.
"Hey, man, since you've already successfully robbed something that isn't yours, there's no need to beat the young man, is there?" Darren said coldly, standing in front of the leader of the group.
Everyone's spiritual sense swept over Darren and found that he was only a junior holy warrior. There was no sign in his body showing that he was a tribulation warrior.
In the world of the eighteen cities, all the people who did not enter the Holy Realm by surviving the tribulations were basically considered as rubbish. In their eyes, Darren was practically good for nothing.
But once they detected Chaz's body with their spiritual sense, they became tense. There was a powerful man who was actually a four-tribulation junior holy warrior right in front of them.
Yet, the strongest among the group of men was the one who had taken the Runic Bone, and he was only a three-tribulation junior holy warrior.
"Brat, don't think you can be arrogant in front of me just because you have the guard of a four-tribulation junior holy warrior," the man who got the bone said ruthlessly.
"I advise you to get out of here now, or I will kill you no matter how the four-tribulation junior holy warrior tries to protect you!"
He was confident that as a three-tribulation junior holy warrior at the top level, he could easily kill an ordinary junior holy warrior. Even the master beside him wouldn't be enough to stop his attack.
Moreover, he had four three-tribulation junior holy warriors at the top level by his side!
"Let's wait and see. Death awaits you all at the Thundering Beast Land!"
the leader of the Blue Cloud City group threatened as he and his men disappeared.
The disciples of Holy City didn't go after them. After all, their opponents were not weak. It was a smarter move to just let them go.
"Neal, why are you here in such a dangerous place?"
"Alas! It's all my fault. I invited my friends to the Thundering Beast Land for treasure-hunting, but they all died in such a dangerous area." Tears welled up in the boy's eyes.
"You are too impulsive. Fortunately, you are still alive. Don't run around now. Come back with us in a few days."
"Yes." The young man nodded with tears. Then he walked over to Darren. "Sir, thank you very much for saving my life," he said with sincerity.
"Don't mention it," Darren said indifferently.
The disciples of Holy City turned around and looked at Darren. After some simple detection, they felt a little bit disdainful for the fact that Darren had reached such a low level.
"You are just an ordinary junior holy warrior. How can you kill a treasure beast? The man beside you did it, right?" one of the disciples from Holy City said.
"It doesn't matter who did it. The important thing here is that this young man survived; don't you think so?" Darren said dryly.
"You want to know what I think? I think you're too rude!" the disciple of Holy City said coldly.
"Huh." Darren shot him a contemptuous glance as if he was an idiot. "You know exactly who is truly rude," he said.
"Humph! You want to die?!" The disciple was furious and was about to make a move.
"No! Just let him go!" Arvin Jiang pressed the angry disciple's shoulder. "We still have to look for that guy. There's no time to waste. Let them go."
He gave Darren a cold look and said nothing more.
"Hey, where on earth is that good-for-nothing brat named Darren? I'm afraid it's impossible for us to find him in this area," someone sighed.
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