Chapter 272 Hidden Dangers (1/2)
The Raksa Sea was a relic of an ancient time. If one wished to go there, aside from having great strength, he would also need seven grand warriors' blood essence. The blood essence was crucial to the activation of the altar that transferred the people to the Raksa Sea. Apart from that, entering of the Raksa Sea had an age-restriction and only those who were under the age of thirty were allowed to enter. For that reason, grand warriors often employed the help of superior talents.
Like Chad had mentioned, the Raksa Sea did not only hold Primitive Stones, it also held a great abundance of other treasures. Every superior talent aspired to be able to go there someday—and that day was now.
Over seventy of the current superior talents from the Earth Chart of the Talent Roll were summoned by the grand warriors to enter the Raksa Sea.
Seven grand warriors stood in front of the black altar, their long robes fluttering in the howling wind. The superior talents that were standing behind them felt incredibly intimidated by the domineering aura that they were emitting.
”May I have everyone's attention, please. When a crack opens from the altar, you are to immediately enter it. Do not waste any second. Do you understand?” one of the grand warriors told them, his booming voice reverberating in the air.
”Yes, sir!” the superior talents responded in unison.
All the superior talents then fixed their eyes on the altar, holding their breath as they waited for the crack to open. The altar would only be open for a very short amount of time, so they had to dash towards it with their full speed once the crack appeared.
At that moment, the seven grand warriors' strengths had reached the top level, so they then began transferring their power. Soon, the blood essence spilled out from their chests and flowed towards the altar.
Everyone's attention was focused on the altar, and thus no one noticed the several gloomy shadows that were floating in the air, intently watching the scene.
”Distinguished Grand Blood Refiner, look at that lad. He's the one who came out of the Ancient Void Battlefield. I suspect that he still has Primitive Stones,” a figure from the shadows said. He had been following Darren for several days.
”Is it because you want to wait for him to collect more Primitive Stones from the Raksa Sea and take all those treasures once you've killed him?”
The four shadows floating in the air turned their heads to look at the direction of a man. He was dressed in black shirt and wore a bamboo hat.
That man took off his hat, revealing his frightening face. Half of it was exposed skull and the other half was rotting flesh.
”No. This time, I will go to the Raksa Sea myself,” the man replied in a rough harsh voice. Aside from his unfavorable appearance, he was also wafting with a horrible stench. If someone were to come close to the man,