Chapter 296 A Stone Tablet (2/2)

”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

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.