Chapter 591 Badlands (2/2)

”Yes, sir!”

Ten golden-armored law enforcers' eyes lit up at the same time, and they rushed after Darren.

Clang!

A long spear flashed in front of Darren, and he stopped in his tracks.

Darren's back broke into a cold sweat. The aura attached to the spear was too strong to resist.

His stunned face was apparent, and two golden-armored law enforcers saw an opportunity. By the time Darren decided to move, the law enforcers had twisted his arm behind his back.

Darren, marched by the golden-armored law enforcers, could not resist at all.

He was easily suppressed by the inferior holy warriors.

Darren was marched all the way to a place fu

p by people from other forces. Donald had to do something to protect them.

The door had already been closed from where Darren was thrown into the clouds. He remained in daze for a while and still wondered why Donald was forcing him to go through such tribulations. When Darren recovered, he stood up and scanned the area, only to have his forehead creased. Was he in a wilderness?

This cloud was actually like a transmission array, but the transmission location was very special. This vast territory was actually a huge prison.

This place was especially used to imprison evil men. After thousands of years, no less than ten million of them were confined here. After generations, it became a small world.

The current world in front of Darren had the presence of both vicious and honest men equally.

Darren's mouth twisted, and a frown found its way to his face. Why was Lord Donald so apt in sending him to this godforsaken place without thinking twice?

What kind of punishment was it?

Just as Darren was about to give up his last straw of hope, something caught his eyes. He squinted his eyes to scan it for a while. When the realization dawned on him, his mouth fell open. ”What is this? An extraordinary magic herb?”

Right before him, he could see wild ginseng with an abundant spiritual energy that waved back and forth because of wind.

”It must have lived for at least fifty thousand years!” Darren picked the ginseng and found that the spiritual energy it contained was ten times more than that of an ordinary magic herb.

'Unfortunately, it's useless for me to absorb its energy.' His face contorted at the thought. Darren put it away. Perhaps, it could become an exciting gift for someone.

He took a few steps ahead only to halt suddenly. Darren took a step back, and his hand made its way toward his wide-open mouth. Apparently, ginseng was nothing compared to what was before his eyes.