Darren looked toward the direction Lindsay was pointing at.
He saw Field and many other warriors lingering about, their faces serious.
"It's lucky that they are not from the Lu Clan. Otherwise, we might find ourselves in trouble again," Lindsay said, her voice low.
"It's not really like that," Darren said. He used his god's sense to study the people who were around Field. He found that they possessed god's power. Theirs were very different from Field's, but similar to that of the captain of the Lu Clan.
"Let's turn back. We don't need to get into a fight with them." Darren chose to retreat.
Just as Darren and the others were about to go into hiding, Field suddenly turned toward their direction and looked at them.
Even from a distance, Darren could see him smirking.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind flew past the group. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them.
"I get to know your name. Your name is Darren Chu." It was Field who spoke.
"Why are you here?" Darren asked coldly.
"Oh, come on. Don't worry, I am not running after you. You are not a beautiful girl. I just came here to sign up for the hunting game. Enjoy yourself! I hope to see you at the hunting game if luck allows it." With an evil smile, Field turned around and headed straight toward the registration office.
A group of people suddenly flew over and surrounded Darren and his companions.
"Hey, are you the one who injured our young master?"
"Son, you must have a death wish. You have just made our seventh young master so miserable. Maybe it's time somebody taught you a lesson."
Darren rolled his eyes, visibly annoyed.
"Come on!" Darren gave a snort of contempt. Then, he activated his sword intent.
"I would like to see who dared to hurt my grandson."
An old man suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, his voice rising above the din.
"Darren, this old man is at the Celestial God Realm." Lindsay and Finley looked at him worriedly.
"Don't panic!" Darren said calmly.
"How do you want to die?" The old man stared at Darren. His eyes looked like poisonous twin snakes creeping up on their prey.
"You have to be capable of killing me first," Darren said coldly. He used his spiritual sense to talk to Lindsay. "Lindsay, I need a diversion. Jeremy will need to distract the old man, so I can beat him."
"It will be impossible for you to win," Lindsay said, shaking her head.
Jeremy's real strength was not very powerful. He was very fast and very cunning, but he was not very strong. He could only create some sort of a distraction. Darren was only a low-level cultivator of the Star God Realm. His level was far lower than the Celestial God Realm. If the old man made up his mind to kill him, Darren would be unable to escape.
"Well, we have to give this our best shot." Darren and his companions had no other choice.
"Well... I guess this is my cue to call Jeremy."
"Alright, then," Darren nodded.
"What an arrogant boy! Do you know what the Celestial God Realm is? How dare you speak in such an insolent manner?" the elder of the Lu Clan shouted, his face red with fury.
"Oh, just shut up and kill me!" Darren roared.
"Ha! You brat! You're going to wish you were never born!"
The old man raised his hands and gave the air in front of him a slight push. A tremendous force came rushing toward Darren.
Under the enormous pressure, Darren's bones began to crack. The force of the Celestial God Realm was indeed extraordinary.
However, Darren couldn't care less.
He activated his black god's power to resist the immense force bearing down on him.
Bang!
The square shook. The black god's power collided with the old man's great force, causing a space wave to appear. Many of the Star God Realm cultivators who were standing around were blown away by the wave.
Darren was thrown by the impact, his bones almost shattering into a thousand tiny pieces. He groaned as his back smacked solid cement.
The old man was too strong!
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