Even though Darren had to leave his group, he didn't stray far from his team.
After landing on a deserted island, Darren studied his surroundings. He couldn't seem to allay the sense of foreboding coursing through him.
To his surprise, the real evil cultivator was not Lenny. That meant that the evil cultivator was still among the superior talents. This put them in potential danger of death at any time.
Darren would not bother himself as much had they been chance acquaintances. However, Darren had a good relationship with Tom. From Tom's agonized expression when he thought that Darren had been killed and possessed by the evil cultivator, Darren could tell that Tom considered him to be a true friend.
As for the other talents, they had treated Darren well. Now that they were in danger, he could not sit back and do nothing.
"Since the evil cultivator is hiding among them, they are in grave danger," Darren muttered. But he couldn't figure out which of the talents had been possessed by the evil cultivator, nor could he understand the evil cultivator's purpose. 'Does he kill people only for cultivation?
If he wants to kill people for cultivation, there are countless strong cultivators in the outside world. So why is he trying so hard to enter the Raksa Sea? The only reasonable explanation is that the evil cultivator came here for treasures or Primitive Stones, ' Darren analyzed the possibilities and concluded that the evil cultivator wanted to use the superior talents to hunt for treasures.
'There is a possibility that the evil cultivator will not kill the other superior talents before he gets the treasures he wants. They might remain safe until they discover his true identity, ' Darren surmised.
At this thought, Darren felt relieved. He decided to focus on his initial objective—to find the Primitive Stones that he needed.
"Water Kylin, where are you?" Darren's voice echoed throughout the entire Ancient Void Battlefield.
"Ouch! Help me, master! Finley is going to roast and eat me," Water Kylin wept.
"Did you offend him again?" Darren asked with a shake of his head and a wry smile.
"I didn't offend him at all. He is insane! Save me, master," Water Kylin whined. The creature looked like a pathetic dog that had been beaten up.
"Come out now. I have some business to discuss with you," Darren urged with his spiritual sense as he teleported Water Kylin out of the Ancient Void Battlefield.
Since opening the Ancient Void Battlefield would consume a lot of controlling force, Darren chose to only teleport the creature out of the battlefield. Since the Water Kylin originally belonged to the outside world, he could teleport him at any time.
"Fuck you! You are a dead dog. I will cut you into pieces when you return to the Ancient Void Battlefield!" Finley shouted in fury when he saw Water Kylin disappear. He was so furious that his roar shook the whole space of the Ancient Void Battlefield.
"Little bastard. It was me who broke your spatial magic weapon. Bite me if you can. Come on, ha-ha-ha," Water Kylin sneered at Finley as he left the Ancient Void Battlefield. Darren rolled his eyes when he heard the two quarrel.
"Master, what do you want from me? I am not exaggerating, but another minute in the Ancient Void Battlefield and I would have killed Finley," Water Kylin hummed.
"Enough of your rubbish. I know you have knelt a hundred times before Finley. Tell me. Do you know where I can find this sort of stone on this island? Are you familiar with it?" Darren asked as he fished out a Primitive Stone.
"The whole Raksa Sea is my territory. You can have any treasure you like. Why do you want this kind of stone?" Water Kylin coughed awkwardly as he replied.
"Eh? Are you still talking nonsense? Answer my question." Darren glared at the beast.
"Well, this is..." Water Kylin paused for a while before continuing, "I didn't collect them, but I have seen several such stones."
"Where are they? Take me there!" Darren's voice was full of joy.
Darren had come to the Raksa Sea mainly to collect the Primitive Stones as they would help him break through to the Wonder Realm. A radiant smile lit up his face when he heard that Water Kylin knew the location of Primitive Stones.
"We can't go there, master. It's not worth adventuring there for some fucking stones," Water Kylin said. Fear reflected in his expression.
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