Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 911

These disciples were sent by Holy City to search for Darren. What they didn't realize was that Darren was standing right in front of them.

"Arvin, what does that guy even look like? Let me see the portrait the elder sent us," one disciple said.

"Don't bother, we're not going to find him anyway. A weak guy like him must've been dead since entering the Thundering Beast Land. Let's just have our fun here and go back to the city after a few days," said Arvin.

"You're right, at least they'll think we tried searching," replied the disciple.

Darren realized the "weak guy" they were talking about was him.

He wasn't very happy with their opinions. You could hear their contempt in the way they spoke of him.

'I won't tell them it's me. Let's see what else these guys have to say!' Darren said to himself. Darren didn't enjoy hearing the insults, but if he revealed his identity, they'd just bring him to Holy City and ask for a reward. He decided they didn't deserve that.

"Chaz, go ask them how to get back to the eighteen cities. We'll look for the Holy City on our own," Darren said to Chaz through spiritual sense.

"Got it!" said Chaz.

When Chaz stepped forward, the disciples shivered in fear. They were already intimidated, even though Chaz hadn't spoken a word yet.

"Hey, which way to the eighteen cities?" Chaz's tone was cold and arrogant.

The disciples couldn't blame Chaz for it. They could all agree that this was how a powerful man would act.

"You don't even know the way to the eighteen cities?" Arvin asked, staring at Chaz in confusion. The question seemed absurd.

"Cut the crap. Just tell us how to get there!" Chaz said impatiently. It only added to his intimidating aura.

Arvin started to get annoyed by this, but he let the feeling go. "Just use the transmission token. Don't tell me you don't even have one of those with you?" he said a bit cockily.

Chaz glared at him for a bit and turned back to Darren's side, wordlessly.

"You heard him. Do we just kill them and take their tokens?" Chaz asked.

Darren shook his head slightly and said, "No. They're from Holy City and were just sent to find us. They might have a bad attitude, but that's no reason to kill them. On the other hand, we have a reason to kill the ones from Blue Cloud City since they tried to kill me before. They might have some tokens on them, so we can just take the tokens from their corpses once we're done with them."

Chaz nodded. Darren was right. These disciples from Holy City didn't deserve to die—they were just annoying.

"We'll be on our way, then,"

said Darren calmly to the disciples. He then started to walk off with Chaz.

"Could we get your name?" asked Neal, who had just been saved.

"It doesn't matter. Bye!"

With these words, the two men flew into the sky.

"What a loser, acting all mysterious like that. I bet he's going to die sooner or later!" a disciple sneered.

Four hours into their flight, the sky began to turn gray. The cold winds and light rain gave off a bleak and gloomy feeling.

Darren and Chaz landed in a withered forest within the area.

"I sense their aura here," said Darren.

They were on the lookout for the people from Blue Cloud City.

"The aura is faint. They might be long gone from here."

"They might've gone deeper into the withered forest. Let's follow them through there."

The pair continued to soar through the sky. The deeper they flew into the withered forest, the darker their surroundings became. From within the forest came terrifying beastly roars one after the other. Any ordinary inferior holy warriors who set foot in these parts would be injured just by these roars.

A gust of wind suddenly billowed through the forest.

A number of trees in its path fell over as a radiant light burst out in the distance.

"Well, what could that be?"