CHAPTER 1356 THE PURPOSE IS TO SAVE PEOPLE

The news arrived after a long wait.

But what was the Archean relic?

"I know that you are uninformed about the Archean relic. Don't worry. I'll explain it to you. Now, pay

attention as your lives may depend on it."

Everyone quieted down and glanced at the old man.

"The Archean relic, as its name suggests, is the land passed down from the Archean Age. There are

varying opinions about how the land was preserved. Most people agree that the Archean relic was

formed from a small piece of land that was swept into the time and space turbulent flows during the

war. I also agree with this.

You were summoned here because it is time you set foot on this Archean land!"

Hearing this, even the gravest of these geniuses could not help but get excited.

The Archean Age was an era full of talents. At that time, powerful warriors possessed the power to

destroy the world. It was also rumored that divine herbs grew everywhere. It was a desirable place to

visit for everyone.

These talents didn't expect that they would have the chance to step into Archean land in their lifetime.

"Sir, if the Archean relic has opened, my master and other great masters are strong enough to venture

into it. Why do they summon us?"

someone asked. It was a question to which many people wanted the answer.

Considering that several great masters of the human race were present, why did they need the young

talents?

Although these geniuses were highly accomplished, their strength was not the best. After all, they had

only cultivated for a short period. Even within their sects, they were the youngest disciples and on the

lowest level. The other senior disciples hadn't received any message because they had cultivated for a

longer time.

Was there a restriction on the cultivating time that dictated who would be invited?

In fact, several people had already realized that this might have something to do with their cultivating

time!

Since ancient times, many dangerous places had had age requirements for visitors.

The old man's answer also confirmed this point.

"If you have cultivated for over ten thousand years, you will not be able to step into the Archean land.

This is the message that we got from the masters."

Everyone nodded with understanding.

But Darren's confusion only deepened when he thought of the confidential letter from Akbar.

"Sir, are you sure that the masters who entered the Archean mountain are safe? I received a secret

letter. Someone is calling for help," Darren asked.

Hearing this, many talents glanced at Darren, astonishment reflecting in their expressions.

Some were shocked, while others looked at him as if he were an idiot.

The first group of people who had entered the Archean mountain must be at the Superior God Realm,

at least. How was it possible that they would send a message to a junior disciple requesting

assistance? Who did he think he was? A God? How stupid was he to lie like this?

Darren ignored their mocking gazes and contemptuous discussions.

"There are indeed some powerful warriors who are in danger. This is one of the tasks you need to

complete when you enter the Archean relic. You have to rescue these trapped masters of the human

race."

The crowd burst into an uproar when they realized a significant element of danger existed on the

Archean mountain!

Some great masters at the Superior God Realm were in trouble!

"Sir, do you know how many great masters are in peril? Is it possible that only this young man's master

is in danger while the others are safe?" Donnie asked, pointing at Darren.

"Ha-ha-ha..."

someone laughed. Although their masters were all powerful warriors, some of them were relatively

weaker than the others.

"According to the information we have, two masters at the Superior God Realm are at risk at present."

"Ha-ha. Then they must be ordinary masters of the Superior God Realm who entered rashly. We have

nothing to worry about as our master is fine."

"Fortunately, my master is the head of a region. As his strength is extraordinary, we have no reason to

be anxious, either."

At this time, many people began to boast, and a few harbored a disdainful attitude toward Darren.

It seemed that this youngster, who had just entered the Star God Realm, was weak, just like his master.

What a shame that his master had to ask his disciple for help!

These people didn't know the true relationship between Darren and Akbar.

"Okay, settle down." The Ancestral Land elder was displeased.

"You are all geniuses. Your aptitude and temperament should be far better than ordinary people's. How

can you gloat when human masters are trapped? I feel embarrassed for your sects. Humph!" The old

man's gruff voice reverberated in the space. He was a little disappointed with this group of talents.

Everyone fell silent. A few cultivators felt as though they had indeed lost their manners.

"This is the map sent by the masters. It's just a rough sketch, but it took them a lot of effort to make.

Each of you has a copy. Remember, don't go to the places marked with red dots.

After you enter, go north to rescue the two masters at the Superior God Realm who are trapped. Try

your best to rescue them. But if you encounter any danger that you can't overcome, focus on your

survival. Don't try to be heroes.

And remember. It is highly likely that you will find some rare treasures in the relic. Seize the chance to

get them. Even if you don't discover any treasures, you can still benefit from the relic. For one thing, its

Archean godly energy is good for your cultivation. You can cultivate more efficiently than ever, doing

more with less.

Finally, the masters can only keep the passage open for three months. You must come out when the

time is up! Otherwise, if the Archean relic disappears, you will also be buried in it. If that happens, there

will be no way out. Keep that in mind!" The old man finished giving the last of the instructions quickly.

"Do I make myself clear?" he questioned when he received no response.

"Yes, sir," the crowd answered in unison. holds text © rights.

"Okay, come with me. Make good use of the things you have as they can save your lives at a critical

moment. By the way, I almost forgot the most important thing," the old man said hurriedly.

"What?" someone asked.

"It's hard to guarantee that talents from other races have not entered the Archean relic. You must be

vigilant at all times."

With that, the old man led over a thousand talents through the faint yellow mist.

Before long, colorful light formed a vortex and appeared in front of everyone.

"Before you enter, take this communication device. If any of you dares to kill his companions inside, we

will know. The punishment for killing a companion is much crueler than you think. The culprit might

even get his sect in trouble over this. Think twice before you act,"

the old man cautioned as he brought a crystal to everyone. It disappeared the moment it touched their

skin.

Then, the group of talents stepped into the colorful vortex.

Soon, a barren and lifeless land appeared in front of them.

As Darren and his friends held hands as they entered the relic, they landed together on the land. The

rest of the talents were nowhere to be found.

"Darren, who asked you for help? Is it our master?" Sally didn't dare to voice her query until she was

certain that no outsider was present.

After all, Lord Starry Sword had sent a secret letter to Darren.

"No, it's one of my friends."

"That's good." Sally patted her chest as relief coursed through her. Beatty glared at her.

"Sally!" Beatty exclaimed.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Darren. I didn't mean that. I hope your friend is fine."

Darren smiled. "It's okay. Your reaction is normal."

"Let's go and save Akbar," prompted Lindsay.

"There is no hurry. Look ahead!"

Everyone followed Darren's gaze and saw many stone balls on the ground in front of them.