When she came over, the old woman immediately asked, "Sect Leader Wen, how did you find the path to the realm?"
"By chance."
Wen Ping replied casually, not mentioning anything about the black box.
The old woman, seeing Wen Ping’s calm demeanor, smiled and said, "Within three hundred meters, a battle of four Upper Profound Realm masters is unfolding, and you dare to stay so close. Only Sect Leader Wen would have such courage, I presume?"
Wen Ping responded, "Just watching the show."
Boom!
Earth and stones flew.
Accompanied by this sudden sound, a massive sword shadow of more than ten meters descended to the ground, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.
The long spear in Wanli He’s hand broke into two pieces under this sword, sending his whole body flying. When he steadied himself, blood continuously flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he became notably weak.
Wanli He painfully said, "You’re not an Upper Profound Realm!"
"Me? When did I say I was in the Upper Profound Realm?" Han Yun chuckled, raising his sword and continuing to press towards Wanli He.
Seeing this, the old woman couldn’t help but exclaim, "Han Yun has reached Half-Step Divine Profound!"
Immediately, the old woman glanced at Wen Ping and said, "Sect Leader Wen, they know you’re here. You’re still under a bounty. If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to later. Half-Step Divine Profound is already invincible in East Lake."
Wen Ping didn’t respond, only glancing at Qin Mo nearby.
Currently, Qin Mo looked as if his heart was gripped by an unseen hand, crouching low with eyes fixed on Qin Tian.
At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly exclaimed, "Grandfather, watch out!"
Following his shout, a scene unfolded—Qin Tian was distracted, pierced by Bai Peng’s sudden sword, blood immediately gushing forth. He retreated several steps, sitting on the ground.
Hearing Qin Mo’s voice, Qin Tian was in disbelief until he saw Qin Mo truly running toward him.
Qin Tian smiled.
In those final moments, seeing his grandson was a good thing.
With an unknown force, Qin Tian stood up, "Even if I die, I won’t let you get away easily!"
Seeing this, Qin Mo quickly turned and looked at Wen Ping, "Sect Leader, please save my grandfather."
"Alright."
Wen Ping didn’t refuse; after all, it was his disciple’s relative. Although he wasn’t obliged to help, since his disciple had already asked, he could only lend a hand.
Nodding in agreement, Wen Ping stood up and stepped forward.
The moment the old woman was stunned, she she altered her previous address, asking incredulously, "Young man, are you intending to help personally?"
She had learned about Wen Ping in recent days.
Anomalous Profound.
Killed Wei Qianjue.
However, this was a battlefield for those of Half-Step Divine Profound, how could someone from the Profound Realm intervene?