Wang Dao felt that his maternal grandfather was as warm as spring, kind and approachable—not at all as unyielding as his father had described. Right now, he felt as though he were bathed in the spring breeze.
"Grandfather, I don't know where my father is either. He couldn't possibly tell me. He has to guard against attacks from True Saint Level opponents," Wang Dao said.
Wu Liuji wanted to say, Why are you blurting out such honest truths? The one your father is guarding against is your grandfather—he's afraid of getting beaten up!
"You should contact him. His situation may indeed be somewhat dangerous," Mei Yukong suggested with concern.
The Demon Court True Saint felt stifled, with a flame of anger he could not vent. Little Wang could not be beaten right now, so Wang Yusheng was the most suitable target. A True Saint Level son-in-law was much more resistant to beatings.
In the Blood-red Battlefield, Wang Xuan crossed domains to arrive, truly bulldozing his way through all obstacles. Those at the first and second levels of the Super Peerless Domain posed no difficulty to him whatsoever.
Although his true body had been away from the primal blood battle for decades, the moment he arrived here, he immediately entered his stride, roaming the Dead Star Sea in search of opponents.
There were not that many Super Peerless beings. Even if the Four Sects Twenty-Eight Followers were counted together, their numbers remained limited.
Wang Xuan struck several times, each one a lightning battle, swiftly exterminating his opponents. His main purpose was to cast a stone to ask for directions and startle the grass to scare the snake, confirming his true targets.
At this time, he hid within the mist and followed several Super Peerless beings all the way down. The