"That guy actually survived."
Jiang Ping An had thought Si Qiaonan had died in the ferocious beasts' territory. He never expected him to return alive.
It seemed Si Qiaonan's parents had prepared quite a few lifesaving treasures for him.
It was better that he had survived. Had he died, his parents might have come looking for trouble.
Still, now that the guy was alive, he would surely cause trouble too.
Jiang Ping An ignored Si Qiaonan's clamoring outside his door, closed his eyes, and continued studying the Future Scripture.
Within a few days, another beast tide erupted, just as before.
The Mining District Guard Army and disciples from the various Holy Lands joined the battle once more.
The nine people Jiang Ping An had previously led had all returned to the Holy Land.
Only Jiang Ping An remained. To ensure his daughter's safety, he had decided to wait here for a few years.
In truth, his real reason for staying was that he knew he had little time left to live and wanted to see his daughter a little longer...
This beast tide contained a mixture of red-furred and ordinary ferocious beasts.
Jiang Ping An preferred fighting the ordinary beasts. It had nothing to do with their strength; ordinary beasts simply tasted somewhat better.
The meat of those red-furred beasts tasted worse than tree bark.
Jiang Ping An stood in front of the battlefield where his daughter fought, refusing to let a single High Lord God-level beast get past him.
Ignoring his wounds, he swung his axe again and again, slaughtering one savage beast after another.
While fighting, he sensed an intense wave of malice.
That malice came from the Middle Lord God battlefield.
Jiang Ping An knew without looking that Si Qiaonan was the one emanating it.
He spared