Stop Courting Death!

This was Li Wanqiu's master, Xu Qianhe.

A powerful aura erupted from the man's entire body. Ning Qi only had to take one look.

He could already be certain that this was also an expert with Golden Immortal strength.

At the very least, he possessed the strength of a Ninth Grade Golden Immortal. After all, behind him was a Dharma Body.

That could not be faked.

"Since we have come, then we kill. Why waste words?"

After he said this, a white-haired old man in the distance also spoke.

This man was steeped in baleful energy, with streaks of brilliant light surging all over his body. One glance was enough to tell he was no good sort.

"That is the commander of our expedition, Elder Wang Qingnian."

Li Qiuwan whispered to Ning Qi.

"He's the father of that Liu Wanshan or whatever? Why are their surnames different?"

Ning Qi was not interested in him. Instead, he started gossiping.

"Because the child was fostered under his master's name in the past."

Li Qiuwan explained, "Later, after Wang Qingnian's master fell, he acknowledged the child and took him back."

"Oh, no wonder."

Ning Qi nodded. "But since we've come and they're all still alive, you can relax."

"Mm. Young Master Ding, thank you for bringing me here."

Li Qiuwan nodded, revealing a grateful expression.

She had never imagined that Ning Qi would bring her back.

"Then you should stay with your master and the others. I'm going to take a look at what's happening up ahead."

Ning Qi nodded, then turned his attention to the front.

In the distance was where the battle was most tragic.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, Reverse Flow churned violently.

Ordinary cultivators at the front were all cannon fodder.

Whether they had the strength of a True Immortal