Fifty kilometers from Battlefield of Death No. 7, two men were drenched in sweat as they stared at a tiny phone screen.
They were the eldest and second brother among the triplets who had previously attacked the Hu Family.
Considering that the Hu Family had a Xiantian Great Grandmaster, and that when Xiantian Great Grandmasters fought, even Xiantian Grandmasters at the peak realm could not be of help—
In short, No. 7 had considered the eldest and second brothers of the triplets dead weight and told them to wait here for his triumphant return.
However, No. 7 did not know that, in order to witness the life-and-death battle between Xiantian Great Grandmasters, the eldest and second brothers had begun harboring little schemes of their own.
The two of them had actually prepared an advanced miniature drone, intending to secretly watch the battle between No. 7 and the Hu Family's Xiantian Great Grandmaster.
Although the miniature drone had ultimately only landed a thousand meters from the battlefield, its ultra-high-pixel camera still allowed the eldest and second brothers to barely make out the battle.
They watched the entire fight unfold.
When Old Master Hu appeared, they were just as shocked as No. 7.
They had never expected the Hu Family's Xiantian Great Grandmaster to be Hu Jingshan!
For a time, they heaped another round of vicious curses upon the already dead Hu Antong.
Because Hu Antong had told them that Hu Jingshan had empowered his son Hu Hanyun, and though he had luckily survived, he had already become a cripple.
But the moment they saw Hu Jingshan, the two of them decided that Hu Antong had lied.
How was this Hu Jingshan empowering his son Hu Hanyun? This was fucking Hu Hanyun empowering his old man!
Still, neither of them worried. As