"Old Ancestor, you jest. Even if the Sect Master has no other thoughts, that is only because of the relationship between the two of us. Since ancient times, the smarter a person is, the heavier their suspicions become. It has nothing to do with wisdom. Not to mention that you were just entangled for so long by a bunch of weaklings," Qin Shaofeng said with a placating smile.
"The surprises you have brought this old man are even greater than those brought by that brat Ximen Li." Scorpion Old Ancestor looked at him with a strange expression.
"Old Ancestor, there is no need to feel awkward about what happened earlier. That was only human nature. If you feel sorry for me, then do your best to save more people later. They are all top-tier combat strength for my coming battle against the Four Symbols Sect," Qin Shaofeng said.
"Of course. We are about to catch up to them."
Scorpion Old Ancestor nodded and pointed into the distance.
His speed was simply too fast, and the disparity in their cultivation meant that the gap in their eyesight was enormous as well.
When Qin Shaofeng heard him say that, he still could not see where the battlefield was.
Yet in the next instant, they had already arrived above the battlefield.
Only after truly arriving did Qin Shaofeng understand just how brutal this battle had been.
Ximen Li and the others had originally numbered more than four hundred, but fewer than eighty remained now.
Yet the results they had achieved were equally astonishing.
At this moment, of the original six Ninth-tier Saint Star Position powerhouses, only the final two remained, struggling bitterly.
Of the two who had died again, one head was in Ximen Xinyue's hand, while the other was held by a