"Yan Tianming? What was he going to do?"
Ran Zun had only just quietly found the heart of this enormous palace complex when he saw Yan Tianming and Bi Qingqing leading a group of people out, chatting and laughing.
The instant he saw them, he immediately hid himself in a shadowy corner.
Ever since following Qin Shaofeng, he had obtained an immense amount of resources.
After his cultivation had risen rapidly, his combat strength had long since become a far cry from what it once was.
Yet he understood very clearly.
All of it had been forcibly piled up by Qin Shaofeng. Without sufficient experience and accumulation, he was indeed a terrifying existence in the eyes of Seventh- and Eighth-tier Saint Star Position experts.
But before true Ninth-tier Saint Star Position experts, even if he was not utterly helpless, he would not be far from it.
Even his most prized concealment technique had not improved much alongside his cultivation, so he did not dare be careless before Ninth-tier Saint Star Position experts.
Not to mention that he could clearly sense it.
Though this group numbered only a little over thirty, every one of them was an expert among experts.
There were actually twelve existences at Ninth-tier Saint Star Position or above.
As for two of them, all he could vaguely sense was an overwhelmingly intense threat.
Nine times out of ten, they were Ascension Position experts.
The appearance of such experts meant he had to be one hundred and twenty thousand percent careful.
With all his strength devoted to shrinking back and concealing himself, he did not hear much of their conversation.
Only after the group of more than thirty had gone far away did he finally have the chance to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
"No wonder