An hour later.
Xia Ping and the three grandmasters ran for their lives, finally escaping the pursuit of the Black Demon Trees. They reached a secluded cave in the forest, where they could take a brief rest.
He had also learned the names of the three grandmasters: Liu Qi, a Xingyi grandmaster; Guo Cunyi, a Taiji grandmaster; and Li Yun, a Military Fist grandmaster. All three were old monsters who had lived for more than two hundred years.
But their talent was limited, and they had remained stuck at the peak of the ninth level of the Grandmaster Realm, unable to break through.
That was why they had entered this Trial Space, searching for the chance to make one final breakthrough.
"Thank you, seniors, for saving me. I'm deeply grateful," Xia Ping said, cupping his hands.
Taiji grandmaster Guo Cunyi waved a hand. "What saving you? We were only holding you back. If you hadn't displayed such incredible power, we three old bones would have been done for."
"Indeed. After living for over two hundred years, this is all we have to show for it." Xingyi grandmaster Liu Qi sighed.
Military Fist grandmaster Li Yun remained silent, evidently feeling a little unwilling to accept it as well.
What had happened earlier had been a huge shock to them. The three old men were more than six hundred years old between them, yet they couldn't measure up to a young man. The gap was simply too great.
"Why should you seniors sell yourselves short? As the saying goes, greatness isn't measured by age. If you manage to advance to the King Realm this time and greatly increase your lifespans, then being over two hundred will only be the beginning."
Xia Ping spoke brazenly. "Of course, if you're over two hundred and