Lei Hai and Lei Xie charged toward Ning Xiaochuan, yet instead of fighting him, they ran past him on either side.
Splash!
Splash!
The two of them actually jumped straight into the Nether River. They raised only two splashes before sinking completely to the riverbed.
The sight was truly horrifying; even Lei Jiu's expression changed.
"Lei Hai... Has Lei Bao gone mad? He actually... jumped into the Nether River?" A young woman from the Lei Family said in shock.
"Could there be water ghosts in the Nether River, hooking away their souls and luring them into the river?"
The scene was simply too bizarre. Two martial artists at the Worldly Detachment Realm Ninth Level had actually jumped into the Nether River and drowned themselves.
No one suspected Ning Xiaochuan. No one could believe that he possessed such formidable abilities.
"So there is an expert secretly helping you. Fine, consider yourselves lucky today! Hmph!"
Lei Jiu shot Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing a cold glare, warily scanned the surroundings, and finally gritted his teeth. He led the young martial artists of the Lei Family away, putting a great distance between themselves and the Nether River.
Ning Xiaochuan walked over to Situ Jing, took out an Intermediate Pill for healing injuries, and handed it to him.
Although Situ Jing had not been able to help, he had at least been beaten for speaking up for him. Ning Xiaochuan had quite a favorable impression of him.
After accepting the Intermediate Pill, Situ Jing revealed a trace of surprise. "Brother, you can actually produce an Intermediate Pill. It seems you are no ordinary independent cultivator."
Ning Xiaochuan did not explain much. "I am Ning Xiaochuan. There is something I would like to know. With Brother Situ's martial cultivation, entering the Great Wilderness is