"Qin Hao."
When Dongfang Wei saw Qin Hao, an unusual gleam flashed through her eyes. She pressed her lips together lightly and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Qin Hao waved his hand and took out a suit of soft armor, a mid-grade chaos spirit treasure he had obtained on the Netherworld Battlefield.
The mid-grade chaos spirit treasure soft armor floated toward Dongfang Wei. Qin Hao stepped forward, heading toward the Heavenly Martial Ancestor and the Star River Ancestor.
"Senior Sister Dongfang, take care."
Before his words had faded, Qin Hao had already vanished.
"Just a senior sister...?"
Dongfang Wei lightly bit her lip, then waved her hand and caught the soft armor. As she took hold of it, quite a few elders of the Qiankun Sect cast curious looks her way.
Dongfang Wei's pretty face flushed slightly, but she knew Qin Hao had no other intentions. He had given her this mid-grade chaos spirit treasure purely for the sake of their past friendship.
"Kill the outer realm demon spirits."
Dongfang Wei collected herself, put on the soft armor, then raised her treasure sword and charged toward the distant outer realm demon spirits.
"Support the others."
Seeing that even Dongfang Wei had rejoined the battle, the others did not hesitate either. They likewise charged toward the outer realm demon spirits in the distance.
Elsewhere.
After saving Dongfang Wei and the others, Qin Hao did not pause. Following the Formless Ancestor's earlier directions, he flew deeper into the battlefield.
Along the way, Qin Hao spared none of the outer realm demon spirits he encountered, slaughtering every last one.
However, the Ancestral God Battlefield was vast. Within a million li, there might be only a few dozen Ancestral God Commanders fighting...
Even as a Half-Step Divine Lord, Qin Hao could not possibly