Qin Wuyou had no time to watch them tear into each other like dogs. To him, both men before him were already dead!
The only reason he had not killed all three at once was to test whether changing Fang Han's fate would bring down Heavenly Dao Backlash.
Now, it seemed there was no need to worry about that.
In the distance, Fang Han, who had been chewing on a stalk of foxtail grass, suddenly sprang to his feet.
"What? Grand Martial Ancestor? Why is he here?"
A flash of delighted surprise crossed Fang Han's eyes when he noticed Qin Wuyou.
He released his Divine Sense and even saw the Saint King's corpse that had been pierced by Sword Qi.
"Did these fellows offend Grand Martial Ancestor? Or were they stupid enough to try to ambush him?"
Fang Han's eyes darted about. Who did not know how terrifying Qin Wuyou was by now? It would have been strange indeed if Ling Yun and the others had dared to provoke him.
"So Grand Martial Ancestor came for me?"
Fang Han quickly understood, and his eyes filled with gratitude and excitement.
He darted forward, heading toward Qin Wuyou.
Before he could approach, however, Qin Wuyou sent him a voice transmission. "Don't come over! Leave at once!"
Fang Han froze briefly, then understood. His Grand Martial Ancestor did not want him getting tangled up in more trouble.
After all, who knew whether those two Saint Kings had other companions behind them?
If they learned that Fang Han had something to do with these Saint Kings' deaths, trouble would surely follow.
Realizing that his Grand Martial Ancestor intended to shoulder all this trouble for him, Fang Han stood rooted to the spot, unwilling to leave.
Though he was weaker than Qin Wuyou, he was