Whoosh!
The purple-gold lightning arcs around Ye Han subsided, and he landed on a cliff like a bolt of lightning.
Teacher Lan Qing and Saint As were already standing there.
Ye Han landed beside them and bowed sincerely. "Thank you both for lending a hand. I'd have been in trouble otherwise!"
Although he had divine abilities and treasures capable of dealing with the eerie black shadow Wu Xuantian had unleashed, there was no way he could have done so without paying a price and revealing some of the trump cards he kept at the bottom of his chest.
But that wasn't the point. The point was, how had Teacher Lan Qing and Saint As appeared here so coincidentally and rescued him at just the right moment?
Clearly, there was no such coincidence. Most likely, Teacher Lan Qing and Saint As had come specifically to find him!
Teacher Lan Qing said mildly, "Of all the things you could provoke, why did you have to provoke someone from the half-immortal race?"
Ye Han's gaze flickered, and he couldn't help asking, "The half-immortal race? Wu Xuantian is from the half-immortal race? What does that mean?"
This was the first time he had heard the term, and when Teacher Lan Qing mentioned the half-immortal race, there was clearly a trace of apprehension in his eyes.
Still, he now understood why he had sensed a peculiar immortal race aura from Wu Xuantian, and why that fellow could wield the immortal race's legendary immortal flame. So he had immortal race blood flowing through his veins?
Wasn't that practically impossible? Many proud races forbade any mixing of their bloodlines, and the immortal race was one of them...
Looking at Ye Han's conflicted expression, Saint As said mildly, "Looks like you still don't know! We came specifically to