One fellow at the divine venerable realm third layer remained. He wanted to flee, but suddenly discovered that someone had locked down the space around his body.
And his opponent was so powerful.
The scene from just now was still before his eyes.
The fellow wet himself in fright on the spot.
"Senior..."
"Spare me... spare me... I meant no harm..."
"It was all my junior brother's fault, and he's already dead. Please spare my life, Senior!"
However stupid this divine venerable realm cultivator might be, how could he not know what he had encountered?
A fellow without any divine spark between her brows-wasn't that a member of the Witch Race?
This Witch Race woman killed my junior brother at the divine venerable realm second layer with a single punch. Didn't that put her at the divine king realm at the very least?
A Witch King!
If that punch landed on me, I would have absolutely no chance of surviving.
"You're of the Human Race, aren't you?" He Pingsheng looked at the man and asked calmly, "What's your name?"
"Yes... I'm of the Human Race!"
"My name is Baili Jian!"
"Give me a reason not to kill you!" He Pingsheng's voice was very calm.
Qianzhu stepped forward on her cool, pale legs, blocking Baili Jian's path. Her fists clenched slightly, ready to pound the fellow into pulp at any moment.
Thud...
Baili Jian dropped straight to his knees before He Pingsheng. "Senior, Senior..."
He Pingsheng waved a hand. "I'm merely at the divine lord realm. Spare me the 'Senior'!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Baili Jian said. "It really will be difficult for you to enter the core region to search for treasure!"
"I know you two seniors are very powerful in battle, but many divine king realm cultivators from the Curse