Chapter 219 - 218, Are you going to War God Profound? (4/4)

"Secret Technique!"

Seeing Qin Tian escape from the stone cave, Han Zhan wasn’t in a hurry. He walked to the entrance and looked down, instantly tracking Qin Tian as he fell into the pool.

From what he knew, this Position Shift Secret Technique consumed a lot of energy. He had fought Qin Tian many times before and rarely saw Qin Tian use such a technique. Using it meant giving up half of his chances of winning.

"Pursue."

Han Zhan uttered this word, and the four simultaneously jumped down.

...

In the forest.

After strolling around the realm, Wen Ping returned.

Seeing that the sky had darkened, Wen Ping set up a bonfire by a small creek.

The next day, he led Yu Mo and another on a quest for celestial materials and treasures, finding some suitable for enhancing their realm. Of course, most needed to be processed through herbal cuisines and spiritual cuisines to be consumable.

Since he couldn’t take them along, Wen Ping didn’t bother with those needing processing.

Just as Wen Ping was planning to search for secret treasures, he sensed several powerful auras rushing through the forest.

One person in front, four behind.

Among them, Wen Ping was quite familiar with one aura—it was Shan Long from the Hundred Sects Alliance.

Yu Mo asked, "Sect Leader, should we follow them?"

"Let’s take a look."

Saying this, Wen Ping stepped forward to follow their trail. Until he reached a small hill, where he leaned over the edge to covertly observe what was happening in the field below.

Upon seeing the scene below, Yu Mo’s expression grew serious, "Sect Leader, there are three Upper Profound Realm masters here. The white-robed swordsman is Han Yun, the strongest in East Lake from the Hundred Sects Alliance. His swordsmanship is exceptional; my Wandering Sword is a branch of his sword technique. The other is Han Zhan, the ancestor of Extreme Realm Mountain, skilled in martial arts. The third..."

Before Yu Mo could finish speaking, Qin Mo interrupted, "Sect Leader, the third one is my grandfather. He..."

Qin Mo’s words were also unfinished, as Qin Tian had already engaged Han Zhan in battle again in the wasteland below.

"Run, why aren’t you running? Hand over the goods, considering we’re under the same banner, I might spare your life!"

Han Zhan ferociously punched down one after another, forcing Qin Tian into retreat. With each step back, a deep footprint was left on the ground.

Of course, it’s not that Qin Tian lacked fighting strength, but he had to be on his guard against the three others commanding his attention.

"Dream on!"

Qin Tian drew his sword aura again, launching a formidable counterattack. As an Upper Profound Realm master, the intensity of the battle was rare. Even a casual burst of sword aura landing on the ground could leave a deep groove.

While the two were locked in fierce combat, two massive auras suddenly appeared in the east and west directions.

A middle-aged man in luxurious attire rushed over, like a rampaging rhinoceros running wild.

Another person was the old woman Zhantian Qingxuan.

When Wen Ping saw her, he was at a loss for words; she came in without even having the parchment in the box.

When the two got closer, Han Yun, who had been silent until now, gripped his sword, "I’ve been waiting for a long time."

"You guys go ahead, I’m just here to watch the show," the old woman Zhantian Qingxuan turned her head and looked towards Wen Ping’s location, then directly walked towards it—alone.

Though Wen Ping’s aura was undetectable, he knew there were two others he could sense.

The elegantly dressed middle-aged man watched Zhantian Qingxuan leave and said nothing. Bringing Zhantian Qingxuan here was intended as a gesture of goodwill, not expecting her to offer any help.

Han Yun didn’t bother with Zhantian Qingxuan either, but approached the middle-aged man in fine clothing—an Upper Profound Realm master from Qingkong Mountain.

Han Yun cupped his fists and said, "Wanli He, it’s been a while."

"Brother Qin, are you alright?"

Wanli He ignored Han Yun and focused on Qin Tian. Seeing Qin Tian’s predicament, he opened his Meridian Gate without hesitation.

Han Yun noticed and smirked, "So you’ve formed an alliance, intending to rebel against the Hundred Sects Alliance?"

Wanli He replied coldly, "Don’t play that game. You and Extreme Realm Mountain have colluded. Isn’t that against the alliance’s protocols?"

Qin Tian quickly said, "Brother Wanli, I’ve got the items. Let’s break out together."

"Alright!"

Wanli He rejoiced.

Boom!

The Meridian Gate echoed as it opened.

...

The old woman then made her way directly towards Wen Ping, with a hint of a curious smile on her face.

"Senior."

"Senior."

Yu Mo and the other called out in succession.

Wen Ping, meanwhile, simply smiled and continued watching the show, pondering where to go to observe the battle of four Upper Profound Realm masters.

When she came over, the old woman immediately asked, "Sect Leader Wen, how did you find the path to the realm?"

"By chance."

Wen Ping replied casually, not mentioning anything about the black box.

The old woman, seeing Wen Ping’s calm demeanor, smiled and said, "Within three hundred meters, a battle of four Upper Profound Realm masters is unfolding, and you dare to stay so close. Only Sect Leader Wen would have such courage, I presume?"

Wen Ping responded, "Just watching the show."

Boom!

Earth and stones flew.

Accompanied by this sudden sound, a massive sword shadow of more than ten meters descended to the ground, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.

The long spear in Wanli He’s hand broke into two pieces under this sword, sending his whole body flying. When he steadied himself, blood continuously flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he became notably weak.

Wanli He painfully said, "You’re not an Upper Profound Realm!"

"Me? When did I say I was in the Upper Profound Realm?" Han Yun chuckled, raising his sword and continuing to press towards Wanli He.

Seeing this, the old woman couldn’t help but exclaim, "Han Yun has reached Half-Step Divine Profound!"

Immediately, the old woman glanced at Wen Ping and said, "Sect Leader Wen, they know you’re here. You’re still under a bounty. If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to later. Half-Step Divine Profound is already invincible in East Lake."

Wen Ping didn’t respond, only glancing at Qin Mo nearby.

Currently, Qin Mo looked as if his heart was gripped by an unseen hand, crouching low with eyes fixed on Qin Tian.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly exclaimed, "Grandfather, watch out!"

Following his shout, a scene unfolded—Qin Tian was distracted, pierced by Bai Peng’s sudden sword, blood immediately gushing forth. He retreated several steps, sitting on the ground.

Hearing Qin Mo’s voice, Qin Tian was in disbelief until he saw Qin Mo truly running toward him.

Qin Tian smiled.

In those final moments, seeing his grandson was a good thing.

With an unknown force, Qin Tian stood up, "Even if I die, I won’t let you get away easily!"

Seeing this, Qin Mo quickly turned and looked at Wen Ping, "Sect Leader, please save my grandfather."

"Alright."

Wen Ping didn’t refuse; after all, it was his disciple’s relative. Although he wasn’t obliged to help, since his disciple had already asked, he could only lend a hand.

Nodding in agreement, Wen Ping stood up and stepped forward.

The moment the old woman was stunned, she she altered her previous address, asking incredulously, "Young man, are you intending to help personally?"

She had learned about Wen Ping in recent days.

Anomalous Profound.

Killed Wei Qianjue.

However, this was a battlefield for those of Half-Step Divine Profound, how could someone from the Profound Realm intervene?