In this realm, powerful beings at the peak of the Fifth Realm were all around, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure that made Qin Ming's heart restless.
If he didn't have the decayed fan and had to face a real Great Grandmaster, death would be inevitable.
Silently, a third elder appeared in the night sky, dressed in gray, simple, coughing lightly, with no strong presence, but with eyes that seemed to pierce one's soul.
The White Tiger Female Grandmaster murmured, "Could it be a Divine?"
"You guessed right, but there's no reward." The gray-clad elder in the night sky smiled.
This scene was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
Barring any surprises, these three should be from the God like Association, pursuing other powerful beings across three lines, but now they were all coming for Qin Ming, one Old God, two Great Grandmasters.
