Xing Jianfei stood behind his father, feeling puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Guo Qiaowei couldn't wait any longer. She got up and was about to rush into the water cave, but was stopped by Xing Fan.

"Old village chief, let me in." Guo Qiaowei's face turned cold, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

Xing Fan looked bitter, but his eyes were extremely firm: "If something happened to him, you will die when you go in. If he has nothing to do, you will be burdened when you go in."

After hearing this, Guo Qiaowei's chest fluctuated violently. Although her small fists were clenched tightly, she finally did not rush in.

On the stone platform.

Su Haoran turned his head and looked at the old witch. With just a look from the prophet's perspective, he knew what the old witch would do next.

"Congratulations to Lord Demon God for rebirth and leading our Xing clan back to the top!"

The old witch knelt on one knee, watching Su Haoran walk towards her, her face full of excitement.

Su Haoran thought to himself: Next is kneeling on both knees.

Sure enough, the old witch felt that kneeling on one knee was not respectful enough, so she immediately changed to kneeling on both knees.

Next, kowtow.

Sure enough, when Su Haoran walked to the old witch, she immediately trembled violently with her head on the ground, so excited that her whole body was trembling violently.

By using the prophet's perspective twice in a row, Su Haoran summarized the ultimate ability of the prophet's perspective. He could see the movement trajectory of a person in the next two seconds. With this ability, Su Haoran would almost be invincible as long as he did not face the extremely powerful being.

It’s a pity that even though he opened the nine secret treasures and reached the extreme realm of the mortal fetus, Su Haoran still had not broken through to the Grandmaster.
Chapter completed!