Thinking of this, Mr. Ning Second and the Red-Clad Beauty exchanged a glance, both their faces somewhat pale. The look they turned on Ning Wanshan was filled even more with shock. Could this fellow truly have become acquainted with such a terrifying old monster somewhere?
The situation was turning rather bad!
Yet though the two were frightened in their hearts, they were, after all, heads of their respective lines. They still possessed some bearing; at the very least, they could barely manage not to lose their heads in the face of danger.
The two released their divine sense, searching for the person who had unleashed that immense spiritual pressure, but found nothing at all. They could not help becoming even more horrified.
"May I ask which senior has graced us with your presence? Please forgive Ning for failing to come out and welcome you from afar. But this is an internal affair of my clan. Does senior also intend to interfere?"
Mr. Ning Second bowed from afar toward the sky. These words seemed respectful and obedient, yet they concealed an extremely sharp edge. The meaning beneath them was that if the other party forcibly intervened, he would be making an enemy of the entire Ning Family. Even if a Nascent Soul Realm old monster possessed world-shaking cultivation, the nearly hundred Core Condensation Realm cultivators here were no soft persimmons to be kneaded at will. Moreover, colluding with an outside enemy to seize the position of family head was an even greater taboo that violated clan rules. In that case, even the disciples and cultivators of the Eldest Branch might not necessarily dare stand on Ning Wanshan's side. As for victory or defeat, that would be another matter altogether.
He could be considered to have racked his brains. Lin Xuan, hidden