Return!

"Are you kidding me? You think those things here could send this old man scrambling around? If I weren't worried that attacking would trigger a riot in this Lightning Pool, I would've wiped those things out long ago."

No sooner had Ning Luo finished speaking than a voice exploded strangely beside his ear, startling him into jerking his head up. He saw the bedraggled old man from before floating in front of him, glaring at him with wide eyes.

Seeing the old fellow, Ning Luo's lips twitched. However, wary of the other party's terrifying strength, he could only swallow the curse that had reached his lips and changed his tone. "What are those things?"

"Just a bunch of lightning monsters that have gained a little intelligence." The old man curled his lip.

"Kid, the creatures deep within this Lightning Pool are quite peculiar. They're formed from Lightning Power and can absorb it directly. They're great nourishment for cultivation. I see you're quite fast—how about the two of us join forces and head deeper in for some fun?" the old man said with a grin.

Seeing Ning Luo shake his head, the old man curled his lip and said lazily, "Meeting is fate. My surname is Mang, though a brat like you probably hasn't heard of my name."

"Surname Mang?" Ning Luo thought about it, but he truly did not know of such a super expert. It seemed that the real experts of the Central Plains were indeed exceedingly low-key.

"Ah, what an ignorant junior."

Seeing that Ning Luo really did not recognize him, Old Man Mang sighed repeatedly, though what he said left Ning Luo utterly speechless.

Whoosh!

While Ning Luo was at a loss for words, a rushing sound suddenly tore through the air from afar. A clear voice