Dongling Marquis Mansion.
Upon hearing Wang Yu's words,
Jiang Ning smiled.
Confidence, perhaps!
he murmured inwardly.
At that moment, Wang Yu had clearly understood the meaning behind Jiang Ning's smile.
A trace of amusement flashed through his eyes.
"Prince of Luoshui, do you know how many people in this world are watching you now?"
"So what if they are watching me?" Jiang Ning said calmly. "Could that Sword Immortal from before have stopped me? Anyone stronger than him would have to ask those so-called ancestors to emerge. Outside the Grotto-heavens, I would very much like to meet them."
"You truly are confident!" Wang Yu stared intently at Jiang Ning, then continued, "You are not that Martial Saint. You are not truly invincible! The world's environment cannot be altered, but that does not mean regional environments cannot be changed! Back then, they could do nothing to the Martial Saint, but that does not mean they can do nothing to you! And your current choice is the greatest stumbling block. If you continue as before, it will surely become a dead end."
"So..." Jiang Ning slowly said, "this is the salvation you spoke of?"
"Correct!" Wang Yu slowly uttered the two words, then continued, "You must understand that there is no room for compromise in this matter! Whether the Martial Saint truly passed away must be tested beyond doubt. This matter originally had nothing to do with you, but you stood in its way. You have therefore become the primary target! Do you truly think the Blessed Lands of the various Grotto-heavens can do nothing to you?"
"So this was your true purpose?" Jiang Ning asked again.
"Correct!" Wang Yu admitted openly. "If you continue to cling to your delusions, you will surely perish, body and Dao alike. If you know when