Death God Descends

"Senior, you're far too modest."

The Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect said.

"You saved our Ning Tian Sect. You're our benefactor."

"Please accept our bow!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel again.

"That's enough. There's no need for this."

Yang Lingtian waved his hand, and a gentle force lifted the Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect to his feet.

"I still have matters to attend to. Let's part ways here."

With that, he was about to leave.

"Senior, please wait!"

The Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect hurriedly called out.

"What else is there?" Yang Lingtian asked.

"Senior, you saved our Ning Tian Sect, yet we still don't know your name."

The Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect said.

"That way, we'll be able to repay your kindness someday."

"There's no need for my name," Yang Lingtian said.

"As I said, I was merely passing through and lent a hand while I was at it."

"You don't need to take it to heart."

"Senior, you..."

The Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect still wanted to say something, but Yang Lingtian interrupted him.

"That's enough. I really do have matters to attend to. Let's part ways here."

With that, his figure flashed, and he vanished from the spot.

"Sect Master, that senior is truly an extraordinary expert!"

An elder sighed.

"Indeed. With such strength, yet remaining so low-key—he's truly admirable!"

Another elder said.

"In any case, that senior saved our Ning Tian Sect. We must remember his kindness."

The Sect Master of the Ning Tian Sect said.

"If we get the chance someday, we must repay him!"

"The Sect Master is right!" The elders nodded one after another.

After leaving the Ning Tian Sect, Yang Lingtian quickly caught up with the several Mahayana