Looking at the dazed expressions on Zhang Shengchang and Zhang Changtian's faces, Ning Wangshu gave another cold laugh and continued, "Now, it's your turn!"
Ning Wangshu's words jolted Zhang Shengchang and Zhang Changtian out of their stupor.
Zhang Shengchang gritted his teeth and glared viciously at Ning Wangshu. "You slaughtered my entire Zhang family. Today, it's you or me!"
He roared and immediately formed a hand seal.
In an instant, a Great Ding appeared with a thunderous rumble, swelling to the size of a mountain.
"Rumble!"
The Great Ding rang out, sending countless rays of light shimmering through the air. Lines of hazy blue-green runes appeared across its surface, and a formidable pressure surged toward them.
Ning Wangshu lifted his eyes and glanced at him disdainfully. "You or me? You think you're worthy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he spread his hand and slapped at the air.
"Bang!"
The Great Ding shuddered violently. With a whoosh, it was sent flying by a single slap.
"W-what!?"
Zhang Shengchang was horrified. He stared at Ning Wangshu in disbelief and cried out, "Y-you... H-how is that possible!?"
"My Qingmu Ding is a mid-grade spirit artifact! How could you send it flying with just one slap? That's impossible!"
A tidal wave of shock surged through Zhang Shengchang, and he could hardly accept what had happened.
Zhang Changtian was also stunned, his gaze unfocused. He swallowed hard, then drew in a sharp breath.
"Who... who is he? He actually sent the mid-grade spirit artifact Qingmu Ding, which the Old Ancestor summoned, flying with a casual slap!"
"T-this kind of power... It's beyond what someone at the Soul Departure Stage could achieve! He... He must be a Dividing Soul Stage Old Ancestor!"
Zhang Changtian murmured dazedly.
At the thought that Ning Wangshu might be a