Compared with everyone else, the Sixth Prince of the Taihua Dynasty was in an even worse state. His scalp prickled, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he shivered in terror.
His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. When he looked at Ning Wangshu, his eyes were filled with boundless fear and dread.
At that moment, he began to regret it too.
He regretted leading the Taihua Dynasty's army to wipe out the Han family all those years ago, bringing such a terrifying Powerful Foe down upon himself—and the entire Taihua Dynasty.
At the same time, though, he was filled with resentment and disbelief.
In his eyes, the Han family of Jingzhou had once been a top power in Jingzhou, but before the Taihua Dynasty, it was no more than an insignificant presence.
He couldn't understand how a minor family, only a third-rate power compared with the Taihua Dynasty, could have such a terrifying figure behind it—one who would come to the Taihua Dynasty to avenge them more than a thousand years later!
If he had known the Han family had such a terrifying figure backing them, he wouldn't have dared lay a finger on them, even if he'd had a hundred lives.
Unfortunately, things had come to this. No matter how much he regretted it now, it was already too late...
While everyone was still reeling from the terrifying power Ning Wangshu had displayed, he glanced at Cangxuan Tianzun, who had just managed to steady himself and whose face was likewise filled with shock.
Then Ning Wangshu suddenly reached out with one hand again and grabbed at the air.
"Rumble!"
In an instant, a Giant Sky-Propping Palm appeared in the sky above Cangxuan Tianzun and slowly descended, reaching straight for him.
Still in shock, Cangxuan Tianzun suddenly felt a crushing