Compared to everyone else, Yao Shengxue was desperately hoping Ning Wangshu would simply kill Yan Wuji, Ming Juetian, and the others.
Their deaths were the outcome that would best serve the Miaoyu Sect's interests.
Although she thought it was unlikely Ning Wangshu would spare them, as long as he hadn't killed them yet, nothing was settled. There was still room for things to change.
Yao Shengxue couldn't help feeling inexplicably nervous. Her breathing quickened slightly, and she stared at Ning Wangshu without blinking, her seductive eyes fixed on him.
She desperately hoped Ning Wangshu would kill Yan Wuji and the others outright...
Fortunately, Ning Wangshu didn't disappoint her.
Ning Wangshu glanced at Yan Wuji and Ming Juetian, who was kneeling in midair along with the others. A faint, cold smile touched his face as he said, "Spare you?"
"Heh. If I were weaker than you, with cultivation only at the Tribulation Stage, would you have shown me mercy?"
"Have you forgotten how you were all brimming with murderous intent and determined to kill me, and how you'd even discussed dividing up my Enlightenment Fruit?"
"Now that you know you're going to die, you've finally thought to beg for mercy and ask me to spare you. Don't you think that's a little too far-fetched?"
As he spoke, a murderous look suddenly appeared on Ning Wangshu's face. "Since you've come here today, don't imagine you'll leave alive. You might as well accept your fate."
At Ning Wangshu's words, Yan Wuji, Ming Juetian, and the others were overcome with despair.
Yet Ming Juetian still couldn't accept it. Through clenched teeth, he asked, his voice tinged with despair, "You really intend to wipe us all out?"
"So what if I do? What, do you still have some means of fighting me, or think you