Whether the people in Taiyuan City were excited or worried was beside the point. When Bei Ji Tianzun saw Ning Wangshu appear before him, his gaze sharpened.
He looked Ning Wangshu up and down, then let out a cold snort and said icily, "If I'm not mistaken, you're the Mahayana Earth Immortal behind Qinglan Sect. And you're the one who killed Beiming, correct?"
"Beiming was my own great-grandson, and the sect master of Beiting Sword Sect. You killed him. Don't you owe me an explanation?"
Bei Ji Tianzun's words brimmed with murderous intent, and a chilling edge ran through his voice.
Ning Wangshu glanced at him, one brow lifting. Then he let out a scornful laugh. "An explanation? Heh. What kind of explanation do you expect me to give you?"
"A mere insignificant ant dared to offend me, even attack me. So I killed him. What explanation could there be? And who do you think you are, to presume to call me to account?"
Ning Wangshu finished with a disdainful curl of his lips.
Then he glanced at the few Beiting Sword Sect disciples behind Bei Ji Tianzun and said coldly, "Besides, when your sect's new master came to apologize, I already showed mercy. I only made him swear a Dao Heart Oath not to harm Qinglan Sect in the slightest, and let your Beiting Sword Sect off without holding you accountable."
"And now you dare come here to threaten Qinglan Sect, then demand that I explain myself? Where did you get the nerve?"
Bei Ji Tianzun flew into a rage at those words.
"Outrageous!"
He gave an angry snort, his gaze fixed on Ning Wangshu with icy menace. Murderous intent surged in his eyes as he said in a chilling voice, "You really don't know your place. You think