"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor..."
Just as Bei Ji Tianzun was panicking, several Grand Elders of the Beiting Sword Sect cried out in alarm nearby. Their faces were filled with helplessness and horror, and they were completely dumbfounded.
Bei Ji Tianzun had suddenly used a Dodge Technique and fled on his own, and they hadn't even had time to react.
In the next moment, they saw Ning Wangshu suppress Bei Ji Tianzun with one hand and forcibly seize him, leaving them utterly terrified.
They had been shocked and disbelieving when Bei Ji Tianzun was gravely wounded by Ning Wangshu. They had also realized that Bei Ji Tianzun would likely struggle to match him, and that he would probably lose this battle.
But they hadn't expected that Bei Ji Tianzun couldn't even use a Dodge Technique to escape in front of Ning Wangshu. He had been suppressed and captured with ease, without the slightest ability to resist.
Once they came to their senses, panic immediately seized them.
They weren't the only ones. The countless people in Taiyuan City below were equally astounded by the rapid succession of events.
One by one, they stared wide-eyed at Ning Wangshu, standing proudly in the sky, and at Bei Ji Tianzun, pinned in the palm of the giant hand Ning Wangshu had manifested.
The vast city of Taiyuan had fallen almost completely silent.
Everyone drew in breath again and again, swallowing hard!
"This... This is unbelievable! That Ancestor of the Beiting Sword Sect... He really was suppressed just like that. He couldn't even escape!"
"Y-yeah! This is absurd! That Ancestor of the Beiting Sword Sect is an Earth Immortal Giant in the Late Stage of Mahayana, after all. It would be one thing if he couldn't defeat that Tianzun, but who could have expected him to be suppressed