Hearing Shen Jingyun's incredibly smug words, Ning Wangshu suddenly grinned. His gaze toward Shen Jingyun was full of mockery.
"What are you laughing at?"
Seeing that Ning Wangshu could still laugh, Shen Jingyun frowned and asked.
Ning Wangshu chuckled softly and said, "I'm laughing at your ignorance. Leaving aside whether the reinforcements from the Taihuang Tian Sect you mentioned can do anything to me, do you really think you can hold me off for even a moment?"
Shen Jingyun was taken aback, then burst into laughter. But a moment later, his smile abruptly vanished, and he said coldly, "It seems I still underestimated just how arrogant you are."
"Fine. I'd like to see how you'll keep me from holding you off for even a moment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jingyun shot into the air, burst through the roof of the City Lord's Mansion's Main Hall, and beckoned with one hand.
In an instant, an Immortal Sword of dazzling brilliance and myriad colors came whistling forth.
Its Immortal Light blazed like a torch, its edge razor-sharp. Countless Sword Qi seemed to weave and swirl around it, while its vast Immortal Might swept in all directions like a boundless abyss!
Rip!
Under that terrifying sword might, the air around them rang with the sound of tearing silk. The earth split open, and the enormous City Lord's Mansion collapsed in an instant, reduced to ruins by the sword might's sweep!
The others nearby were startled by the sight.
They hurriedly retreated and brought out their Immortal Artifacts to protect themselves, lest they be caught in the sword might's reach.
Shen Jingyun paid no mind to the destruction of his City Lord's Mansion. He stared coldly at Ning Wangshu, his hands rapidly forming seals as he shouted, "Myriad Mountains Suppressing Demon