Just as Xia Mingzhe and Xia Qianyue watched nervously and apprehensively to see how Ning Wangshu would respond, Ning Wangshu merely glanced at the Myriad Mountains pressing down upon him and gave a disdainful smile. Then, looking at the Xia Family's ancestor, he shook his head and said blandly, "Don't make a fool of yourself before This Seat with such a paltry, lowly technique."
"How can the light of a firefly dare compete with the brilliance of the bright moon?"
"I said suppressing you would be effortless, and so it shall be effortless! Since you refuse to accept it, I will suppress you directly. Otherwise, you might truly think I was merely spouting arrogant words!"
With that, Ning Wangshu spread his hand and suddenly pressed down through the air.
"Rumble—"
In an instant, a Giant Sky-Propping Palm appeared with a deafening roar, carrying boundless power as it slammed fiercely toward the Myriad Mountains...
Sensing the terrifying power contained in Ning Wangshu's strike, the Xia Family's ancestor was instantly horrified. His expression changed drastically as he stared at Ning Wangshu in disbelief, crying out hoarsely in panic, "You—you... how is this possible!?"
As he shouted, Ning Wangshu's palm had already descended, crashing heavily onto the Myriad Mountains!
"Boom! Rumble, rumble..."
Amid a violent series of explosions, the Myriad Mountains were like paper mache—utterly unable to withstand a single blow. They were mercilessly crushed and violently shattered by that palm in an instant!
"Whoosh—"
As the Myriad Mountains collapsed, Ning Wangshu's palm continued pressing down toward the Xia Family's ancestor.
Under that terrifying pressure, the Xia Family's ancestor shuddered. He suddenly found himself unable to mobilize even a trace of Immortal Force within his body, while even his Immortal Soul was completely restrained!
His expression froze as he looked at Ning Wangshu