After putting away the immortal artifacts and Storage Rings, Ning Wangshu also put away his immortal sword. Immortal light flashed around him, and he returned to the Xia Family estate.
When they saw Ning Wangshu return, the Xia Family elders shuddered inwardly. As one, they instinctively took two steps back, their eyes filled with fear and dread as they looked at him.
Every one of them swallowed hard, trembling all over.
They had no idea how Ning Wangshu would deal with them or the Xia Family, and their hearts were filled with anxiety.
The Xia Family patriarch was even worse off. His face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled. He stared at Ning Wangshu with his mouth open, seemingly wanting to say something, but it was as though something had lodged in his throat, leaving him unable to speak.
Xia Mingzhe and his daughter, Xia Qianyue, were the complete opposite.
Their faces were filled with joy. Xia Qianyue, in particular, gazed at him with boundless reverence.
They hurried forward to greet him.
"Senior Ning, you... you're incredible! I never imagined that those Taiyi Golden Immortals from the Imperial Zenith Mystic Sect really would be nothing but ants before you. You killed them all so effortlessly!"
Xia Qianyue was so excited that her words tumbled out.
Xia Mingzhe was just as elated. "Indeed! I never imagined that you would even possess an Immortal King Sacred Art, Senior. Qianyue and I were worried about you earlier, but now it seems our worries were entirely unnecessary!"
Hearing their words, Ning Wangshu smiled faintly. "I told you, no matter how many Taiyi Golden Immortals the Imperial Zenith Mystic Sect sent, they would be nothing but ants to me."
"I do not make empty boasts!"
With that, he said no more to Xia Mingzhe