The Immortal King froze when he saw Ning Wangshu silently destroy his Immortal King Sacred Art, the Azure Dragon Battles Heaven Art, with a single effortless sword strike.
"How could this happen? Your power is only at the Immortal King First Heaven Early-Stage, far below mine! How could you destroy my Azure Dragon Battles Heaven Art so easily with one strike?"
The Immortal King cried out in disbelief.
Below, the people of the Imperial Zenith Mystic Sect were stunned as well.
They stared helplessly at Ning Wangshu and the Immortal King in the sky. None of them had expected Ning Wangshu to truly possess the strength to contend with the Immortal King, much less clearly surpass him and hold the upper hand!
"Could it be... that even this senior Immortal King is no match for him? H-how is that possible?"
Elder Yao's eyes went wide.
Elder Fang was no better off. Breathing rapidly, he said, "If even this senior Immortal King truly cannot defeat him, then wouldn't we..."
He did not finish, but everyone understood what he meant.
For a moment, the surviving members of the Imperial Zenith Mystic Sect all fell silent, and the atmosphere grew oppressive once more.
Seeing the disbelief on the Immortal King's face, Ning Wangshu chuckled and said calmly, "I told you, even among Immortal King Sacred Arts, the difference can be as vast as heaven and earth!"
"Your cultivation is higher than mine, and your power is greater. But so what? A mere Immortal King First Heaven Peak cultivator like you has no right to act so arrogantly before me!"
Ning Wangshu's voice was calm and his expression composed, as though he were stating something trivial and perfectly natural.
His attitude filled the Immortal King with humiliation, shock, and fury.
He was a dignified