Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, the woman frowned and cast a suspicious glance over Lie Qianshan and the Immortal Kings of the Mysterious Immortal Palace.
Yu Wei, who stood beside her, hurriedly whispered a rough account of everything that had happened.
After listening to Yu Wei, the woman's expression shifted. She glanced at Shen Anran, then drew a deep breath.
Looking at Ning Wangshu, she said slowly, "I know what happened now. They were indeed at fault, but your methods were far too ruthless. You killed more than a dozen Immortal Kings of our Mysterious Immortal Palace. You owe us an explanation!"
"An explanation?"
Ning Wangshu scoffed disdainfully. "I already told you, they brought their fate upon themselves. If you want an explanation, you're welcome to ask the Spirit Treasures and Imperial Arts in my hands!"
As his words fell, the Fan Tian Seal returned to his hand.
"Insolence!"
The woman flew into a rage and snapped coldly. Then her gaze settled on the Fan Tian Seal in Ning Wangshu's hand. "Unless I'm mistaken, that is the Fan Tian Seal, isn't it?"
"To think you actually obtained this ancient supreme treasure!"
"Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the Fan Tian Seal is, its strength still depends on who wields it. With your cultivation, even with the Law of Heaven and Earth, the Three Heads and Six Arms Supernatural power, and the Fan Tian Seal, you cannot possibly be my match!"
Ning Wangshu sneered. "Is that so? Are you really so certain I can't match you? You've only just broken through to the ninth-heaven Immortal King realm, and your foundations aren't even stable yet. I doubt you have what it takes to keep me here!"
As he spoke, Ning Wangshu abruptly opened his other hand, and the Shanhe Sheji Diagram appeared in his