At the same time...
Zhao Lingxu and Lu Canghai's expressions had turned utterly grim, their faces so dark they seemed ready to drip water.
They stared fixedly at Ning Wangshu.
They stared at his three-headed, six-armed form, and at the three Spirit Treasures before him—the Fan Tian Seal, the Xuanhuang Sword, and the Epoch Heavenly Stele!
Neither could understand how Ning Wangshu possessed so many Spirit Treasures.
Nor could they understand how, if Ning Wangshu was the man who had killed the Yuxu Saint Son in the Creation Immortal Palace, he had suddenly reached the eighth-heaven Immortal King realm in so little time.
And he had even unleashed power comparable to the Immortal King ninth heaven mid-stage!
Yet despite their bewilderment, anger and hatred burned even more fiercely within them!
"Damn you, you wretched thief! I'll make you pay with your life!"
Zhao Lingxu roared through gritted teeth. His hands frantically formed seals, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.
The Jade-White Ring that Ning Wangshu's Xuanhuang Sword had just knocked away immediately blazed with dazzling, otherworldly light. It abruptly expanded and hurtled toward Ning Wangshu to envelop him.
At the same time...
An overwhelming aura also erupted from Lu Canghai, even stronger than Zhao Lingxu's. Then, with a cold expression, he formed seals.
The Crimson Great Bell shuddered with a hum, releasing tendrils of terrifying energy. With a hiss, crimson divine flames sprang up and burned fiercely across its surface.
Under Lu Canghai's control, the blazing bell rang out with majestic peals and bore straight down on Ning Wangshu...
Sensing the auras erupting from Zhao Lingxu and Lu Canghai, Ning Wangshu let out a soft breath and murmured, "Immortal King ninth heaven late-stage. The other should be at the Immortal King ninth heaven peak!"
"I didn't expect these