The middle-aged man did not respond to anyone else. He merely narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Ning Wangshu with evident interest.
He also wanted to see whether Ning Wangshu was truly that powerful—whether he could really disregard the full-force attacks of at least two people Above the Golden Core, unleashed in fury.
And suppress them on the spot!
At the same time, just as he had said, he was curious about the name "Nascent Soul." Had Ning Wangshu come up with it himself based on the nature of this realm, or had he learned it from somewhere?
If it was the latter, he was even more curious.
After all, throughout history, there had been no records of a realm above the Golden Core—not even in the countless ancient texts. How, then, had Ning Wangshu learned of it?
He had already decided that regardless of the outcome of the coming battle between Ning Wangshu and Ling Daoyi's group, he would ask Ning Wangshu about it.
If Ning Wangshu proved no match for Ling Daoyi and the others and was in mortal danger, he would not even mind stepping in for a while.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of responding, the others did not dare press him further. Still, they remained full of curiosity and doubt about what Ning Wangshu had just said.
"Even if Great Grandmaster Ning is confident he can easily overpower Senior Ling and Refining Soul Old Ancestor, he's still only at a realm Above the Golden Core himself. Where does he get the nerve to call them 'mere Nascent Soul cultivators'?"
"Exactly. From the way he talks, you'd think he's already above these so-called 'Nascent Soul cultivators' he mentioned. It's honestly hard to make sense of..."
As the onlookers exchanged uncertain glances, Ning Wangshu