Soto, Seron, and Alice were all filled with bitterness, along with a profound sense of powerlessness.
They exchanged glances, struggling as they painstakingly got back to their feet.
But their injuries caused them all to suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood, staining the fronts of their clothes red...
"You... who are you, exactly!? Are you human, or a god?"
Soto gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure his injuries as he stared intently at Ning Wangshu, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Ning Wangshu looked down at him from above and said calmly, "What does it matter if I'm human or the so-called god you speak of? The dead don't need to know so much."
Soto opened his mouth, then fell silent.
But he was unwilling to die here. Drawing a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "The Divine Fruit is yours. We'll leave right now!"
"Heh..."
Ning Wangshu sneered. "Do you think that's possible? I already gave you time to leave, but you chose to court death! Now it's time to send you on your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wangshu suddenly raised his right hand again and pressed down through the air.
"Boom! Rumble—"
In an instant,
the entire Immortal Mansion began to tremble.
An immensely terrifying force descended with a thunderous crash, instantly bearing down on everyone present.
Feeling the dreadful power settle upon them, the people cried out in terror. "No! Please, no! I don't want to die!"
"Spare us! Please, have mercy..."
They wailed and begged for their lives.
Even Soto, Seron, and Alice—three of the Four Titans of the Underground World—were no exception.
At that moment, they truly regretted their choices.
They regretted not fleeing in time, like Morris, and even more, regretted thinking they could kill Ning Wangshu