Jiangnan City.
A flash of golden light streaked by, and Ning Wangshu stepped from his balcony into the living room.
"Bro, you're back!"
Seeing Ning Wangshu return, Ning Ruoxuan set Laifu down and hurried over to greet him.
"Mm."
Ning Wangshu smiled and nodded.
Then Ning Ruoxuan couldn't help asking, "Bro, how did it go? Did you deal with that Holy Light Court?"
"It's all taken care of. There were a few complications, but they didn't affect the outcome. The Holy Light Court's headquarters—the entire God City—has been destroyed."
Ning Wangshu said.
"Complications? Bro, what happened?"
Ning Ruoxuan asked curiously.
Ning Wangshu immediately gave her a brief account of what had happened.
After hearing him out, Ning Ruoxuan looked surprised. "So the Holy Light Court really was no pushover. I can't believe it had such a powerful being backing it, one capable of summoning an avatar projection of a Holy Archangel from that so-called Heaven!"
"Yeah."
Ning Wangshu nodded. "Fortunately, I'm not the same as I was before. If this had happened half a year ago, I really wouldn't have been a match for that descending avatar projection of the Holy Archangel."
"I might not even have been able to defeat the Holy Light Emperor in God City!"
Ning Wangshu wasn't being unduly modest.
Half a year ago, he could only wield spiritual power equivalent to the late Nascent Soul stage. The Holy Light Emperor, on the other hand, had reached the peak of the Spirit Severing Realm even before summoning the avatar projection of the Holy Archangel Cales.
In the end, the other party had still been no match for Ning Wangshu, and had been forced to sacrifice his life to summon Cales's avatar projection.
But it couldn't be denied that half a year earlier, the Holy Light Emperor's