The old man was no weakling. His cultivation was fully comparable to that of a Golden Core Great Grandmaster. The only difference was that he practiced the Wizard Dao rather than the Immortal Dao, so he had not condensed a Golden Core within his body.
But in terms of strength alone, even an ordinary Golden Core Great Grandmaster might not have been able to withstand the Wushen Blood Curse he had just unleashed!
Unfortunately, the old man had no idea that Ning Wangshu was on a level he could never imagine.
Although Ning Wangshu had yet to fully become an immortal, roughly a third of his body had already become an Immortal Body. The Wushen Blood Curse that the old man took such pride in couldn't even stir Ning Wangshu's protective Immortal Light.
Under the impact of that protective Immortal Light, the so-called Wushen Blood Curse wasn't even as sturdy as tissue paper. It was instantly swept away and dispelled.
Looking at the old man's dazed, devastated expression, Ning Wangshu sneered in contempt. "With such a feeble trick, you still dare to act so arrogantly in front of me!"
"Get on your knees!"
BOOM!
As Ning Wangshu roared, a terrifying force crashed down on the old man.
The old man couldn't resist in the slightest. He let out a muffled groan, and with a heavy thud, both knees slammed into the ground.
"You..."
The old man was horrified. He jerked his head up and stared at Ning Wangshu in disbelief, crying out, "How can you be this powerful? It's impossible! This can't be!"
He couldn't accept what had happened.
Fang Yiming and the others were just as stunned.
"Master... Master Wang was forced to his knees with a single shout. Th-this is unbelievable!"
Fang Yiming swallowed with difficulty, trembling all