Hearing Heavenly Sword Elder's arrogant words, Ning Wangshu raised an eyebrow, then shook his head slightly and said coolly, "You think I'd kneel and submit to you? Heh. You think far too highly of yourself."
Ning Wangshu gave another contemptuous smile and sneered, "A frog in a well thinks it's seen the whole sky, never realizing it's just looking up from the bottom of a well."
"Someone like you? If I wished, I could wipe you out with a wave of my hand. Yet you're so ignorant of the world that you strut around in front of me, full of yourself. Pathetic!"
"Arrogant!"
Heavenly Sword Elder roared furiously, his face twisting with rage. He glared at Ning Wangshu, killing intent in his eyes, and said coldly, "I offered you the chance to submit. That was me showing you favor!"
"Never thought you'd be so ungrateful—and still dare to mock and insult me! Since you're so determined to die, I'll gladly grant your wish!"
"Boom—"
As soon as the words left his mouth, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from within Heavenly Sword Elder. It surged out like a mighty flood, pouring forth with wild abandon.
The aura was filled with an astonishingly sharp, cutting force, as if billions of invisible swords were howling in every direction.
Where it passed, the air boomed with a series of muffled thuds, while countless crisscrossing cracks, like sword slashes, appeared across the ground with sharp hissing sounds!
At the same time, he rose straight into the air, hovering dozens of meters above the ground as he looked down at Ning Wangshu.
He opened his right hand, his expression cold and unrestrained, like a true immortal descending into the world. His palm seemed to contain boundless power. Sword Qi could be seen flashing through it, crisscrossing