Ning Fengzhi glanced at Ning Rongrong's stomach. If it started to swell, he would destroy it without hesitation.
Before Ning Rongrong knew, before Oscar knew, before any outsiders knew, he would quietly get rid of that bastard.
Hearing Ning Fengzhi furiously shout Jiang Chen's name, Grandmaster could not help sighing inwardly.
He had never expected that the six-year-old boy from back then would grow at such a terrifying pace. In just over a decade, he had led a force to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Fengzhi composed himself and asked, "Grandmaster, I heard you returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to ask about it?"
Grandmaster nodded, a bitter smile on his face. "By the time I returned to the clan, everyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already withdrawn to Spirit City. Only a few disciples remained behind to guard the mountain gate."
Then he looked at Ning Fengzhi, his face full of apology. "Sect Master Ning, my father aided evil and destroyed your sect. I offer you my apologies."
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand. "You were abandoned by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan long ago. When all is said and done, you are a pitiful person as well."
Grandmaster shook his head with a sigh, his heart filled with desolation.
The Army Reached Star Luo City
"By the way, where is Flender?" Grandmaster looked at Zhao Wuji.
Logically, now that Liu Erlong and he had returned, Flender should have rushed over immediately.
Ning Fengzhi said, "I sent Flender to the Star Luo Empire to deliver a message."
"What message?" Grandmaster asked in confusion.
Ning Fengzhi's expression was complicated. "Spirit Hall now has an army made up of hundreds of thousands of soul masters. They will likely launch a continental war very