Ning Xiu gave a slight start, and his attacks slowed considerably.
"Looks like he knows a Second-Grade Human Immortal can only be reborn so many times."
"He's not a brute like Zheng Hai."
A few breaths later, Ning Xiu drew a deep breath and suddenly withdrew his divine immortal domain.
Yang Ling and the Azure-Faced Arhat Beast immediately lunged at him and unleashed a furious barrage.
In just a few breaths, Ning Xiu's face was battered and swollen, and his whole body was covered in blood.
"Impossible... Is that... the Azure-Faced Arhat? The Rong Martial Emperor's ninth son?"
The Eldest Princess could no longer keep her composure and cried out in shock.
"The Rong Martial Emperor's ninth son? She knows about that secret too?"
Ji Tianming glanced at her in surprise.
This was no ordinary secret. It concerned events from a very, very long time ago.
In the neighboring courtyard, Zhao De and Zhao Chongxu watched Yang Ling and the Azure-Faced Arhat Beast brutally pummel Ning Xiu.
Confusion appeared in both father and son's eyes.
"Father, did I misunderstand? Is Senior Brother Yang... really an old monster who's lived for ages?
"If I'm not mistaken, that's the Rong Martial Emperor's ninth son, who hid in the Arhat Temple and tried to resurrect himself, isn't it?"
Zhao Chongxu spoke quietly.
Zhao De considered it, then murmured to himself:
"Looks like I need to get some sleep."
Sleep? What does that mean?
Zhao Chongxu looked even more bewildered.
"What are you being so cryptic about?"
Ignoring Zhao Chongxu, Zhao De smiled faintly.
"This deputy academy head is no weakling. If you'd been facing that sword strike just now, could you have blocked it?"
Successfully diverted, Zhao Chongxu's expression grew solemn, and he shook his head gently.
"We're both Earthly Immortals, but not