"Daoist Ning, thank you for giving your all this time and saving the lives of so many of our human compatriots."
Inside a grand and imposing hall, a black-robed old man clasped his hands and thanked Ning Fa.
Ning Fa did not dare be negligent. He immediately rose to his feet and smiled modestly. "You are too courteous, Senior Jizhao."
More than a month had passed since his battle with Ying Xiao, that Spirit Transformation Demon Cultivator. The retreating army had now crossed over a million li and arrived in the eastern region of the Chiyang Sea.
This was a formidable defensive city that the Tianshu Alliance had poured its efforts into building over the years, known as Zhenhai City.
As soon as Ning Fa arrived in Zhenhai City, Wen Yuchen appeared and brought him to meet this black-robed old man, who was none other than Venerable Jizhao, the First Elder of Taichu Gate.
At this point, Wen Yuchen, standing beside them, could not help asking, "Daoist Ning, was that Ying Xiao... truly killed by you?"
At those words, even the cloudiness in Venerable Jizhao's eyes completely faded away. Sharp light burst from them as he stared intently at Ning Fa.
Back when Ning Fa had fought Ying Xiao, there had been Taichu Gate personnel nearby. One Nascent Soul Cultivator had even secretly used an Imprint Pearl to record the scene.
Though they had already confirmed the outcome, they could not help seeking confirmation from Ning Fa once more.
The matter was simply too shocking. Even a seasoned Spirit Transformation Cultivator like Venerable Jizhao, who had lived for over two thousand years, found it hard to believe.
After a slight turn of thought, Ning Fa simply nodded. "That is correct. Ying Xiao was indeed killed by me."
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