The other Nascent Soul Cultivators were first puzzled, then thoughtful, and finally grave.
The bald old man hesitated. "Could that man be Ning Fa of Cangyuan?"
"It is said that his Natal Magic Treasure consists of five lightning swords, and that he has a Shapeshifting Spiritual Beast with an extraordinary bloodline."
Upon hearing the name Ning Fa, the others immediately confirmed their suspicions. Their expressions all changed slightly.
Ye Ji stared intently at Ning Fa, her willow brows tightly furrowed.
On the central platform, Ling Yue had been quietly casting a spell. At these words, her tightly closed eyes abruptly flew open, and she slightly raised her head to look at the enormous water mirror.
A complicated, worried look flashed through her eyes, but she still let out a soft breath and closed her eyes again.
The brocade-robed cultivator also said solemnly, "That is right. He should be Ning Fa. That is precisely why I gave this order."
"Everyone knows full well the threat this man poses to Tianli."
"He is only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, yet he already possesses such strength."
"If he is allowed to continue growing, he will surely become a thorn in Tianli's flesh and a splinter in its bones."
"Therefore, as long as we can kill him here, even if the refinement of this Nine Divisions World-Suppressing Pagoda is delayed by several decades or a century, or even if its grade and power are diminished as a result, it will be entirely worthwhile."
"Although our Holy Temple had already made plans to kill Ning Fa, now that such an opportunity has presented itself, we naturally cannot let it slip away."
"As long as we can snuff him out in one stroke, some cost is acceptable."
"My true body has already briefly communicated with