Ning Rongrong had already reached the rank of a level seventy-three Soul Saint.
With a full set of soul bones and the blessing of Chaos White Fire, ranked first in ancient times, the Grand Elder's mere Soul Douluo cultivation was hardly worth mentioning.
Even a Titled Douluo could not have crushed Ning Rongrong with sheer pressure.
"Insolent girl! You dare strut around the Zhu Family throwing your weight about? You're courting death!"
A burly man standing on the Grand Elder's side shouted a rebuke and immediately attacked.
His Hell Spirit Cat possessed him in an instant, turning his hands into sharp feline claws as he lunged at Ning Rongrong with astonishing speed.
"Hmph, you're nothing but a cat!"
Ning Rongrong ignored the burly man charging at her and even turned her back on him.
It was an insult delivered without a word.
Buzz!
Just as the man was about to touch Ning Rongrong, the sound of a sword leaving its sheath rang out from her.
The Emperor Seven Kill Sword appeared, and a streak of sword intent flashed past.
The burly man froze in his charging posture. The light gradually faded from his eyes before he crashed to the ground.
A horrific wound had opened in his chest.
Even his heart had been shredded.
"You killed a member of the Zhu Family in our own home! If I don't kill you today, how can the Zhu Family ever hold its head high again?"
"Does the Zhu Family have any dignity to begin with? The dignity you earned by selling out your own daughters?"
Ning Rongrong showed no fear whatsoever. Her retort turned the Grand Elder's face livid, yet he did not dare attack rashly.
Even he had felt the terrifying sword intent emanating from the Emperor Seven Kill Sword.
"Grand