Nie Tian looked at the person in front of him. His gaze instantly turned gloomy, and a cold intent surged in his eyes.
Ning Zifeng's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Nie Tian. He seemed somewhat vigilant, and his expression was very ugly.
Nie Tian already knew that he wanted to kill Ning Ziyu. If it weren't for Nie Tian, Ning Ziyu would have already died in his hands.
He didn't expect that Nie Tian and Ning Ziyu would actually come back at this time.
"Ziyu!" At this moment, a slightly excited voice rang out. Then, a figure rushed out from the hall. The instant he saw Ning Ziyu, his eyes blazed with excitement.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. It was a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes. He looked elegant and dignified, but his loss of composure made him lack the dignity that he should have.
"Father." Ning Ziyu looked at the middle-aged man and couldn't help but call out in a low voice.
This middle-aged man was none other than her father, the president of the Thousand Treasures Chamber of Commerce's Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue's branch, Ning Mingyuan.
"Ziyu, are you alright? Where have you been all this time? " Ning Mingyuan recovered slightly, and his eyes darkened. Although he was angry, his tone revealed unconcealable concern.
"I'm fine." Ning Ziyu nodded slightly. She looked very sad and said, "I'm sorry, Father. I came back late."
"It's good that you're back." Ning Mingyuan nodded solemnly. Although he sounded relaxed, he couldn't conceal the disappointment in his heart.
He was originally very optimistic about Ning Ziyu and hoped that she could pass the clan's selection and enter a higher world.
Ning Ziyu was very young and talented. If she could enter a higher world, it would undoubtedly be very beneficial for her future cultivation.
Unfortunately, she came back too late. The clan's selection had already ended, and she didn't know when such an opportunity would come again.
At this moment, Ning Zifeng suddenly pointed at Nie Tian and said fiercely, "Father, it's this brat who kidnapped Nineteenth Sister!"
"Hmm?" Nie Tian frowned and his face darkened. His eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Ning Zifeng wanted to kill Ning Ziyu, but now he was framing Nie Tian, saying that Nie Tian had kidnapped Ning Ziyu. How could Nie Tian not be angry?
"You kidnapped my daughter and still dare to appear in the Ning Family. Brat, you really have guts!" Ning Mingyuan abruptly stared at Nie Tian. His expression darkened as a cold killing intent could be seen in his eyes. His entire body's Qi gushed forth violently, causing the surrounding space to tremble. After which, his Qi gushed towards Nie Tian.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed and his expression changed again. He didn't dodge. Instead, he took a step forward, and the bluestone floor under his feet shattered. A surge of sword aura surged out and directly shattered Ning Mingyuan's aura.
"Hmm?" Ning Mingyuan was hit by the impact and his figure retreated. After stabilizing himself, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He looked at Nie Tian with an unconcealable shock.
He didn't expect Nie Tian's strength to be so strong that he could directly shatter his aura.
One should know that he was a Heavenly Mandate Ninth Tier Saint Master, while Nie Tian was only at the Heavenly Mandate Eighth Tier. How could Nie Tian block his aura?
"Nie Tian, your strength is actually …" At this moment, Ning Zifeng looked at Nie Tian and couldn't help but exclaim. His eyes trembled as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He was so scared that he couldn't even speak.
"Zifeng, what's wrong?" Ning Mingyuan's expression darkened when he saw Ning Zifeng's reaction. He asked with a gloomy expression.
"F-Father, his strength …" Ning Zifeng pointed at Nie Tian. His eyes were trembling and his teeth were chattering. He couldn't speak at all.
Ning Mingyuan frowned and his expression became even gloomier. He looked at Nie Tian with a hint of doubt.
Nie Tian looked very young, but he had the cultivation of the Heavenly Mandate Eighth Tier. His talent was indeed shocking.
However, this kind of talent shouldn't have frightened Ning Zifeng to the point where he couldn't speak.
"Why? Did my strength scare you?" At this moment, Nie Tian took a step forward and said to Ning Zifeng with a faint smile.
"You … Impossible!" Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled. He actually took a few steps back subconsciously and exclaimed, "You can't be so strong! Absolutely impossible! "
"Zifeng, what's wrong?" Ning Mingyuan's expression darkened when he saw that Ning Zifeng was losing control.
At this moment, the others in the hall also walked out.
There were a few young warriors among them. They were quite strong and should be the geniuses of the Ning Clan's new generation.
A warrior in green with a folding fan in his hand caught Nie Tian's attention. That person looked to be only around 20 years old. His actual age should be very young as well, but he was actually a Heavenly Mandate First Tier Saint Master. His talent could be seen from this.
Apart from that, there was also a grey-robed elder with a vigorous aura. He was actually not weaker than the Demonic Moon Sky Wolf's Wolf Emperor. He should be a Saint Lord Tianyi.
At this moment, these people all looked at Ning Zifeng. They didn't know why the latter was acting so strangely.
"Father, this kid is called Nie Tian. The last time I saw him, he was only at the Heavenly Mandate First Tier. But now, he's already at the Heavenly Mandate Eighth Tier." Ning Zifeng forced himself to calm down and said with a trembling voice.
"Hmm?" Ning Mingyuan frowned and his expression stiffened. The way he looked at Nie Tian had obviously changed. He asked in a deep voice, "Zifeng, when was the last time you saw him?"
"One, more than a month ago." Ning Zifeng's eyes trembled. He seemed to be a little uncertain, or perhaps he was too nervous.
"A month!" Ning Mingyuan's eyes suddenly narrowed when he heard this. His face actually revealed some unconcealable fear.
A warrior actually rose from the Heavenly Mandate First Tier to the Heavenly Mandate Eighth Tier in a month. Was this really possible?
Ning Mingyuan had heard that even the peak geniuses of the high-ranked Sacred World needed several years or even decades to reach the Heavenly Mandate Realm.
But this silver-haired warrior in front of him only used a month. How could he believe this?
Unless Nie Tian had an amazing encounter and obtained some kind of inherited power.
However, any warrior who obtained the power of inheritance had to go into seclusion to cultivate.
Right now, Nie Tian's aura was steady and his realm was stable. He didn't seem like a warrior whose strength rose instantly.
On the other hand, the aura of the two people behind him was a little unstable. It seemed that after their strength soared, their martial bodies couldn't keep up.
In short, Ning Mingyuan couldn't believe that Nie Tian could raise his strength from the Heavenly Mandate First Tier to the Heavenly Mandate Eighth Tier in a month.
"Ning Zifeng, this kid can raise his strength by seven tiers in a month? Are you kidding me?" At this moment, the green-robed cultivator holding the folding fan who had been silent all this while suddenly spoke. His voice was deep and his eyes were filled with disdain.
Obviously, he also didn't believe that Nie Tian could raise his strength so quickly.
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