CHAPTER 1576: Chapter 1576
Hang up
"Looks like your Wang Clan is really going to rebel?"
When the red-faced cultivator and his two companions saw the figures blocking their path, they couldn't help but sneer coldly.
"Which branch are you from? Hurry up and back off!"
A trace of anger flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he immediately appeared beside that figure. However, when he saw that figure's appearance, he immediately swallowed the words he was about to say, and looked at that figure in bewilderment.
"You, you are …"
Wang Yan's lips moved slightly.
After confirming Dongfang Lingxuan's words, Ning Qi no longer hid his whereabouts and removed his disguise. Although almost four thousand years had passed in this place, Ning Qi's appearance hadn't changed much.
Ning Qi glanced at Wang Yan indifferently. In more than three thousand years, Wang Yan had grown from nothing to something. His current cultivation was even deeper than the Great Sage Xuan Zhen back then. It seemed that Wang Yan had profited from his misfortune by using the God's grace to turn him back into a child. Otherwise, with his original talent, let alone four thousand years, even if he had eight thousand years, he would at most be equal to the Great Sage Xuan Zhen.
Ning Qi ignored Wang Yan. His gaze fell upon the red-faced cultivator and the other two. He said calmly, "You are cultivators from the Floating Mist Sect?"
"You are Ning Beixuan?"
The red-faced cultivator narrowed his eyes. He finally recognized Ning Qi. Isn't this Ning Beixuan?
"Is Ning Beixuan back?"
The various peak elders of the Wang Clan were shocked, but after the shock, there was a trace of worry. If Ning Qi didn't appear, it would be fine. At most, the Wang Clan would lose some money. However, Ning Qi's appearance today might bring disaster to the Wang Clan. They suspected that the disappearance of the Great Sage Xuanzhen had something to do with Ning Qi.
"Ha? He is Ning Beixuan? It's really effortless to get it! "
The two One Tribulation Creators beside the red-faced cultivator were overjoyed, but the Second Tribulation Creator, the red-faced cultivator, wasn't as excited as them. Instead, he looked serious. The Floating Mist Sect had come to the Wang Family many times in the past thousands of years. The red-faced cultivator was the strongest person in the Floating Mist Sect other than the Sect Master. However, he never planned to find Ning Beixuan at this place. He was only interested in the Wang Family's cultivation resources. He wanted to boil the frog in warm water and squeeze out all the resources of the Wang Family.
After all, Ning Beixuan had killed Lie Kong, who had just broken through to become a First Tribulation Creator, at the Flying Celestial Market. Not even Heng He Celestial King could catch him, let alone a Second Tribulation Creator.
Just as the red-faced cultivator was about to speak, the two First Tribulation Creators beside him had already reached out to grab Ning Qi. Seeing this, the red-faced cultivator silently took a step back, preparing to see Ning Qi's strength.
"Not good!"
The people of the Wang Family had a bad feeling. If the Creators were to attack here, the Wang Family would probably be destroyed!
A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. The immortal spiritual Qi in his body surged out. Before the red-faced cultivator could react, he was knocked unconscious by Ning Qi.
Dong dong!
The two First Tribulation Creators fell beside Ning Qi's feet. Wang Yan and the others saw this scene and felt both relieved and terrified. They felt relieved because every time they came to the Wang Family, they were extremely arrogant and threatened to destroy the entire Wang Family. They were terrified because they knew that these three were cultivators from the Floating Mist Sect of the Deer Gate Celestial Dynasty. The red-faced cultivator was even the Grand Elder of the Floating Mist Sect. His cultivation level was even higher than Venerable Lie Yang's. If the Floating Mist Sect wanted to punish them, the Wang Family would be annihilated in an instant!
The red-faced cultivator saw this scene and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes. From the moment Ning Qi attacked until the moment he stopped, he didn't see through Ning Qi's strength. He didn't sense any aura of the Power of Creation.
"Ning Beixuan, you still don't know that you are in trouble?"
The red-faced cultivator said coldly.
"I don't know if I'm in trouble or not. I only know that the three of you can't leave this place today."
Ning Qi said indifferently.
"What? You plan to leave the three of us here? Do you know who the three of us are? "
The red-faced cultivator was slightly shocked.
"What identity? You're just a mere Floating Mist Sect. I even have to take the head of that old fart, Heng He Immortal King. Who does your Floating Mist Sect think you are? "
Ning Qi sneered.
"Impossible! You're talking big. Who do you think Heng He Immortal King is? You can't even compare to a strand of his hair. Although you're the leader of the Alchemist Union, you're a sinner. The Alchemist Union won't go against Heng He Immortal King for you. The news of you showing yourself today will definitely reach Heng He Immortal King's ears. You're dead for sure! "
The red-faced cultivator looked at Ning Qi in shock.
"You don't have to care about these things."
Ning Qi sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery changed. The red-faced cultivator had secretly activated his Creation Domain and enveloped Ning Qi.
"Hahaha! Ning Beixuan, so what if you're strong? Once you're in my Creation Domain, unless you're a Triple Tribulation Creator, I can exhaust you to death! "
The red-faced cultivator's voice echoed in the air.
In the Creation Domain, he was God.
Ning Qi scanned the surroundings with his Divine Will and suddenly threw a punch. The scenery around them collapsed and the two of them reappeared at the entrance of the guest hall. The only difference was that the red-faced cultivator was on the ground, exhaling more than he inhaled.
Wang Yan and the rest stared at this scene with their mouths agape. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Ning Qi reached out and grabbed Wang Zhong, who was lying in the corner of the guest hall, and flew over. Wang Zhong's injuries were serious, and all the bones and meridians in his body were shattered. With a thought, the power of creation instantly surged into Wang Yan's body.
Under the laws of the Heavenly Dao, not only could the power of creation create things, but it also had a great healing effect on injuries. Ning Qi's power of creation, which was dozens of times denser than an ordinary First Tribulation Creator, instantly healed Wang Yan's injuries by 70% to 80%.
"Thank you, Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan!"
Wang Zhong knelt on the ground with a face full of joy.
"Go find the three pillars and hang them up. Also, spread the news that I'm back. I heard that you've lost control of the Mystic True Celestial Realm? Ask the other six Lords of the Mystic True Celestial Realm to come and see me, "Ning Qi said calmly.
Ning Qi said indifferently. After speaking, he turned around and left, not even bothering to pay attention to Wang Yan and the others.
A moment of silence.
"I'm afraid the Piao Miao Sect is not to be trifled with. Why don't we let these three go …"
Wang Yan said.
Wang Zhong looked at Wang Yan. "Master, did you hear what Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan said? Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan said to hang them up. If you want to let them go, why don't you ask Ancestral Patriarch Bei Xuan first? "
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