As soon as the burly man said this, everyone present felt some admiration. They knew that Ning Qi's methods were terrifying, but he had inexplicably stabbed White Bone to death with his sword. Back then, he had killed Jiang Wei, the genius of the Jiang Family, with one arrow. Jiang Wei was someone who had condensed 20 fruits of the Way! They still dared to provoke him?
How iron-headed!
Li Si, Bai Shengxue, and the turtle-riding old man of the Southern Sea all revealed gloating expressions.
"Hehe, including me, we are still short of eight people. Why don't we go together?"
Ning Qi smiled and said.
Tai Yuan looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile. "Very well, having the number one prodigy of the Ancestral Star to risk his life with me, what an honor!"
After saying that, he actually walked towards the bronze chair and sat on it.
"Come on."
Tai Yuan sneered at Ning Qi.
Ning Qi's eyes moved slightly. He slowly walked to the bronze chair in the center and sat down.
Seeing this, everyone had a strange expression. Then, they saw Ji Wuliu also walking towards the bronze chair!
"Something's wrong!"
Li Si and Bai Shengxue looked at each other. In the next moment, their figures moved slightly and each appeared in front of a bronze chair.
In addition to Ning Qi, Tai Yuan, Ji Wuluo, Li Si, and Bai Shengxue, there were only four empty chairs left.
Even the Grand Luo who had been unwilling to risk their lives had noticed that something was off. Logically speaking, would Ji Wuliu and the others be so self-aware as to sit on the chairs if there really was danger?
That was when the tortoise-riding old man from the South Sea reacted and snatched one of the bronze chairs. There were only three bronze chairs left, but there were still over a hundred Grand Luo present!
"It seems that this bronze chair is the real key to entering the Tomb of the God of Sin. Perhaps we are only at the entrance!"
"That's right. It's a pity we didn't notice it earlier. Still, with so many Grand Luo present, it wouldn't have been our turn even if we did …"
A trace of regret flashed in many people's eyes. However, they still had some doubts in their hearts. If the bronze chairs were really a Teleportation Array, why was there no movement even though nine people had just sat on them?
"That senior from the Yi Xuan Sect said that this formation is incomplete. Perhaps … we need nine people to sit on the bronze chairs in other places at the same time. Only then can we activate this teleportation formation?"
Li Zhangtong's eyes moved slightly. She felt that her guess seemed to be quite reasonable.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall was a little strange.
"There are still three bronze chairs left. How about this, this old man will take the risk and give it a try."
A Grand Luo native to the homeworld chuckled and walked straight towards the bronze chair. Ning Qi glanced at the Grand Luo's attributes and noticed that he was the Patriarch of the Mountain Breaker Sect.
"Hold on, hold on. Let me do this kind of dangerous work. You don't seem to be in good health. What if you encounter any danger?"
A slightly younger Grand Luo grinned as he stepped forward to stop the Mountain Destruction Sect's Elder Ancestor and headed towards the Bronze Throne, only to be stopped by another.
The situation was now in a stalemate. Out of the hundred or so Grand Luo, apart from the dozen or so who were extremely cautious, the rest were planning to fight for the remaining three seats.
Still, they retained a shred of rationality in their hearts and chose not to make a move. None of them was confident that they could remain unscathed in a battle between dozens of Grand Luo. Moreover, the juniors around them might be dragged into the fight as well. That was why they could only rely on their verbal cannons to persuade their opponents to give up their seats.
Tai Yuan frowned slightly. "Hurry up! Don't waste time!"
Ji Wuliu's smile remained on his face as if he was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he appeared to be very interested in the scene before him.
"Forget it. We'll just play rock-paper-scissors like mortals. Either way, both sides would suffer if we fight."
Someone suggested. The suggestion was approved by the other Grand Luo. Soon, their juniors watched curiously as more than eighty Grand Luo rolled up their sleeves and played round after round of rock-paper-scissors like mortals. Eventually, three of them emerged victorious and claimed the remaining three seats, including the beaming Grand Luo.
The middle-aged Grand Luo who had stopped him was defeated in the rock-paper-scissors game, and his expression did not look too good.
"Hold on. The other eight seats are occupied by Grand Luo. Isn't it a little inappropriate to let a Heavenly Immortal take one of them? What if it affects the formation? "
The middle-aged Grand Luo who had been defeated suddenly spoke.
While he did not mention Ning Qi's name, everyone present knew who he was referring to. After all, the only Heavenly Immortal sitting on the bronze chair was Ning Qi, and he was two ranks lower than the Grand Luo beside him.
"Not bad!"
"Indeed, it might affect the balance of the formation!"
The other Grand Luo looked at each other and chimed in. They might not have dared to provoke a monster like Ning Qi if they were alone, but with so many Grand Luo joining forces, they did not believe that Ning Qi could beat them all. No matter how frightening Ning Qi's methods were, they believed that there must be a limit to them. In the end, Ning Qi's cultivation was still merely that of a Grand Luo.
He was just a Celestial Immortal.
Perhaps today was the perfect day to test Ning Qi, since there were not so many Grand Luo gathered at other times.
"Little Friend Ning, why don't you come down and give up your seat, and arrange for the other eight Celestial Immortals to sit with you?"
The middle-aged Grand Luo grinned at Ning Qi.
"What if I don't come down?"
Ning Qi laughed.
The other Grand Luo chuckled and took a step forward, standing behind the middle-aged Grand Luo and looking at Ning Qi. Their intentions were clear. The middle-aged Grand Luo became even more confident, and smiled at Ning Qi. "Little Friend Ning, we don't want to bully the weak like White Bone, but … with so many seniors here, we won't be stabbed to death like White Bone. It would be heartbreaking if such a prodigy were to die here.
I advise you to be obedient and give up your seat to us old folks. What do you say? "
"You wait? No, killing you alone is enough. "
The corner of Ning Qi's lips curled up.
The middle-aged Grand Luo felt a dangerous aura engulfing him at those words, and was left rather shocked. That fellow actually dared to attack so many Grand Luo?
Pfft!
The tip of the sword poked out from the back of the middle-aged Grand Luo's head.
He then slowly sheathed it.
From the moment Ning Qi drew his sword to the moment he sheathed it, there was not a hint of smoke or fire at all, as if he had done something very ordinary.
There was a glint of amusement in Ji Wuliu's eyes. He had already noticed the middle-aged Grand Luo's Death Qi when he spoke.
Tai Yuan did not seem to feel anything from Ning Qi's sword, and maintained his cold smile.
On the other hand, Li Si, Bai Shengxue, and the others were even more wary of Ning Qi.
The most terrified of all was the old tortoise-riding man of the South Sea. He had thought that Ning Qi had cut off one of his arms because he could not kill him with a single stab, but now it seemed that Ning Qi had been merciful!
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