Nan Feng's face turned ashen when he heard Xuanyuan Zhongtian's words. Lin Yawei, who had been in a daze, finally reacted. He let out a desperate roar and planned to soar into the sky and escape in front of so many Grand Unity Immortals. In the end, his Grandmaster, Tian Luo, personally reached out and grabbed him.
"Grandmaster! Save me! I won't dare to do it again! "
Lin Yawei's tears flowed down his face as he kowtowed to Tian Luo for help. He knew that Ying Zizai would never let him go.
Ancestor Tian Luo waved his hand expressionlessly. Lin Yawei's body immediately froze. He could no longer speak.
"Who has a ruler?"
Ning Qi asked with a smile. Everyone was slightly startled. Then, a figure quickly rushed in front of Ning Qi. It was a young cultivator, and his aura was similar to Ying Zizai's. He nervously took out a ruler. The ruler exuded a faint aura of a low-grade dao instrument, and it contained a hundred great Daos.
The power of the ruler was considered decent among the inferior-grade Dao Artifacts. He was only at the Perfected Golden Immortal Realm. He must have had a fortuitous encounter to possess such a Dao Artifact.
"Senior, can this do it?"
The young cultivator carefully handed over the ruler with both hands and looked at Ning Qi anxiously.
"It can."
Ning Qi received the ruler with a smile. He waved it around casually and felt that it was suitable for him. When the young cultivator saw this, he stood to the side happily. However, he stood next to Ying Zizai instead of returning to the crowd. One by one, gazes of jealousy and regret fell on him. Many people gritted their teeth and secretly hated themselves for not acting fast enough. Such a good opportunity had been taken away just like that.
It was taken away!
Tian Luo suddenly had a bad feeling when he saw the ruler in Ning Qi's hand.
"You, come here."
Ning Qi waved at Tian Luo.
"Senior, my … Eldest Senior Brother?"
Ancestor Tian Luo looked at Ning Qi doubtfully, then at Xuanyuan Zhongtian.
"Thirteenth Junior Brother, it's better to suffer some physical pain than to lose your life. Make your choice."
Xuanyuan Zhongtian transmitted his voice with a cold expression.
Ancestor Tian Luo took a deep breath and walked toward Ning Qi.
"Extend your hand."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Yes …"
Ancestor Tian Luo did not resist and extended his hand as if he had accepted his fate.
Pa!
The ruler fell heavily on Old Ancestor Tian Luo's palm, causing a crisp sound that seemed to be tearing the hearts of the crowd. Gradually, a strange expression appeared on their faces. Old Ancestor Taiyi, who ranked 13th among the subordinates of White Emperor Immortal Monarch, was publicly slapped in the palm?
The faces of Mo Ning, Ancestor Shi Long, and the others twitched slightly. Fear gradually filled their eyes, and an ominous premonition rose in their hearts.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
The ruler landed on Ancestor Tian Luo's palm again and again. Every single strike carried a terrifying force. Not only did the force cause Ancestor Tian Luo's palm excruciating pain, it also rushed into his meridians from his palm. Ancestor Tian Luo's face turned pale with every strike.
In just a blink of an eye, Patriarch Tian Luo's palm was swollen like a pig's trotter. At the same time, they also noticed that Patriarch Tian Luo's aura had become extremely unstable. It fluctuated between strong and weak as if he was severely injured.
"White Emperor and I are old friends. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your Master. Are you convinced?"
Just as Ancestor Tian Luo was about to receive another strike from the ruler, Ning Qi's ruler did not land on his palm. Instead, Ning Qi spoke slowly.
"I'm convinced. I'm convinced."
Ancestor Tian Luo quickly replied.
"Do you know where you've gone wrong?"
Ning Qi said calmly.
"I know, I know."
Ancestor Tian Luo was like a chick pecking at grains, or a naughty child, standing obediently in front of his Master.
"Then, you may leave."
Ning Qi said calmly.
Ancestor Tian Luo let out a long sigh of relief and retreated to Ancestor Shi Long's side respectfully.
The atmosphere in the hall became tense again.
Ancestor Shi Long and Mo Ning seemed to have a premonition as they exchanged glances with each other.
"You, come here."
Ning Qi waved at Mo Ning.
Mo Leng, Mo Xiaoxiao, and the rest of the Mo Clan's disciples felt their hearts skip a beat.
"I …"
Mo Ning looked at Ning Qi in horror. 'Am I really going to be slapped by Ning Qi in front of so many juniors?'
If she didn't know that Ning Qi was a good friend of Immortal Mo Xie, Mo Ning might have refused to comply. But now … after hesitating for less than half a breath, she finally moved in front of Ning Qi step by step and reached out her palm.
Pak!
Pak!
Pak!
Mo Ning's face turned paler and paler. However, Ning Qi remained silent and slapped her palm over thirty times, which was more than twice as many times as Ancestor Tian Luo.
"Step aside."
Ning Qi said calmly.
"Yes …"
Mo Ning lowered her head and staggered to the side. Although Ning Qi only slapped her palm, she was actually injured from head to toe. The terrifying force was still battering her body …
Two Taiyi Old Ancestors' palms had been slapped.
This scene almost overturned everyone's worldview. They looked at Ning Qi with fear and admiration in their eyes.
Xuanyuan Zhongtian was about to say something when he saw Ning Qi waving at Patriarch Shi Long. He thought that everything would be fine after this.
"You, come here."
Ning Qi said calmly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Everyone's eyes fell on Ancestor Shi Long with various emotions.
Especially the other two Taiyi Old Ancestors who didn't have much sense of existence, they were extremely scared. Does he have to teach every Taiyi present a lesson?
If that's the case, wouldn't they also be unable to escape from this ruler?
"Senior, this junior has nothing to do with this matter …"
Ancestor Shi Long tried his best.
Ning Qi's aura suddenly skyrocketed.
In the next moment, Ancestor Shi Long's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ning Qi, and then he obediently stretched out his palm. His entire body was covered in cold sweat because he felt as if he'd stepped into the gates of hell just now!
"Do you know why I slapped you?"
Ning Qi said calmly.
Ancestor Shi Long subconsciously glanced at Ying Zizai. 'Is it because of me?'
"It seems that you haven't figured it out yet. No matter what, my foster father is a disciple of your lineage and has to call you Grandmaster. However, you allowed him to be bullied, framed, and publicly sentenced to death. Speaking of which, you're even more abominable than the other two."
Ning Qi smiled faintly as the ruler fell.
Crack!
Ancestor Shi Long's arm was directly broken …
Tian Luo and Mo Ning shuddered at the same time. Then, a hint of fear flashed across their faces …
"Reach out your other hand."
Before Ancestor Shi Long could respond, Ning Qi spoke again.
"Senior, I …"
Ancestor Shi Long instantly felt wronged.
However, he still reached out his palm.
The ruler fell again.
Crack!
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