"So, these people will definitely not let such a precious Spider God die here. They will definitely save it, right?"
Inspiration flashed through Ding Ning's mind and he suddenly understood the old donkey's intentions.
"That's right, that's what I planned to do. However, plans can't keep up with changes. He Xiang is here, so I have to leave first. Be careful, don't die here."
Old Donkey said vaguely and disappeared without a trace. No matter how Ding Ning asked, he couldn't get a response.
Who was He Xiang? Why was Old Donkey so afraid of him?
Ding Ning was confused, but he secretly raised his vigilance and carefully took precautions.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Thirteen figures wearing white robes and carrying ancient swords suddenly appeared on the scene, which shocked Ding Ning.
Although he didn't release his divine sense to avoid trouble, he didn't find any trace of these thirteen people in white robes in advance. It was enough to show how terrifying these people's strength was.
Taking a closer look, one would see that the leader was a white-robed old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion. He looked like a celestial being. At this moment, he was carefully observing the Dragon Lock Star Formation with a frown.
There were men and women behind him, old and young. They also stared at the Dragon Lock Star Formation with interest, and a strange look flashed in their eyes.
The thirteen people in white robes stared at the Dragon Lock Star Formation as soon as they landed. They actually ignored the battle between the Winged Clan's Patriarch and the Demon King Zi Que 'er as if that level of battle couldn't arouse their interest.
Ding Ning was secretly shocked. Where did these experts come from? The aura of the weakest people in white robes seemed to be not inferior to the Winged Clan's Patriarch who was a half-step pericelestial. Didn't this mean that the weakest of the thirteen people in white robes was a half-step pericelestial?
What was even more unexpected was that the Winged Clan's Patriarch and the Demon King Zi Que 'er who were fighting immediately stopped when they saw the thirteen people in white robes. They jumped to the ground and bowed respectfully. "Peng Guke (Zi Que' er) greets senior."
Ding Ning raised his eyebrows in surprise. This was the first time he heard the name of the Winged Clan's Patriarch, and it was also the first time he saw her being so respectful.
"En!"
The white-robed old man, who was the leader, had a placid expression on his face. He merely squeezed out a single syllable from his nostrils as a response. However, the Winged Clan's patriarch and Zi Que 'er were not displeased at all. They stood respectfully with their hands clasped behind their backs as if the old man's attitude was perfectly justified. Ding Ning clicked his tongue in wonder.
At this moment, Peng Tianao and the others had also slaughtered the remaining Monster Kings. Disregarding the bloodstains and stains on their bodies, they all went up to greet him with an extremely respectful attitude.
The white-robed old man ignored their greetings as if they were not qualified to talk to him. He walked back and forth around the Dragon Lock Star Array as if he was observing the principle of the Dragon Lock Star Array.
A middle-aged man behind the old man stepped forward, pointed at the Dragon Lock Star Array that trapped the Spider God, and asked arrogantly, "Who set up this array?"
Everyone instinctively looked at Ding Ning. Ding Ning frowned and stepped forward. "It's me."
"What kind of formation is this? Do you have the formation diagram? "
The middle-aged man in a white robe stared at Ding Ning and asked arrogantly.
Ding Ning was unhappy. He said coldly, "What kind of formation is this and whether there is a formation diagram or not is none of your business."
The Patriarch of the Wing People's expression changed drastically. He quickly raised his voice and said, "Ning 'er, don't be rude. This is the elder of the Crane Clan, the guardian clan of our Myriad Monster Territory."
The middle-aged man in a white robe's expression was gloomy. After hearing this, he raised his eyebrows proudly and glanced at Ding Ning disdainfully.
Ding Ning frowned and said with a sneer, "Guardian clan? Haha, what a joke. They didn't show up when the insect disaster was rampant. Now that the Spider God is trapped and the insect disaster has been stopped, they are here. I really don't see how they look like guardian clan. "
"How dare you!"
"How dare you humiliate the Crane Clan!"
"You're courting death!"
The middle-aged man suddenly pulled out the ancient sword on his back and glared at Ding Ning. He looked like he would draw his sword at any time.
The Patriarch of the Wing People's and the others' expressions changed drastically. When they were about to step forward to stop him, Ding Ning sneered and said fearlessly, "What? Am I wrong? What a great guardian clan. You're really fishing for fame. "
"You … You're courting death!"
The middle-aged man was furious. The ancient sword in his hand suddenly slashed at Ding Ning's head.
"Stop!"
The leading old man suddenly shouted. The sword in the middle-aged man's hand actually stopped abruptly, defying the laws of physics. It stopped at Ding Ning's neck, and the cold light caused goosebumps to appear on his neck.
"Clan leader, this brat has ignored the dignity of our Crane Clan. We must punish him as a warning to others …"
The middle-aged man said unwillingly. However, he suddenly noticed that everyone's expression was strange. They were looking at him with a strange gaze. He was shocked and his voice stopped abruptly.
He looked down and was shocked to see that a ferocious fang was pressed against his chest. With just a gentle push, it would pierce through his heart. He could not help but sweat beads the size of beans on his forehead. A hint of lingering fear flashed in his eyes.
Only then did he realize that the clan leader's shout for him to stop had saved his life. If he did not stop, the two of them might have perished together.
Perish together?
The corners of Ding Ning's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile. If it weren't for the spiritual attack contained in the shout of the leading elder, which caused his movements to pause for a moment, this middle-aged man would have been a dead man by now.
"Little friend, you're very skilled. Good move."
He Xiang's eyes flickered as he stared at Ding Ning and said with a hidden meaning.
Ding Ning calmly pushed away the ancient sword that the middle-aged man had pressed against his neck. He said full of mockery, "Same to you!"
He was not a fool. How could he not hear the meaning in He Xiang's words that he was cruel and merciless? Immediately, anger rose in his heart and he did not hesitate to fight back.
"How dare you be disrespectful to the clan leader!"
The middle-aged man had lost face in front of everyone. He immediately pointed at Ding Ning and shouted angrily.
"I'm talking to your clan leader. Who do you think you are? You have no right to speak here."
Ding Ning's eyes widened and he used the Eye of Control for the first time. His eyes were full of purple and flashed with a bewitching luster.
The middle-aged man's eyes were empty for a moment before he shook his head in horror and regained his clarity. He could not help but take two steps back and lowered his head, not daring to look at Ding Ning's eyes again. His heart was filled with deep fear.
At that moment, it was as if his life was not in his control at all. That powerful and undefeatable willpower made him feel insignificant and fearful.
Ding Ning sighed inwardly. His cultivation was still not enough. In the face of an expert whose realm was far higher than his, he could not display the true power of the Eye of Control. Otherwise, he would have controlled the middle-aged man's willpower and become a slave who followed his orders.
But this was also good. Although the middle-aged man's willpower had not been destroyed, the seed of fear had been planted in his heart. From now on, he would never dare to provoke Ding Ning again.
He Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly. There was a glint in his eyes. He released his divine sense to carefully observe the surroundings, but he did not discover anything.
In that instant, he seemed to have sensed a terrifying willpower that made his heart palpitate descend. However, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He was shocked and bewildered. He did not know if it was an illusion or if an expert was spying on him.
"He Nian, what's wrong?"
A beautiful white-robed woman with a face as pretty as a young girl could not help but ask curiously when she saw the middle-aged man's head drooping without saying a word.
"Uh, He Ling, I'm fine."
He Nian raised his head. His eyes flickered, but he dared not meet Ding Ning's eyes. He forced a stiff smile and casually answered He Ling's question.
Although He Ling was a little baffled, she did not think too much about it. She shrugged helplessly and focused her eyes on Ding Ning with great interest. She cupped her fists at him and said gently, "Little brother, I apologize for my bad attitude just now. I hope you don't take it to heart."
This time, it was Ding Ning's turn to have a strange expression. He looked at her in disbelief and said, "Little sister, how old are you? Did you call me wrong just now? I think you should call me little brother."
Ding Ning could not be blamed for saying that. After all, He Ling looked like a cute and beautiful little girl of about 14 or 15 years old. He did not like it when he heard her call him little brother.
"Hahaha!"
Unexpectedly, when he said that, everyone burst into laughter. Even He Xiang no longer had his sage-like demeanor. He was laughing so hard that he was rocking back and forth, unable to contain his joy.
He Ling's pretty face turned red. She held back her laughter and shook her head with a bitter smile.
"Little friend, this old man is thirty-eight thousand three hundred and sixty-two years old this year. Ling 'er is my daughter that I gave birth to when I was thirty-three thousand five hundred years old. I reckon that if she calls you little brother, it would be a great advantage for you."
He Xiang stroked his beard and said with a smile.
Ding Ning's mouth opened wide in shock. He looked at He Ling in disbelief. He was stunned for a long time before he murmured, "Oh my god, she's a thousand-year-old witch."
"What did you say? Tell me clearly, who's the thousand-year-old witch? "
He Ling's smile disappeared immediately. She put her hands on her waist and questioned him fiercely.
"Uh, you … Haha, don't blame me for the slip of the tongue!"
Ding Ning had wanted to argue with her, but when he saw her big eyes glistening with tears, he couldn't help but soften his heart. He forced a smile and apologized.
However, he was complaining in his heart. She was an old witch who had lived for 5,000 years. Her cultivation was also a Half-step Divine Expert. How could she cry so easily? She was too childish.
He did not know that the Crane Clan, as the guardian clan of the Demon Kingdom, had a long lifespan that other clans could not compare to. 5,000 years was an unimaginable amount of time for humans and a long lifespan for demons. However, to the Crane Clan, 5,000 years was just the beginning of adulthood, which was equivalent to 18 years old for humans.
Therefore, strictly speaking, He Ling was still an underage crane. She was equivalent to a 15 or 16-year-old girl. How could she not feel wronged when Ding Ning called her an old witch?
"Alright, alright, Ling 'er, he doesn't know the lifespan of the Crane Clan. As the saying goes, ignorance is not a crime. Don't blame him."
He Xiang was the leader of the clan, but he doted on He Ling, the youngest daughter of his. He consoled her with a kind expression when he saw her crying.
Although he had a lot of children, He Ling was the only one who had reached Half-step Divine Realm before she reached adulthood. Her talent was just average.
"Hmph!"
He Ling wiped her tears, pouted her pink lips, and glared at Ding Ning fiercely. Then, she turned her head away and ignored him. She looked exactly like a kindergarten child when she was angry. Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He Xiang shook his head speechlessly and ignored her. His deep eyes looked at Ding Ning and he bowed deeply. "Young Friend, He Nian spoke rudely and offended you previously. This old man apologizes on his behalf."
"You're too polite, Leader He!"
Ding Ning did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly supported him with both hands to show that he did not take it seriously. But in fact, he muttered in his heart, "The old guy changed from arrogance to humility. God knows what he is planning. I must be careful.
Although he did not trust the old donkey, he believed that the old donkey would not harm him due to their blood relationship. Therefore, he was extremely wary of He Xiang.
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