The ancient golden shadow swiftly flashed across the air. Huang Tingzi who was standing at the hilt of the sword had eyes full of astonishment.
Moments ago, Ning Fan had killed Gold Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm cultivators by just using his aura force. He could not believe his eyes when he saw that scene.
The white-robed young man who was usually calm and composed was actually such a terrifying expert when he harbored the intention to kill.
Yang Gu's eyes, on the other hand, were filled with passion. He had even more respect and admiration for his master's techniques.
"Even though my master is still very young, be it his pill refinement realm or cultivation base, he is among the top of the Rain World. Acknowledging him as my master is indeed the best decision I've made in my entire life!"
Ning Fan stood at the tip of the ancient golden sword, facing the setting sun. His ten fingers continued to perform hand seals, controlling the ancient sword.
