Ning Jiufan exerted all his strength, hurrying over.
Seeing Ning Zhuo safe and sound with all limbs intact, he finally heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
Ning Zhuo quickly ran in front of Ning Jiufan, his face still pale, "Ancestor, it was Yang Chanyu who attacked us! I narrowly escaped thanks to the Oil Slick and Smooth Talisman, but, but Zheng Jian…"
Just as he spoke, another Golden Core Cultivator descended from the sky.
"Zheng Jian!" he cried with a mournful voice, overwhelmed with sorrow.
It was Zheng Danlian, one of the second ancestors of the Zheng Family.
His Divine Sense swept across Zheng Jian's entire body, confirming that the latter was dead beyond doubt, his sorrowful expression immediately replaced by anger and hatred.
"Who is it, who killed our clan's genius?!" he roared, glaring fixedly at Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo quickly retreated behind Ning Jiufan, only revealing a large head to say, "It was, it was Yang Chanyu from the Bukong Sect!"
