"Nong Zidao disappeared?" Ji Ning frowned.
The other five Zifu Disciples were utterly terrified as well. Ning, with the assistance of the grand formation, was absolutely at the Wanxiang Adept level of power. The five of them weren't even enough to join into a formation of their own.
"Ji Ning, please spare our lives."
"I offer to you all of the magic treasures that I am carrying. My clan will also offer up magic treasures in exchange for my life."
"Ji Ning…"
The five of them were all begging, without any hint of a martial spirit.
Ning swept the five of them with his gaze.
