Su Mei was dumbfounded, that person really turned out to be him.
"Go!"
Ning Daoran waved his hand, and threads of the Golden Silk Sword erupted from his body. In an instant, they transformed into countless radiant beams, piercing through and instantly slaughtering every single Golden Core Stage demon cultivator from the Soul Devouring Sect!
In the blink of an eye, the mountaintop was littered with corpses, a gruesome sight unbearable to witness.
"..."
Su Mei's body trembled uncontrollably, struggling to reconcile the unimaginably powerful Great Cultivator before her with the refined and gentle Ning Daoran of years past. Yet, he undeniably was that very same Divine Doctor Ning—back then, he saved lives; at this moment, he took them.
"Divine Doctor Ning, you…"
Su Mei bit her red lips and walked forward slowly.
"You're grievously injured; rest for a moment."
