"Are you Chu Ning?"
"Indeed!" Chu Ning fearlessly looked at the six Nascent Soul Cultivators.
This answer made a glint of deep ruthlessness flash in Sang Pingnan's eyes.
Although he didn't understand how Chu Ning managed to rush over from elsewhere and hide underground, leaving these Nascent Soul Cultivators utterly unaware.
But Chu Ning, a cultivator whom he remembered had just promoted to Nascent Soul, could wield such Divine Techniques with the help of an Ancient Treasure.
This undoubtedly made him feel a great sense of dread.
Sang Pingnan knew well that, even with six Nascent Soul Cultivators, annihilating the tens of thousands from Jiuhua Sect was almost impossible.
However, this young man before them was certainly the target to be eliminated.
"Fellow cultivators, although this one wields an Ancient Treasure, he is alone. If we all attack together, we can surely kill him.
When that happens, the Ancient Treasure in his hand will belong to you esteemed cultivators."
