Venerable Ning Jing's gaze was cold as she swept her gaze across the four Yang God experts surrounding her.
She opened her mouth and said slowly, "Was your goal to lure me here?"
"In that case, who gave you all such confidence that you think you can deal with me?"
Venerable Ning Jing's voice was very indifferent, but it also carried a condescending tone. It was as if she did not take the four Connate experts of the Yang God Race seriously at all.
When the four of them heard this, they immediately revealed angry expressions, but they forcefully suppressed their rage. They did not choose to attack directly. Instead, their auras tightly locked on Venerable Ning Jing to prevent her from escaping.
They were waiting for Elder Sharp Wing to use his extreme speed to rush back and join the secret array. They were waiting for the secret array to reach its most perfect state and for a sure-kill opportunity.