The sword floated in the air and slowly stabbed toward the expert's forehead with terrifying flames.
"Reporting!"
As this voice sounded, a man who looked like a servant hurried into the hall.
Upon seeing who it was, Venerable Ning Jing frowned slightly. With a wave of her hand, she scattered the sword floating in the air and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"
The sword was about to pierce through the space between his eyebrows and the terrifying flames were about to reach him, but they disappeared at this moment. As a result, the Yang God expert who was bound by the chains suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. He felt like he had survived a calamity.
When the servant who had just entered heard this, he bowed slightly and said respectfully to the throne, "Venerable."
"Grandmaster Wu Shuang has returned from Cang City. She said that she has something to ask of you."