"The third Class A Paperfolk successfully entered the secret chamber, Jing Long's assassination Prohibition was a huge drain on materials, and was only sufficient for at most two kills. Yet now, all of it was expended by the Paperfolk."
"Senior Ning!"
Ji Ning wept pear blossom tears.
"It's alright, first retreat into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven."
Ning Daoran activated a trace of Nascent Soul Power, enveloping Ji Ning and sending her into the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven before his icy gaze turned to the Nascent Soul of Jing Long.
"You..."
The Nascent Soul gnashed its teeth in extreme fury: "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated, Ning, if you want to kill, then kill!"
Ning Daoran furrowed his brows.
Not long ago, he was groveling and calling him 'Senior' without regard for dignity, and now he suddenly stood firm. Did he realize that his death was inevitable?
"Enough."
Ning Daoran smiled faintly, "I, myself, will see Fellow Daoist off."