Several incomparably refined strands of Sword Qi sliced through the void, reminiscent of lasers or bullets.
They struck precisely at the shadow avatars just summoned by the Saint Ancestor, instantly annihilating them all.
Ning Qi reappeared in front of the Sword Ancestor in a flash.
"I said, I'll handle him."
Ning Qi glanced back at Zhao Yujun.
This glance instantly halted Zhao Yujun, who was preparing to confront the Saint Ancestor's avatar herself.
She stared at Ning Qi's back, a strong sense of reassurance deeply imprinting his silhouette in her memory.
Beside them, Gong Tiandao, upon seeing Ning Qi break free, breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, as long as Ning Qi was there, he could be a bit more at ease.
If he had to fight Jiang Yingchu alone, he wouldn't have much confidence.
It's not that he feared Jiang Yingchu, but losing an ally against the Saint Ancestor's avatar truly unnerved him.
