The Holy Grail, Ning Beichen would never return to Shen Zongting.
The foundation of these ancient forces is indeed not to be underestimated.
After Ning Beichen and Linglong rested for half a day, they were about to leave the oasis when suddenly an airplane flew in their direction.
"Ning Beichen, look quickly, there's someone above the plane."
In fact, without Linglong's reminder, Ning Beichen had already seen the figure above the plane.
It was a red-haired man with a sword on his back, without any protection, standing on the back of the plane.
When the plane flew past, upon seeing the red-haired man with a sword on his back, he actually jumped directly from above the plane and landed in the desert.
Ning Beichen felt a sense of goosebumps for some reason when he saw this red-haired man.
The man's eyes were like a viper's, devoid of any human emotion.
Before Ning Beichen and Linglong could get a clear look, a long sword burning with flames flew towards them.
"Linglong, dodge!"
Ning Beichen pushed Linglong backward with his palm and then stooped forward.
"Bouncing Annihilation!"
Ning Beichen punched the flaming long sword.
With a boom.
A burst of flames erupted, and the long sword returned to the red-haired man's hand. Ning Beichen retracted his fist, stood in opposition, and looked at him with a grim expression.
He was somewhat shocked that his "Bouncing Annihilation" earlier couldn't dislodge the sword.
But what Ning Beichen didn't know was that the red-haired man opposite him was even more shocked. This was the first time someone had managed to block his sword.
"King of Darkness?"
The red-haired man's voice was hoarse and low, revealing his age from the moment he spoke. This man, who didn't look very old, was likely quite ancient, perhaps an old monster.
"Shen Zongting?"
Ning Beichen didn't make a move either. This was an absolute formidable enemy at the moment.
"I am Yalisah, the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall of Shen Zongting. King of Darkness, you have stolen the Holy Grail and treasures of Shen Zongting. I am here to apprehend you for trial!"
The red-haired man said sternly to Ning Beichen.
"That depends on whether your Shen Zongting has the ability to capture me."
Ning Beichen replied fearlessly.
"Judgment!"
The red-haired man pointed his long sword at Ning Beichen.
With a rumble.
A red sword light flew towards Ning Beichen.
And before Ning Beichen could dodge, this sword light seemed to have traversed space and instantly struck Ning Beichen.
"It's not sword energy!"
Ning Beichen was bound by this sword light several times, immobilizing him. He exclaimed in surprise.
"This is Shen Zongting's Judgment, used to imprison sinners of the world. You don't need to struggle in vain."
Yalisah said to Ning Beichen with a cold laugh.
"Who in this world can judge me? Is it your Shen Zongting or your God?"
Ning Beichen was not flustered at all and looked at Yalisah.
"You speak so arrogantly even on the brink of death. Sever his arm."
Yalisah waved his long sword at Ning Beichen. This time it was a real sword light, aimed at Ning Beichen's right shoulder.
"How dare you speak of imprisoning the sins of the world with mere divine power! Who gave you the courage!"
Ning Beichen released his Grandmaster power. With a boom, the red light that had bound him shattered. Following this, Ning Beichen's "Bouncing Annihilation" punch shattered the sword light that was aimed at his right arm.
"As expected of the King of Darkness who was able to kill so many people from our Shen Zongting."
Seeing Ning Beichen break free from the restraint of Judgment, Yalisah remained outwardly calm but was inwardly shocked.
"It's rude not to reciprocate. Take this move from me too."
Ning Beichen pointed a finger at Yalisah.
The Grandmaster's Finger, seemingly simple, contained the supreme might of a Grandmaster within the finger light.
Yalisah felt the power of the finger light, and his expression changed. He gripped his sword with both hands and swung it. A four-winged angel flew out from his sword light and charged towards Ning Beichen's finger light.
"How dare a mere birdman compete with the bright moon!"
Ning Beichen sneered. The finger light seemed to come alive. While seemingly unchanged, it possessed a newfound sentience.
The Finger Light technique was not uncommon; many could use it. However, Ning Beichen had infused his own wisp of Grandmaster spirit into the most ordinary Finger Light technique, making his Finger Light technique no longer ordinary.
The four-winged angel was utterly destroyed by Ning Beichen's Finger Light technique, like a broken biscuit, unable to even resist Ning Beichen's Finger Light technique for a moment.
With a *plop*.
Ning Beichen's finger light left a bloody hole on Yalisah's shoulder.
"Holy Light Healing!"
A white light appeared on Yalisah's palm, covering the wound on his shoulder. However, it did not heal as he expected. Instead, the wound, upon contact with the Holy Light, caused Yalisah to let out a cry of pain.
"What kind of magic is this?"
After Yalisah used Holy Light Healing, not only did the wound not heal, but it worsened.
Ning Beichen smiled slightly. He had initially worried that his Grandmaster power would be suppressed by Shen Zongting's divine power, but now seeing that the divine power couldn't dispel his Grandmaster power, he was relieved.
It seemed this divine power was just so-so, not much stronger than his Grandmaster power.
When Ning Beichen opposed Shen Zongting, his greatest concern was that his Grandmaster power would be suppressed by divine power. Now it seemed he had worried unnecessarily.
In terms of cultivation, power, and foundation, what power, even of ancient gods and demons, could compare to the power of the ancient East?
"Magic?"
Ning Beichen sneered and said to Yalisah, "You are no match for me. Go back and tell Shen Zongting that as long as you don't provoke me again, I will not go after you."
"Arrogant! You know nothing of Shen Zongting's power!"
Yalisah let out a roar and swung his long sword. A six-winged angel swooped out, holding a long bone scythe and charging at Ning Beichen.
"How dare a mere six-winged birdman act presumptuously before this Grandmaster!"
Ning Beichen flicked his finger, and a beam of finger light pierced through the six-winged angel's forehead. The six-winged angel was destroyed before it could even reach Ning Beichen.
"You!"
Yalisah cried out, a look of disbelief on his face.
His sword was called the Angelic Sword, a treasure of Shen Zongting, capable of borrowing the power of angels. He never expected that even a six-winged angel would be no match for the King of Darkness.
The strength of this King of Darkness was truly terrifying.
"But do you think this is the end?"
Yalisah roared again, and a ball of divine light shone upon him, his eyes becoming pitch black.
He pointed at Ning Beichen, and the Angelic Sword flew out of his hand. As it flew, the Angelic Sword transformed into a giant twelve-winged angel and charged at Ning Beichen.