King Ning was in high spirits. The anger from being schemed against and losing several subordinates had vanished. He stood tall and proud, wearing the air of a victor.
'To a powerhouse at the Peak of Qi Sect like him, those subordinates were merely tools. If they died, they died. Now that the Phecda Sword was in his hands and he'd put these self-righteous humans in their place, how could he not be pleased?'
If not for the need to maintain his dignity, he probably would have started jumping for joy!
"There were so many treasures in the vault, and Feng Xiao didn't make a move for any of them. But when this sword appeared, he snatched it immediately. Could this sword be even more valuable than an Ultimate Venerable Talisman?"
Instead of responding to the king's triumphant air, Nie Yun asked his own question.
