This was completely unexpected. Si Lanyi and Zhongli Ruoruo hadn't anticipated it, and neither had the several King Realm powerhouses from the Martial God Temple!
By the time they regained their senses, Ning Xuan had already snatched the Storage Ring from Zhan Wudi's hand.
Across from them, Zhan Wudi clutched his throat, his eyes wide as copper bells and filled with indignation and despair. Even now, he couldn't understand why he had been so thoroughly defeated.
"Ning Xuan, drop the Storage Ring!"
The Martial God Temple's experts locked onto Ning Xuan, no longer caring about Zhan Wudi's life or death, ready to retrieve the Storage Ring at any moment.
"I won it fair and square!" Ning Xuan feigned surprise. "What, can't the Martial God Temple afford to lose a single Storage Ring?"
