Ning Qi remained silent.
For him, there was no big issue.
It's just a matter of time to make up for it in the future.
The young girl's voice carried a hint of disdain:
"Do not assume I'll go easy on you, the True Martial Hall's assessment allows for no falsehoods."
Ning Qi replied earnestly:
"Bring it on."
As his words fell.
The youthful-looking girl across from him suddenly changed her expression, her previous playful demeanor transformed into indifference, and in the next instant, an immense pressure weighed down, as if boundless magical power filled the heavens and earth, causing Ning Qi to widen his eyes in surprise.
The magical power was even several times stronger than his own.
"What kind of special constitution is this?" Ning Qi felt an unprecedented pressure.
As if sensing Ning Qi's thoughts, the girl's indifferent voice echoed:
"I am the Immortal Yuan Body, my magical power is a hundred times that of others at the same level."
