Chu Ning's gaze lightly swept over the Nascent Soul figure with a face full of despair after hearing these words.
"You better not lie. You have witnessed my methods just now; otherwise..."
Qiu Qijun heard this and a bitter smile appeared on the face of his Nascent Soul.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, at this point, how would I dare?"
After speaking, Qiu Qijun took a deep look at Chu Ning.
"All of us underestimated Fellow Daoist Chu. With your methods, of the many Nascent Soul cultivators who entered the Void Abyss before,
even if they were unharmed, probably only those above the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul could truly suppress you."
Chu Ning listened to Qiu Qijun's words full of regret, his expression calm, without speaking directly.
At this moment, while diving toward the pool, he used Divine Sense to communicate with the giant turtle in his Spirit Beast Bag.
"Elder Turtle, do you think this person's words are credible?"
