"Chu Ning, are you alright?"
Cen Zijin came to Chu Ning's side at this moment, asking with concern.
"I'm fine." Chu Ning shook his head.
Then, he lifted his gaze, looking at the remaining six Golden Core Cultivators around.
Jiang Cheng, He Feng, Yuan Xiaolu…
Each of them was looking at him, and their faces showed shock and vaguely, some reverence.
Chu Ning had just taken the attacks of two Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators without harm.
Even when several Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators found the Outer Celestial Demon to be painful, Chu Ning could severely wound that demon.
Thinking back to earlier when another Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator was utterly destroyed by the Outer Celestial Demon's attack without any resistance.
Everyone naturally realized.
Chu Ning's strength was evidently not on the same level as the rest present.
After a few moments of silence, Jiang Cheng spoke first, clasped his hands together with a bitter smile:
