"What... what did he do?"
"Fist Intent Origin! He drew forth the Fist Intent Origin!"
"Not only did he comprehend it, he even... even extracted part of its origin Dao Charm? How is that possible?!"
"The power of the fist mark Senior Brother Zhan left behind... has weakened!"
For the first time, intense emotion rippled across Ling Qingxue's face. Her beautiful eyes widened, filled with utter disbelief.
She understood better than anyone what this meant. This was not simple comprehension; this was directly shaking the origin of the Dao traces Zhan Tianxing had left behind!
If word of this spread, it would undoubtedly stir up a tremendous uproar in the academy, perhaps even directly alerting Zhan Tianxing himself, who was currently in seclusion.
Before anyone could think further.
The next moment.
Chu Jiang took a step forward, instantly crossing the Forbidden Zone that everyone else found impossible to approach, and arrived directly at another section of the Battle Intent Wall.
His index and middle fingers came together, and an extremely cold, shadowy aura quietly condensed at his fingertips. The surrounding air seemed on the verge of freezing solid, while specks of ice crystals emerged out of thin air.
"What is he trying to do?"
"This chill..."
Everyone's expressions changed.
"To plunder another's Dao is not my wish. However, since you left behind a fist to demonstrate your Dao..." Chu Jiang stood with one hand behind his back. The fist mark on the jet-black stone wall remained, but its blazing, oppressive might, which had endured for ten years without dispersing, now seemed to have had its soul drawn away. It had become dim.
"Then I shall return a finger to you, to show the vastness of heaven and earth."
With that, he swiftly raised his hand, his joined fingers like a