Finally!
After Jiang Dao unleashed dozens of Wind Thunder Poison Sand Palms in succession, the woman in the white dress could no longer endure. Filled with the terrifying aura of thunderfire, her body rapidly disintegrated into fragments at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With a crash, the woman in white died completely, reduced to ashes.
An enormous crater appeared where she had stood, its cracks crisscrossing over an area four or five meters wide.
From within the crater, waves of terrifying scorching heat continuously billowed outward.
Jiang Dao's massive, burly body instantly straightened. Muscles bulged all over him, blue veins stood out, and his body gleamed with a metallic luster. His black hair hung loose around him, making him look indescribably savage and terrifying.
Everyone in the Jiang residence was utterly horrified.
Was the Jiang Dao before them truly their eldest young master?
He no longer looked human in the slightest.
Jiang Dao now stood nearly two and a half meters tall.
A savage aura radiated from every inch of his body.
His palm alone was as large as an adult's head. A casual sweep from it could probably smash someone's skull to pieces.
Even Pang Lin felt incomparably small when facing Jiang Dao.
"Hall Master!"
Guo Dutian and the others suddenly rushed over from the front courtyard, crying out in shock.
Jiang Dao glanced back at them. His body swiftly shrank back to normal, and he walked toward Jiang Dalong and the others.
"Father, how are you all?"
"Dao'er, y-you... are you really Dao'er?"
Jiang Dalong asked in horror, his lips dry.
"That's right. I encountered a few fortuitous opportunities. It's nothing much."
Jiang Dao spoke.
Only then did Jiang Dalong feel the stabbing pain in his arm. He let out a muffled groan, his face turning