The explosion's roar reverberated through the entire sky above the small mountain village.
The remaining Control Guards below had long since retreated.
Although they did not know who this old man had suddenly appeared.
They could nevertheless sense that the aura of the cultivation art emanating from him was that of the Shang Family's cultivation art.
Thus, they all began guessing whether this old man was the legendary Shang Family Patriarch.
Shang Jing, whose condensing of essence energy had been forcibly interrupted by Jiang Liu, was not anxious in the slightest. Instead, he continued gathering essence energy.
Although he did not know what cultivation art the footwork this man had just used was.
The Phantom Stomp Jiang Liu was now using had probably undergone so many fusions that even the person who had originally created the cultivation art would no longer recognize it.
Much less the Shang Family Patriarch.
However, Shang Jing knew that this footwork could not be easy to use.
After all, the greater a cultivation art's power, the longer it would take to prepare.
And a cultivation art with such immense power that could still be unleashed instantaneously could only be of one kind: it had to gather the practitioner's entire essence, energy, and spirit for a single strike.
Thus, Shang Jing was not afraid that the person before him could continuously unleash such attacks to disrupt him.
He was actually afraid that the man would not launch such attacks to stop him.
After all, the more often such a cultivation art was unleashed, the less impact it would have on him.
After Jiang Liu unleashed that Phantom Stomp strike, the Shang Family Patriarch seemed entirely unaffected by its imposing might, leaving Jiang Liu somewhat helpless.
When Jiang Liu saw Shang Jing continuing to condense essence energy,