Just as Third Uncle and the others all thought Jiang Ruoyun was about to suffer grievous injuries.
The enormous sand ball suddenly burst apart from its center. Yellow sand scattered through the sky, and Nine Abyss was flung backward into the distance.
This sight nearly made Third Uncle and the others' jaws drop. In that instant, everyone's eyes widened countless times over, as if they had seen a ghost.
"This girl..." Third Uncle clicked his tongue in amazement.
Fifth Uncle completed his thought. "Her strength is fucking terrifying!"
Sixth Uncle stared in disbelief. "Could that be an illusion? That man's sand ball defense—even you, Third Brother, would probably struggle to break through it, wouldn't you?"
Jiang Ruoyun had already landed steadily and caught the swaying Ruo Shui.
Seeing this, Lian Ankang could not help staring blankly again. What Third Uncle and the others found shocking was Jiang Ruoyun's strength, but what shocked him was her speed.
From launching herself off the ground, drawing her whip and lashing it to split open the sand ball, to landing back on the ground—it had all been done in one fluid motion. It was so smooth that it did not look like a fight at all, but as natural as drinking tea or water.
That was why the unconscious Ruo Shui had not fallen over. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ruoyun had caught and supported her again.
In Lian Ankang's view, if Jiang Ruoyun had not been rushing back to keep Ruo Shui from falling, the force she unleashed would likely have been even more terrifying.
Fourth Uncle cast a meaningful glance at the long whip in Jiang Ruoyun's hand. Though he was also deeply shaken by the horrifying force she had unleashed, having vaguely grasped the reason behind it, he was