Flap, flap-
The birds hidden all around took flight, frightened by the destructive power of the Martial Skills.
"So powerful!" Tang Yan was deeply shaken. He wondered just what standing the Artifact Pavilion held in the Northern Spirit Realm. A set of Martial Skills Shen Shan had casually given him could actually unleash such tremendous power.
Knowing that such a commotion would attract attention, Tang Yan put away his heavy sword and used Phantom Shadow Steps to race into the distance.
A quarter of an hour later, a man and a woman arrived in the area.
"Young Master Bai, what do you think?" the woman in a blue dress asked, looking at the enormous fissure amid the valley's scattered rocks.
The tall, slender man beside her stepped forward and carefully examined the traces Tang Yan had left. He said slowly, "There are no signs of a fight nearby. Someone was probably practicing here.
"With power this great, either that person was very strong, or someone was practicing high-grade Martial Skills.
"An expert wouldn't have so much leisure that he'd come here to practice low-grade Martial Skills, so someone was probably practicing high-grade Martial Skills here."
Had Tang Yan stayed, he would have been utterly shocked. This young man's deductions were accurate in every detail!
"You truly are exceptionally clever, Young Master Bai. No wonder even my father never stops praising you."
A trace of admiration flashed through the blue-dressed girl's eyes. With a sweet laugh, she moved close to Young Master Bai, her breath fragrant as orchids. "Roughly what grade was the cultivation method that person was practicing? Would he stand a chance against you, Young Master Bai?"
The young man addressed as Young Master Bai discreetly swept his gaze over the fully blossomed girl and smiled confidently. "The cultivation