"What was that just now? Such overwhelming power, so vigorous and majestic..." Zhao Erhu looked astonished. As a Dragon Elephant Temple Disciple, he was the most knowledgeable person present.
He instinctively sensed how extraordinary the "Thunder Method" Jiang Chen had used was.
"It really resembled some long-lost Daoist arts recorded in ancient books. It was so profound. If only I could watch it a few more times." Chen Xiaoyu looked covetous.
Coming from a family of Daoist practitioners, she could make out some of its intricacies.
Although Yang Chan and Tang Yi did not understand it, they were deeply shaken too. When Jiang Chen's eyes had vanished in a sea of purple light, the terrifying aura he gave off had made their very souls tremble.
Only Chen Xue smiled without saying anything.
A sense of superiority welled up within her.
What a bunch of ignorant bumpkins. I've already seen Jiang Chen's even more impressive techniques, and I studied them closely for a long time.
Of course, she had absolutely no intention of mentioning how defiant she had been at first that night, or how thoroughly docile she had become afterward.
"Everyone, be careful. A cunning, treacherous lame ghost escaped. It might follow us from the shadows and wait for a chance to attack. If you see it, tell me immediately!"
"Whatever you do, don't face it alone. It's far from ordinary!"
After Jiang Chen returned, he cautioned them earnestly.
The others opened their mouths.
They really wanted to say that it probably would not dare follow them from the shadows anymore.
In the end, however, the women all nodded in unison. "Yes!"
With anyone else, even a Martial Sect Disciple leading the team, they would definitely have treated that person as an equal rather than responding like subordinates.
But in