Jiang Man stood before the Ancient Temple, looking at the two gravely wounded men in black robes.
He crouched down and deftly searched both men.
Twenty thousand Spirit Sources.
Better than nothing.
"Don't look at me like that." Seeing the terror in their eyes, Jiang Man could not help reassuring them. "It's normal that you can't beat me. It's normal that you can't withstand even one move from me.
"There's no need for fear or shame.
"Because even the strongest person at my level has only one road left when facing me: destruction.
"You have every reason to be proud.
"Besides, you aren't even at my level.
"I'm taking a little loss here, fighting you above my level."
The others following behind arrived just in time to hear this. They opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but did not know what to say, their expressions complicated. Just then, one of the Black-Robed Men on the ground suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and resentful. "You aren't invincible here. Plenty of people have higher cultivation than you." Jiang Man was not surprised.
It made perfect sense for the Evil God's people to have higher cultivation than him.
But he was curious which Evil God they served.
After a moment's thought, Jiang Man lowered his eyes to the Black-Robed Man and asked, "Which Evil God is behind you? The Moon God or the Water God?" "The Bai Family." The Black-Robed Man gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Do you know how powerful our Bai Family is?"
Jiang Man nodded slightly, his expression calm. "I do. In that case, it's the Water God."
Jiang Man asked no further questions. After dealing with the two men, he stood at the Ancient Temple's entrance.
The Ancient Temple's eaves were rather low, and two faded lanterns