"She, well, became an apprentice under the Great Elder Lan Tianyong of the Taixu Sect. I reckon that after cultivating for several years, the girl is almost ready to reach the Nascent Soul stage."
Crack!
Two fingers plunged directly into the floor tiles, relying on no particular skill, just sheer strength, forcing them in and then pulling them out.
Bang—
The stone slab, as big as an iron pot, smashed to the ground, kicking up dust, but it seemed more like it had struck at the hearts of An Xuan and An Si.
Given their current realm and perception, they didn't even think they had the qualifications to interact with such things. Only after hearing Jiang Feng's words did they realize that the path they took past the Yan Mansion wasn't the Qingshui Bridge.
It was the Naihe Bridge.
