Upon reaching Zhenjiang, Li Xuan didn't recklessly approach but ultimately chose to observe the battlefield distantly from a small hill nearby.
"Indeed, it's worthy of Master Feng, Lin Ziyang." Jiang Hanyun looked from afar, her voice heavy: "He has successfully embodied the power of thunder through wind, which is already comparable to the strength of a Thunder Wu cultivator. His strong martial intent has already penetrated his soul. Even if it were my father dealing with this kind of ability, it would take considerable work."
Li Xuan was made worried by her words: "Will my older brother and the others be alright?"
