"They've really come?" Jiang Yan's beautiful eyes trembled violently, as if a tranquil lake surface had been disrupted by a large stone, stirring waves of panic.
An ominous premonition rushed into her heart like a surging tide, quickly overwhelming her and draining all the color from her originally delicate and charming face, leaving it as pale as paper.
Her petite body couldn't help but shiver, betraying her inner terror.
She knew well that Chen Nan was extraordinarily strong.
But at this moment, with the adversaries approaching aggressively and still hidden in the shadows, she didn't know whether Chen Nan could defeat them.
"With the Daoist here, what's there to fear?"
A meaningful smile appeared on Chen Nan's face.
Since stepping into the Qi Refining Stage Third Layer, his powers had transformed and enhanced dramatically, like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon.
Now.
Ordinary opponents were no more than ants in his eyes, barely even arousing his interest to strike.
