Jiang Fan felt inexplicably confused and frowned, saying:
"Save your strength to kill the Ancient Giant."
He had no grudge against Chen Jing.
The only conflict was over half of the Soul Awakening Divine Nails, but it wasn't worth a life-or-death struggle.
"It's not up to you."
Chen Jing gazed indifferently at Jiang Fan, releasing the cultivation of an Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul.
Dirt and gravel whipped around him, shaking in the air.
Everyone in the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion felt a suffocating pressure.
Jiang Fan's pupils shrank: "Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul?"
How could it be?
The last time Chen Jing came to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion to pick up True Word Venerable, he was still a Five Apertures Nascent Soul.
Now he had suddenly leaped to the Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul.
In terms of cultivation speed, he was comparable to Jiang Fan.
Yet, Jiang Fan had undergone trials from Venerable Lianjing and had been infused with Spirit Rain from Wu Gou Venerable.
