Thoughts flashed across his mind, and he stepped back several paces before halting.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Chen Canghai.
At this moment, Chen Canghai did not capitalize on the advantage to press forward; instead, he stood with hands behind his back, exuding an air of composure.
Then, seeing Jiang Ning's unchanged expression, a trace of surprise flickered in his eyes.
Although he hadn't used his full strength with that palm just now, he had exerted eighty percent of his power, unleashing it with both rigidity and flexibility. Even a genuine First-grade would still feel their Qi-Blood churn for a while after receiving such a strike.
Yet at this moment, Jiang Ning's complexion hadn't changed in the slightest.
Evidently, Jiang Ning had already dissolved the incoming force.
"Sure enough, he cannot be underestimated! No wonder the Immortal abode holds such apprehension towards him!" The thought flashed in Chen Canghai's mind.
