In reality, he had grasped the only chance of survival in a desperate situation.
The battle just now had completely unfolded before his eyes.
He understood Jiang Ning's strength.
With just Buddhist divine skills, he possessed the power to overwhelm his uncle.
As for the final methods, they were akin to the legendary Immortals.
Even now, he still couldn't comprehend them.
Furthermore, it seemingly rejuvenated his uncle's body functions, making him ten years younger instantly.
Such methods already surpassed his understanding.
He realized that today, if Jiang Ning truly wished, the Chaosheng Pavilion, with its hundreds of years of heritage, could be buried this evening.
...
Atop Chaosheng Cliff.
Chen Canghai straightforwardly handed over his Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill.
Jiang Ning took the snakeskin-like cold scroll from Chen Canghai.
The scroll felt heavy in hand, clearly no ordinary item.
"You are indeed straightforward," Jiang Ning remarked calmly.
