Zi Lan was completely unable to fathom the astonishing, heaven-sent talent Shen Lang displayed in the Martial Arts.
What was even more terrifying, however, was his ability to effortlessly control the entire situation. With every move, as if playing a game of chess, he already held his enemies' lives in his hands.
Even some of the older-generation experts within the Profound Dao Sect likely lacked such methods.
This wasn't comprehension of the Martial Arts, nor was it martial talent. It was a profound wisdom, the kind born from the passage of countless years.
And yet, this young man was only sixteen or seventeen…
If he had truly wished it, even that expert at the Qi Martial Realm Eighth Heaven would have had no chance of escape!
As for Yao Chengjie, Shen Lang had simply chosen to let him live…
From the first moment she laid eyes on him, Zi Lan knew this young man was extraordinary. Now, she found him even more difficult to comprehend, utterly unfathomable.
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