Chen Tang looked solemnly at Zhe Shaochong, sending a portion of the life force from the Yin Yang Talisman rapidly into Shui Qingrou's body, helping her swiftly mend her injuries.
On the surface, Chen Tang appeared calm, but his heart had already sunk to the depths.
Zhe Shaochong, who seemed only a few years older than Chen Tang, had reached the terrifyingly high Yuanwu Seventh Stage. Judging from the strength Zhe Shaochong had displayed, he was far beyond Shui Qingrou, at least above the Yuanwu Eighth Stage.
This was definitely a monster among monsters!
Previously, under the training of his thirteen masters, Chen Tang had been one of the very peaks in the martial world. Back then, Chen Tang had naively thought he was invincible, that his talent was exceptional. But the more he learned, the more masters of various kinds he met—Liu Changfeng, Shui Qingrou, Tang Yurou... Until now, Chen Tang realized how narrow his vision truly was.
Isn't Zhe Shaochong the real monster?