"Boom!"
A towering wave was swept aside in one strike, turning into a torrential downpour, nourishing the mountains and rivers below.
This was virtually indistinguishable from real rain, eliciting a remarkable expression from Manjusri Bodhisattva and the White Lotus Saint Mother watching behind.
Even though Jiang Li might not be as capable as before in clashing with the Supreme ones like the Great Venerable, his strength must still be immense. It was uncertain whether he could confront a third grade head-on...
A few inconceivable thoughts flashed through their minds as they intently watched the figure who still stood composed in the heavy rain.
Jiang Li still held the Human Species Bag in one hand, the other casually hanging by his side, motionless from beginning to end but emitting an earth-shattering aura.
Around him, layer upon layer of anomalies manifested, gathering into massive vistas of azure skies and vast lands, making him seem even more profound.
