"Ssst—"
The arc of light leaped dozens of miles in an instant.
"Boom—"
A faint sound echoed.
The scale armor gifted by the Water Dragon Sect, said to withstand the a Core Formation mid-stage cultivator's attack for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, couldn't even hold up for a moment against the blood-red arc of light slashed out by Jiang Hong before it was split apart.
"Wh... what?"
Ji Yuan felt a tinge of panic in his heart.
What did this mean?
It meant Jiang Hong's attack, whose power absolutely exceeded the mid-stage Core Formation, likely reached the late-stage Core Formation.
But he was clearly just a Fake Pill Cultivator!
A Fake Pill Cultivator's attack strength could rival late-stage Core Formation?
Damn it, is this the foundation of having parents who are Nascent Soul Cultivators?
Thoughts flashed through Ji Yuan's mind.
