272 Demons 272 Demons In any sect, reaching the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment was considered top-tier elite disciple level.
Moreover, he was only eighteen years old?
The last time someone this prodigious appeared was Xia Chaoge of the Supreme Sect!
What was the story with this young man in front of her?
How did falling off a cliff make her bump into such a heaven-defying prodigy?
Her view of Jiang Fan underwent a complete reversal in an instant!
This person wasn’t just skilled in medical arts.
He was actually an unparalleled prodigy!
Where did he come from?
It made no sense; she didn’t know about such an extraordinary prodigy!
While her thoughts were racing.
Jiang Fan had already started to unleash his technique.
“Purple Energy Comes from the East!”
A dazzling beam of purple light shot out instantly.
With tremendous explosive power, it suddenly blasted at the stone door.
With a loud bang!
The stone door was punched through, creating a hole the size of a fist.
Unable to withstand the aftershock, it collapsed, filling the room with dust.
Yue Mingzhu was stunned once again: “An earth-level finger technique?”
Her hands, which had been crossed in front of her chest, unconsciously fell, covering her red lips as her eyes widened.
Earth-level cultivation techniques weren’t extinct on the Nine-Sect Land.
Some sects had remnants of earth-level techniques.
They might even possess complete earth-level techniques.
However, comprehending an earth-level technique was absolutely measured in years.
Without several years or even a decade of immersion, it was almost impossible to successfully master one.
Eighteen years old and already proficient in an earth-level technique.
Jiang Fan was definitely the first!
He was not only skilled in medicine but also exceptionally talented in martial arts.
Even his comprehension ability was extraordinary!
Yue Mingzhu was dumbfounded.
Since when did such an extraordinary talent emerge on the Nine-Sect Land?
She couldn’t help but ask: “Is your name really Jiang Fan?”
She suspected it was a fake name.
How could such an outstanding prodigy escape her notice as a sect master?
But she had never heard of the name Jiang Fan.
Wait a minute.
There was a disciple in the Green Cloud Sect named Jiang Fan.
However, his reputation wasn’t good.
The Jiang Fan in front of her was completely different.
Jiang Fan couldn’t be bothered to respond to her.
Waving away the dust in front of him, he fixed his gaze on the secret chamber ahead and said: “There are no traps.”
“Also, this looks like a secluded meditation chamber.”
Jiang Fan walked in, finding the secret chamber empty.
The only thing on the ground was a grass mat crumbled into dust.
Yue Mingzhu suppressed her astonishment at Jiang Fan and quickly stepped forward to take a look, finding nothing. She pouted.
With one swift kick, she smashed the mat into pieces: “What kind of Nascent Soul Great Cultivator is this, leaving behind nothing but dust.”
Jiang Fan sighed as well.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, a faint footprint appeared on the wall due to the dust filling the air.
“Hmm? There’s a footprint here?”
“Wait, there’s something within the footprint!”