"Old Master Tang, are you sure..."

Tang Zhennan's heart harbored a guess, his gaze fiercely trembling as he urgently spoke, needing someone else's confirmation; otherwise, he dared not believe the suspicion in his heart!

"Shut up!"

But before Old Master Tang could answer, a roaring voice surged forth.

It was Jiang Chen, who didn't even lift his head as he barked an order, his hands moving rapidly.

Everyone was taken aback, their heads turning in unison to look at Jiang Chen.

Swish, swish, swish!

Glittering silver, Jiang Chen ceaselessly inserted and removed the Silver Needles swiftly into Old Master Tang's head!

"Asking Heaven Needle Technique?!"

Mo Tianze's complexion changed as he cried out in astonishment.

"Is this the Asking Heaven Needle Technique that can give life to the soul?!"

"This kid knows the Ancient Needle Technique?!"

"This... He's truly a monster!"

Lou Family Patriarch and others exclaimed in shock, looking at Jiang Chen with burning eyes.

Martial Artists are all well aware of the importance of Soul Power, as a soul with wounds can cause one's realm to stagnate.

Lou Family Patriarch and the others were all warriors of the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm, and what they needed most was to cultivate Soul Power, because to break through the Barrier between Heaven and Man and enter the next realm, they must refine their souls to be very solid, and this step is also the most difficult, as the soul is fragile!

But if someone could heal the wounds of the soul, they could be bolder in their cultivation, allowing for faster refinement of the soul.

And now, the person capable of healing the soul had appeared before them.

This was not something that a Soul Nourishing Pill could compare with. First, the pill was troublesome to formulate; second, the herbs required were precious; and most importantly, although the Soul Nourishing Pill could enhance Soul Power and heal soul wounds, it could not heal all soul wounds.

The Asking Heaven Ancient Needle Technique, on the other hand, was hailed as 'With Asking Heaven below, no soul injury shall hinder'!

The crowd's eyes on Jiang Chen became even more luminous, as if they had seen rare and precious treasure, so bright that even the dark forest seemed to become clearer.

Whoosh!

Yan Hu suddenly rushed behind Jiang Chen, turned around to face the crowd, and unilaterally released a strong aura, enshrouding everyone within it.

The crowd was startled, instantly understanding.

Jiang Chen must not be disturbed at this moment, and Yan Hu's actions were to ensure, to the greatest extent possible, that all were under supervision.

Under the influence of the aura, even the slightest fluctuation of breath would be perceived by Yan Hu.

Although it was considered rude, Yan Hu didn't care about such things. As long as Jiang Chen was alright, everything else was negotiable. If the crowd disturbed Jiang Chen, even if it was Mo Tianze, Yan Hu dared to confront him!

Tang Zhennan frowned, glaring at Yan Hu, about to release his own aura to counteract Yan Hu's pressure, when a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Brother Tang, don't be reckless. At this time, if anyone shows the slightest sign of movement, they will be met with a frenzied attack from that Yan Hu kid," Ouyang Zhen whispered.

Tang Zhennan paused, looking up at Yan Hu and suddenly realizing that Yan Hu was looking back at him with murderous intent.

Glancing around, Tang Zhennan's heart trembled as he saw that Old Master Tang and the others were all looking expectantly at Jiang Chen, none taking any offense to Yan Hu's disrespect!

Taking a deep breath, Tang Zhennan's eyes complexly turned toward Jiang Chen.

He understood very well that the lack of offense from the elderly masters wasn't due to fear of Yan Hu, but rather due to their respect for Jiang Chen. They were willing to be under Yan Hu's supervision and endure this oppressive aura all because of Jiang Chen!

"Blood Saber!"

Jiang Chen bellowed again.

Tang Wanru instantly drew the Blood Saber and threw it directly to Yan Hu.

Yan Hu caught the Blood Saber and turned to hand it to Jiang Chen.

But Jiang Chen didn't take the Blood Saber; instead, his hands emitted a faint golden glow as he lightly pressed them onto the Silver Needle embedded in Old Master Tang's head.

Buzzing sounds resonated!

A misty yet pure aura radiated from Jiang Chen, and strands of golden-grey gas, through the connection of the Silver Needle, transferred from Jiang Chen's palms into Old Master Tang's head.

"This is... Young Jiang's Soul Power!" Old Master Tang's body jerked violently as he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Has this kid gone mad? He's only at the Semi Venerable Venerable Realm! How dare he let his Soul Power flow out of his body?" Mo Tianze watched Jiang Chen with worry in his eyes and murmured in complaint.

"What is he doing?" The Lou Family Patriarch suddenly sensed something was amiss.

Everyone was startled, then they all frowned, unclear about what Jiang Chen was doing!

At this moment, a force was wriggling back and forth on that short Silver Needle, but it wasn't directly entering Old Master Tang's head.

After a while, Jiang Chen's face had turned pale, and his eyebrows gently furrowed.

"You won't take the bait? Then I'll give you something else!" A cold gleam flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes as a layer of golden, glittering Dragon Force covered the Soul Power emerging from his palms!

Buzz!

The Black Mist coiling around Old Master Tang's head started moving, slowly drifting towards the Silver Needle. As it approached the needle, it suddenly sped up, enveloping the Silver Needle and starting to devour Jiang Chen's Soul Power and Dragon Qi.

"Young Jiang, quickly retract your Soul Power!" Mo Tianze shouted urgently.

Jiang Chen acted as if he had not heard, allowing the Black Mist to consume his Soul Power and Dragon Qi. His face grew paler, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Jiang..." Mo Tianze wanted to shout again, but then a sudden change occurred.

Buzzing sounds resonated!

A vast aura emanated from Old Master Tang's head, and a pitch-black shadow rushed up the Silver Needle towards Jiang Chen's palm with great speed.

Swish!

A cold murderous intent burst in Jiang Chen's eyes. He quickly reached out to take the Blood Saber from Yan Hu's hand and viciously slashed at Old Master Tang's head.

"What..."

Instantly, Tang Zhennan's face changed drastically, and he started to rush forward.

But the Lou Family Patriarch, Ouyang, and Old Master Tang simultaneously exploded with energy, restraining Tang Zhennan, while Yan Hu swiftly stepped in front of Tang Zhennan, staring straight at him!

As Jiang Chen lifted his hand away, due to inertia, the black shadow surged upward and collided directly with the Blood Saber.

"Ah! Bastard!"

A shrill scream came from within the shadow, and in an instant, it inflated into a Black Mist Serpent a zhang in length.

"What is this?!" Tang Zhennan cried out.

"Black Mist Serpent?!"

"Shikigami Avatar!"

"Eight-Headed Serpent!"

The Lou Family Patriarch and the others exclaimed, their eyes filled with caution as they observed the Black Mist Serpent.

Tang Zhennan's face changed, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be out of touch with the Flame Dragon Martial Arts World; everyone else recognized this thing. Even those two women had moved far away at the first sight of it, while he was the only one foolishly asking what it was!

"Brat, it's you again!"

The Black Mist Serpent swept its gaze over the crowd and coldly fixed its stare on Jiang Chen, who stood before it.

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