"..."
A sharp and piercing scream unique to a young girl resonated through the valley, enough to spread out for dozens of miles.
No talent, just effort and sweat.
It felt like his eardrums were about to burst, the pain forcing Jiang Feng to cover them tightly. Turning his head, he saw the honest and sincere-looking Cen Zhuangzhuang had long covered his ears.
He understood his older sister better; in the instant she retracted her weapon and dispersed the fire, he knew what his cousin planned to do. This was what his cousin rated as a top Heavenly Rank Technique.
This kind of technique becomes stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak, its power determined by the practitioner's family background. Generally, if one is the only child of the family, its power can increase several times...
In fact, it might even be more formidable than a Heavenly Rank Technique.
