The gaze became sharp in an instant!
The wooden stake trembled, and the wooden post placed in the middle of the four suddenly appeared with a few cracks. Purple-black spiritual energy spread from the young man's body, and the terrifying aura made the faces of the three women present change.
Ying Ling obviously felt a bit unsettled. She sensed a hint of fear and unease from Jiang Feng, and a strange sinister air flashed across the man's mature old face. Coupled with his appearance full of wounds, it doubled the pressure on everyone's heart.
This was definitely not the movement of the Purple Cloud Divine Technique.
Among those present, only Jin Yuan could still hold herself together, her eyes flickering as she assessed the potential threat Jiang Feng might pose to her now, her expression full of surprise and even a bit of dread, but she quickly returned to normal.
It might not be a bad thing.
