"Bang!"
A black dragon shot into the sky.
The surrounding woods were instantly whipped into countless fierce winds.
That scene, akin to one that could destroy heaven and earth, was far more terrifying than the thunderclaps from before.
Lin Fan also took advantage of the momentum to rise, heading straight for the distant Yuxu Temple.
"Is all that severity really necessary?"
Zhao Jiaqi, lying on the ground, lifted her head and shouted loudly.
If it weren't for her tight grip, she too would have been blown away by the shockwaves.
"No wonder my dad said that this so-called assessment is nothing more than to establish Lin Fan's authority, that even he might not be qualified to step into Yuxu Temple. It turns out to be true."
Xu Zhi Rou brushed her hair, disheveled by the wind.
Indeed, this battle to establish authority was not as simple as it seemed.
"Establish authority... What does grandfather want Lin Fan to do?"
Zhao Jiaqi watched as Lin Fan gradually disappeared.
