C20 Jiaang Lin's Aura

He witnessed firsthand the impact of the Flame Burst Fist on Jiaang Lin's body, yet Jiaang Lin remained unshaken. The rustling of his clothes in the air testified to the strength of Qi Yuan's attack.

"Hehe... I told you, your attacks are like tickles to me. They're utterly incapable of inflicting even the slightest harm, not even a scratch on my skin," Jiaang Lin taunted with a smirk as he eyed the astonished Qi Yuan.

Then, without missing a beat, Jiaang Lin declared, "Now, it's my turn to strike!"

In an instant, Jiaang Lin's aura surged, quickly reaching an awe-inspiring peak.

Everyone could sense the wild, almost apocalyptic force emanating from Jiaang Lin.

Overwhelmed by this power, Qi Yuan's legs shook uncontrollably, and a wave of helplessness and insignificance washed over him, draining him of the courage to even meet Jiaang Lin's gaze.

Jiaang Lin fixed his eyes on Qi Yuan, his hand slowly rising to his chest, transforming into a colossal force that seemed to overshadow the sky. To everyone present, it appeared as though this hand could shatter the heavens and reshape the earth.

The villagers stood in stunned silence.

They could scarcely believe that Jiaang Lin, whom they feared might fall to Qi Yuan, was now exuding a fearsome presence that commanded respect and fear.

In that moment, Qi Yuan's realization dawned—he understood the full extent of Jiaang Lin's terrifying power, a power that rivaled even that of his own master.

"Go! Get out of here now!"

Qi Yuan spun on his heel, fleeing at breakneck speed, shouting for his fellow disciples to follow.

Prompted by Qi Yuan's warning, they too sprang into action, each executing their swiftest escape techniques.

All the while, the villagers' gazes followed Jiaang Lin, their eyes filled with deep admiration.

Jiaang Lin clearly had no intention of letting the five escape. With a cold smirk, he watched them flee into the distance, his eyes sparkling with intensity.

Skill... Scout!

Jiaang Lin's vision extended over a thousand meters, making Qi Yuan and his companions appear as if they were right before his eyes, crystal clear.

In a flash, Jiaang Lin's presence soared to its zenith, and with a gentle push of his palm towards the direction of the fleeing group, something extraordinary happened.

The villagers sensed an invisible, formidable force emanating from Jiaang Lin's hand, pursuing Qi Yuan and the others as they fled.

Qi Yuan and his group were running for their lives, covering over a kilometer in record time. Qi Yuan stopped, a sneer on his face, and burst into mocking laughter.

"Hahaha... No matter how strong you are, you can't kill me!"

With a face twisted by hatred, Qi Yuan glared toward North Mountain Village, where Jiaang Lin was, and spat out his words venomously, "I'll remember this day's humiliation. When I return to my sect and inform my master, I'll accuse the stubborn villagers of North Mountain Village of withholding supplies, demanding my master's intervention. Then, I'll ask him to flay you, dismember you, and draw every tendon from your body!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Qi Yuan, we'll go back and bring our master! He will never let this insult stand!"