On the western side of the Shang Clan Manor, Shang Jian and Xu Huizhu stared into the skies and watched as the giant spear slowly dissipated. Even though it was gone, their gazes were still stuck in the air. 

The two of them were experts who had entered the Martial Intent Realm for a long time and they were well aware of the power contained in the strike.

“How long has it been?! Not only did he learn how to manipulate the heaven and earth qi in the air, his inner qi seems extremely pure! Is the inheritance of your Shang Clan really so terrifying?” Xu Huizhu asked with a trace of trepidation in her voice.

Still looking in the direction of the giant spear, a complicated emotion flashed across Shang Jian’s face. “Everyone has their secrets. Maybe he’s extremely suited to cultivate our Shang Clan’s secret art.” 

Turning to look at Shang Jian, Xu Huizhu whispered, “Are you regretting what you did?” 

“In the past, I had the chance to accept our clan’s inheritance...