Yao Yue's face was a picture of shock, brimming with disbelief.
She was dumbfounded.
Within Sha Chen Cave Manor, it was unexpectedly wondrous. Yang Jian, who had only entered a short while ago, had already made such rapid progress in strength.
Though his cultivation level had not advanced, the changes in his aura revealed Yang Jian's strength had soared tremendously.
Yao Yue was certain that, with Yang Jian having been in the cave manor for over half a year, his strength must have improved by an amount equivalent to tens of thousands of years of cultivation. This was equivalent to the increase in cultivation power he would have gained from tens of thousands of years of secluded, arduous practice.
Such terrifying progress was truly startling.
At the same time, Yao Yue also saw Chang E and Three Holy Mother, two women with whom she was very familiar.
Especially Chang E, with whom she was more than familiar.
