The Abundantly Skilled Bazhun'an! (3)

Bazhun'an cast his gaze over him, evidently still concerned about the opinions of the Spiritual Cultivators on the island, and left the conversation hanging.

He looked at Yan Wuse.

Under the magnificent power of Sanctity Revival, Yan Wuse's physical body was almost completely reformed.

His lower body was no longer an illusion, and even his head had materialized, the completion of which was marked by the return of his nose.

His mouth emerged, opening and closing, but no sound came out—only a series of low growls.

"Soul and consciousness have yet fully returned, but it shouldn't be long..."

Xu Xiaoshou stared at Yan Wuse, who was clutching his head, hunching over, and emitting deep growls, almost as if he was doing standing sit-ups while maintaining a solemn expression.

The Passive Fist was indeed not easy to endure; even the Three Emperors were severely injured by it.