"Little Feng, how are you?"
When the Wind-Thunder Formation dissipated, Yan Haotian looked at Xiao Yifeng sitting on the ground, his body drenched in blood, and his face showed a shock. Beside him, An Juntian's mouth curled into a cold smile, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Xiao Yifeng did not speak. His body began to shimmer with streaks of starlight, enveloping him as his wounds rapidly healed.
Boom!
A few seconds later, a roaring sound came from Xiao Yifeng's body, and a terrifyingly powerful aura swept out, instantly annihilating the surrounding void's air currents.
The wounds on Xiao Yifeng's body had all healed, giving off a metallic sheen, and emitting a domineering and powerful presence.
Whoosh!
Xiao Yifeng's eyes snapped open, sparkling with vigor, his aura resonant and profound.