Seeing Situ Feng again, his complexion had improved quite a bit, yet he had not returned to his peak form.
His previous injury likely involved his Divine Soul, otherwise, his aura wouldn't still appear so drained.
Situ Feng invited Wei Fan and Long Xueyi to sit down, while Zhang Xianlong, lacking the status to sit in Situ Feng's presence, hurriedly tended to serving tea.
"These beasts seem intent on killing me!"
Situ Feng clearly noticed the presence of Demon Monarchs nearby; if he were still at his peak, he naturally wouldn't be afraid.
But on that day, he used his injured body to severely wound the Black Python Demon Lord, delivering a blow nurtured over several decades, severely depleting his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, making it impossible to recover in a short time.
Wei Fan shook his head: "No problem, we came to handle this matter. Commander Situ, if you have useful information, feel free to share it. Xueyi and I will consider it."
"This kid…"
