Ning Zhongqi suddenly noticed this and asked curiously.

"Yes, my injury has healed.

Now in the entire Eastern Wasteland, except for the old dragon from the demon clan, all the other masters are not in my eyes."

Xuangui said calmly, with the demeanor of a master, and his words seemed extremely confident.

"Thank God, our Ziwei sect's guardian beast has finally returned!"

Ning Zhongqi was very happy.

"Senior Xuangui, you are worthy of being the patron saint of our Ziwei Sect. With you here, no one can bully our Ziwei Sect."

Ning Zhongqi said.

"It's all because of that boy Su Fei. If it weren't for him, I would still be buried in the swamp behind the mountain, sleeping hard."

Xuangui said.

"If I'm not mistaken, Elder Ning, your physical injuries have completely healed and you have returned to your peak condition."

Xuangui glanced at Ning Zhongqi.

"Yes."

Ning Zhongqi nodded.

"Nine Yang Martial God"
Chapter completed!