"Su Jie!"
Ningxuan ignored his wounds; in just a few breaths, the fist imprint Su Jie had blasted out was fully restored, with no visible injuries.
He was not in a physical body state but a true spirit form at the moment, which was somewhat immortal, healing quickly.
Seeing Su Jie's appearance, Ningxuan was not angry but glad. He was not afraid of Su Jie's strong combat power; no matter how strong, Su Jie could not be a match for his Crossing Dao Cultivator self. What he feared was Su Jie hiding and not daring to show up; trying to find someone in the vastness of the universe was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Ningxuan, old ghost, daring to touch my people; you're quite arrogant!"
Su Jie glared coldly at Ningxuan Heavenly Venerate, his eye's edge glancing at Han Ruyan and others. They all had varying injuries.
He was in the midst of cultivation when he sensed the battle on the moon and rushed back at first notice.
Buzz!
