"I am the Zhou Yan you spoke of, the one whom you claimed is not even a match for you."
The man in the black battle armor stood with his hands clasped behind his back, speaking indifferently. Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he released a stream of Origin Power, like dew from a spiritual spring, that suddenly descended upon Yun Shu and the others.
Their wounds healed at a visibly rapid pace.
Such a technique was comparable to that of a Saint.
Such a technique instantly stunned everyone present, including the Xia Family Master Xia Feng, and even Xia Rui was no exception.
"Yan'er..."
The excitement in the hearts of Zhou Wangchen, Xiao Zhan, Li Yunjin, and the others could only be imagined, as they involuntarily began to tremble.
And for Yun Shu, a myriad of emotions surged in her heart at the sight of Zhou Yan appearing. To her inexplicable relief, she felt an incredible sense of security.
