Peng Da was shocked and furious.
He had never expected this woman would dare to make a move against the three Mahayana Cultivators. It was just too audacious.
"This woman's injuries seem to have healed."
"Peng Yi, didn't you say this woman was severely injured? What exactly happened?"
Peng Yangan's face turned pale.
He sensed the overwhelming mana emanating from Kong Xuanwu, distorting the void within a million kilometers, appearing nothing like a wounded Mahayana Cultivator but rather more ferocious than a typical cultivator who had transcended three Heavenly Tribulations.
There was no doubt that their plan had encountered unforeseen complications.
"Don't be afraid. Even if her injuries have healed, so what?"
"The three of us Mahayana Cultivators are here; are we really going to be scared of this woman?"
"Even if we really can't beat her, she won't be able to kill us."
Peng Yi was also startled but quickly regained his composure.
