“Senior Brother Zuo!” The Primal Origin Sect’s disciples had a flash of joy in their eyes when they saw Zuo Yun. When Lin Yun turned around, he saw Zuo Yun’s upper body covered in injuries. The wounds left on him by the Bloodwolf King were so deep that his bones were showing.

His face was drained and a trace of blood leaked out of the corner of his lips. He was gasping for his breath as he stood there. Anyone could tell that he was seriously injured, which showed how dangerous it was when he fought with the Bloodwolf King.

If it was someone else without the Dracophant Battle Physique, they would’ve already died by now. Zuo Yun looked at Lin Yun before he turned to look at Zhang Ping, “Zhang Ping, why are you so heavily injured?”

“Junior Brother Zhang was injured by him!” The other disciples immediately spoke up to explain what happened.

Lying on the ground Zhang Ping looked at Lin Yun with reluctance, “If it wasn’t for the fact that I was injured from the battle with the wolves, there’s no way someone like him could defeat me!”

On the other hand, Zuo Yun was shocked. Zhang Ping’s ribs were fractured from one...