Wang Sheng struggled to his feet.
"Ah, please be careful!"
Seeing Wang Sheng stand up, Elder Ming's expression changed.
He had been the one to treat Wang Sheng's injuries, so no one understood better than him just how badly Wang Sheng had been hurt.
Wang Sheng waved a hand and smiled faintly. "I'm fine!"
Elder Ming: "..."
He was speechless. With the injuries Wang Sheng had, an ordinary person would have died seven or eight times over.
And he was still saying he was fine!
Yet judging from Wang Sheng's expression, he did not seem to be lying.
After Wang Sheng stood up, he gave a wry smile inwardly.
Although he had forgotten what had happened after entering the spatial rift, judging from the injuries all over his body, he had definitely gone through a life-and-death battle.
Otherwise, there was no way he could have been so badly injured.
Most importantly, he possessed a soul skill that could heal his injuries. Yet right now, he was still badly wounded, which meant he had not even had the chance to heal himself before he fell unconscious.
Otherwise, no matter how serious the injuries were, as long as he had not lost an arm or a leg, he would have recovered long ago. There was no way he would still be wounded.
"Elder Ming, take Little Feng outside for a while. I'll recover from my injuries!"
It was not that Wang Sheng wanted to show off. It was simply that Teng Tianming and Teng Zifeng were only ordinary people.
Even the slight pressure he released when summoning his martial soul and soul rings was more than they could withstand.
Especially soul rings over a hundred thousand years old.
Once fully released, even ordinary Soul Masters would not be able to endure it.