C525 The True Art of Feng Shui

The river turned into a white cloud, drank the moon, and spread its wings in the night.

Suddenly, the moonlight that had fallen faintly distorted. It was as if the entire world had been pulled by some sort of great force.

The Grandmaster of the ravine seemed to have sensed something was wrong. He suddenly shouted angrily, "You still want to resist? With just you!?"

Bai Feng let out a long cry