C1011 The World Lost Its Original Color

Before the sword had even left its scabbard, the air was already alive with the whirl of sharp sword Qi. Feng Yixiu had no choice but to retreat over a dozen steps to avoid the slicing energy.

He couldn't shake the feeling that, with Feng Qianjue at the epicenter, the world around them had begun to fade into shades of black and white. A chilling sense of foreboding washed over him