C298 After Three Consecutive Victories

"Then..."

Han Feng channeled his Vital Spirit, and a fierce aura erupted, piercing the heavens.

Everyone's faces shifted, as confronting this aura felt like facing a myriad of ice-cold swords.

Each sword radiated an endless chill—a chill that was pure killing intent!

Zang Qingzi found himself targeted by this overwhelming presence, retreating instinctively as his muscles tensed. His eyes