C644 Extermination Phantom Patriarch's will

"Pfft!"

A wave of dizziness and searing pain crashed over Han Feng, his complexion turning deathly pale as he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

His spiritual sea churned as if monstrous waves had been unleashed within.

The self-destruction of the Heavenly Chessboard had lived up to Han Feng's expectations. After all, it was a top-tier, top-quality Spiritual Tool