C107

Whoosh. A pitch-black robe fell to the ground, and the sound of it followed the breeze as it swept across everyone's heart. The world seemed to have rested. There were no sounds, no tremors.

Wu Feng kept the Immortal Sword and the Storage Bag. His face did not have much color as he silently walked out of the barrier. He did not even have the mood to snatch the top ten places