C435 Old Man Tianhun's Thoughts

In the dark, Xiao Yihan sat on the ground, The black fog around him was caused by the Ink Stone, and right in front of him was a black heart the size of a hill.

The black heart was beating rhythmically. With every beat of the black heart, streams of black light that seemed to have substance would rush into Xiao Yihan's body.

Before this moment, Xiao Yihan's brows would slightly furrow