C437 Long Huang

It was a vast space. After Zifeng flew past the rock in front of him, he stood there in a daze, as if he had just lost his mind.

In his field of vision. . . There were only two colors in his line of sight. Black, boundless black, cold black. Even when he looked over, his heart was bone-chillingly cold. His legs trembled, and he wanted to escape. .