Chapter 1175
- Zhao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn’t even stay here for a couple breaths, and instinct told Zhao Feng that the God’s Spiritual Eye was protecting him to a certain degree, otherwise he would have died even if he was ten times stronger.
- “I can’t stand it any longer....”
- Zhao Feng’s vision went black as he vanished from the desolate piece of land.