Outside the house, the moonlight was like water.
Luo Feng sat on his bed, eyes slightly closed, surrounded by absolute silence.
Suddenly, an eerie fluctuation emanated from his body, and dark Gang Qi instantly flashed from him.
PSSH! PSSH! PSSH! PSSH!
The moment the Gang Qi appeared, a piercing shriek of air being torn suddenly rang out.
Countless Qi blades writhed around Luo Feng, each narrow, sharp, and curved like a saber. When they struck the ground, they instantly left terrifying slash marks, a shocking sight!
"Huh!"
In another room, Zi Hongyuan, who was meditating, wore a puzzled expression. Just a moment ago, he had vaguely sensed an extremely domineering, sharp aura whistling past. But when he regained his senses, it had already disappeared without a trace.
Bing Ruolan's room was next to Luo Feng's. Upon sensing that strange aura, she frowned slightly, her sapphire-like eyes instinctively glancing towards Luo Feng's room.
