Something Is Brewing

Yan Feibai was not the only one who felt the attention that was placed on him like star light shining down. Fang Xingjian had also sensed it.

The pitch-back shadow that Fang Xingjian had turned into raised his head fiercely. He seemed to see through endless space-time and meet the gazes of the extremely majestic and mighty existences.

"Who is that?"

There was no reply and no sound. The nothingness, that Fang Xingjian had turned into, seethed. Then he felt that his power was starting to deteriorate. The nothingness from the surrounding shattered space had once again returned to a state of vacuum.

HIs martial will shot back from over one million to about 10,000. Then it went out of the Divine level range and out of the second transition range. He returned to the condition of an ordinary mortal.