"Crown Prince!" Both the elderly servant dressed in gray and the middle-aged man looked at Zhou Yishui with worry. Mengyuan was sitting not far away, also glancing at Zhou Yishui, but with an apparent sneer.
"This is the first time I've seen you at a disadvantage." Mengyuan said.
Zhou Yishui did not speak, his expression was somewhat grim, and his physical condition was not good at all.
Those black powders were brought back by the power of spirit eyes and entered Zhou Yishui's body. If this happened to any other martial artist, he would probably be dead by now.
However, Zhou Yishui reacted extremely quickly, perceived the unusual situation, immediately suppressed these black particles with the power of spirit eyes, and encapsulated them with that power.
In this way, although the power of spirit eyes was severely corroded by the black powders, at least Zhou's body would not be harmed for a while.
