What the Black Prince could not accept was that Zhou Feng looked as if he was unharmed.
The injuries that seemed particularly serious previously did not seem as serious now.
The treasured sword also pierced straight into Zhou Feng's back.
This sword was not an ordinary treasure but the Black Prince's lifebound artifact.
It had accompanied the Black Prince since birth. After many years of nurturing, its power could cut through countless dao artifacts.
Most importantly, this Yazi Sword also had the effect of affecting the mind.
As long as it stabbed or scratched one, the mind would be instantly stupefied, becoming irritable and narrow-minded.
But now, it seemed that Zhou Feng wasn't affected at all. His aura was becoming more and more vigorous.
"Come on!"
Zhou Feng's Fate Wheel kept locking his vitality in his body, preventing it from flowing out.
