“Take off your eyepatch.”
Lin Tong’s cold voice surprised the other disciples and their eyes locked onto Zhao Feng.
The impression that Zhao Feng had given them was cold and cruel. It was hard to forget his azure eye and one eye. The latter made Zhao Feng seem more cruel and cool.
But from Lin Tong’s words, could it be that Zhao Feng’s other eye had other uses?
What was it?
“As one of the top techniques in the Thirteen Clans, the Heavenly Absent Eye lives up to its name.”
A light flashed in Zhao Feng’s eye.
Even he was wary of Lin Tong, who had reached a higher mastery in mental energy. But this was also the time to sharpen the power of God’s Spiritual Eye.
Zhao Feng planned in his heart.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Zhao Feng slowly took off his eyepatch.
A dim grey eye appeared.
The hearts of everyone went cold.
But at the next instant, an azure light enveloped Zhao Feng’s dim left eye.
