Tang Feng closed his eyes again, wholly absorbing the Spiritual Energy.
Lying still on the ground, Ye Qiu's eyes remained closed, yet his eyeballs slightly rotated within their sockets.
He had acquired Divine Sense.
It felt like a century had passed, the sensation of his soul freezing and cracking still painfully throbbing within him.
"Am I dead?" Ye Qiu questioned subconsciously.
Where was this?
Ye Qiu saw an endless gray haze, and right at the center of this hazy space, a black Dantian floated in the middle—it was a Black Flame Dantian!
This was his Dantian...
Only then did Ye Qiu realize he had entered his Dantian in the state of Divine Sense.
Soon, Ye Qiu noticed something unusual about his remaining eyeball. It emitted a beam of light, directly shining on a cluster of white light.
The final strike delivered by Elder Tang Feng!
Ye Qiu would not forget, the cluster of white light, its power so immense, had destroyed his giant sculpture and six stone statues in sequence.