C88 Chapter 88

Zhang Fann's gaze grew icy as he transformed into a stream of black water, lunging to snatch the dark radiance.

Before him was an eye, ink-black and the size of an egg, absorbing all surrounding light as if alive, spinning eerily on his palm, its gaze gleaming with malevolence.

This piqued Zhang Fann's curiosity.

After a brief contemplation, his face shifted, and without a second thought