In the void, strands of black smoke abnormally gathered together, transforming into a black-clad man.
The black-clad man wore a crown with tassels, a dragon-patterned black robe, with fine eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and three strands of black beard.
Although this man's attire was magnificent and his demeanor extraordinary, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were cold and hollow, devoid of any emotion. He looked like a paper figure, exuding an indescribably eerie and sinister aura.
The Peacock King merely glanced at the black-clad man and felt as if she had fallen into an icy cavern; her whole body felt cold, and even her blood seemed to freeze.
The operating Little Five Elements Flying Feather Sword Light suddenly froze.
In that instant, the Peacock King felt that her life and death were in the opponent's hands. The intense sense of powerlessness made her even lose the will to resist.
