He then tried several different ways to change its color.
One thousand years later, Zhao Feng would remember this and laugh…
A while later, he finally found a way.
The azure blood he controlled could merge with his left eye and envelope it. When it did, the azure light in the pitch black dimension had been separated from his left eye.
Zhao Feng took out his mirror and the left eye had turned black, but it was dim and dark. At the same time, his left eye also lost vision.