A tense silence hung in the air for over a minute, broken only by the subtle shift in Xiao Ming's expression.
His cold, unwavering gaze gave way to a cunning smirk as he slowly raised his hand.
In an instant, the Blood Haunting Crystal materialized in his palm, pulsating with an eerie crimson glow.
Shi Fang's pupils contracted upon seeing the ominous stone.
The fog clouding his mind suddenly lifted as everything clicked into place.
Xiao Ming's confidence, his audacious demeanor and arrogance—this was their source!
"Kill him! He has the evil stone—kill him now!" Shi Fang's voice was laced with venom as a wave of torrential killing intent surged from his body.
The blood moons in the sky trembled, their scarlet hue intensifying, as if thickened by real blood.
The rules of space shifted, seemingly conspiring against Xiao Ming. The suppression locked onto him, aiming to restrict his movements, while the others were granted a brief reprieve.
