Turning Tables - Restriction to Isolation

A stern look was held for over a minute, followed by a cunny smirk as Xiao Ming materialized the Blood Haunting Crystal on his palm. On seeing the stone, a lot of fog in Shi Fang's heart cleared and things began to add up.

He could see where Xiao Ming's confidence and uncanning character stemmed from. With a vengeful glance, he ordered the immediate extermination of Xiao Ming, seeking to own the initiative.

"Kill him! He has the evil stone, kill him!" Shi Fang uttered venomously with a wave of torrential killing intent surrounding him.

The blood moons in the sky congealed and became smaller, however the scarlet hue in them became like real blood. The rules of the space were now set to contradict and restrict Xiao Ming the most, giving the rest some breathing space.

"You call this killing intent, haha!!!" Xiao Ming's dark green eyes turned pitch black in an instant following his maniacal laughter.