Dark Arts Practitioner

Zhou Mei, Lu Zhaoyou and the other territorial lords present closed in on Shi Fang, their menacing gazes fixed on the criminal like predators circling wounded prey.

Their cold, unyielding stares bore into him, as if hoping to pierce through his flesh and dig out his heart.

Yet, despite their collective might, they could only cooperatively surround him, suffocating him with their pseudo-authority as territorial lords.

Shi Fang, though deformed and missing an arm, still radiated an aura of lethal intent. His half-step Yin Lord presence was enough to deter even the proudest of young heroes.

None of them possessed the rash bravery to challenge him directly—none except Xiao Ming, who had already proven his might in a breathtaking display of courage and cunning.

The Restriction Pearl, which had once held the expedition space in its oppressive grip, had long since shattered.