Tearing One’s Face Apart

With the Spirit Demon Pearl in hand, Xu Yi infused it with her spiritual power before tossing it into the air.

The pearl hovered in mid-air, emanating a flickering black aura. Unseen wisps of gray spiritual energy were irresistibly drawn towards it, rapidly converging.

At that moment, the previously expressionless demonic creatures underwent a sudden transformation, their eyes filled with hatred as they gazed upon the Spirit Demon Pearl.

They went berserk, attacking everyone in their path, disregarding all else in their desperate attempt to reach the pearl.

“Halt their advance!”

Without needing Xu Yi’s reminder, the others swiftly reacted.

Lu Zaiye and Bei Xinghan not only suppressed the demons in front of them but also aided Feng Qingyang and Xiao Qi around them, earning grateful glances from the latter two.

As the Spirit Demon Pearl absorbed the demonic energy with great force, the group noticed that the rate at which the creatures’ wounds healed gradually slowed down.