This was an omen representing darkness, chaos, and death.
Ordinary people could not resist a Demon King who possessed overwhelming power.
Under normal circumstances, aside from Floor Masters, only the rulers at the very top of Little Garden could contend with one.
Every time a Demon King descended, they would wreak destruction or carry out other actions through the form of a Gifted Competition.
Under such circumstances, the Demon King would inevitably use schemes to tilt every advantage further in their own favor.
So even if all of Little Garden's highest rulers arrived, it would not necessarily make things any easier.
A Gifted Competition prevented a Demon King from wantonly slaughtering civilians without reason, while also preventing the Demon King from being ambushed or besieged by targets outside the designated range.
Such Gifted Competitions naturally had both advantages and disadvantages, but at the very least, these civilians could still live their lives normally for now.
White Night Yaksha had already risen to her feet, frowning as she looked toward the distant scene.
"They're actually this bold..."
She was just about to make a move when a black barrier like a whirlwind directly enclosed White Night Yaksha within it.
Sandora reached out to touch the black whirlwind barrier, but the instant she made contact, purple light erupted at the point of contact.
That light inflicted an intense, electric pain upon Sandora, sending the loli's body flying far backward.
Then, the black whirlwind rapidly spread outward. Aside from White Night Yaksha, everyone else was blown away by that energy.
"Su Yang? How are you fine? That really surprises me.
But you'd better put on a bit of an act."
Su Yang had not wanted to be blown away by this black wind, but upon hearing White Night Yaksha's advice, he nodded.
He