The Darklight Wyrmlings were pitch-black from head to toe, faint black mist constantly coiling around them with starlight glimmering within, as if they were incarnations of the night itself. Their massive wingspans stretched over twenty meters; a single flap could whip up a fierce gale, its booming roar echoing throughout the courtyard.
Seeing the Darklight Wyrmlings rapidly approaching, Shi Feng turned and left without another word.
Darklight Wyrmlings were true members of the Dragon Clan, not lesser draconic creatures. Even as juveniles, with strength only at Tier 3, they surpassed Primordial species of the same tier. Not to mention, there were three Level 65 Darklight Wyrmlings flying over.
If those Darklight Wyrmlings discovered him, he would not have even the slightest chance of survival.
Fortunately, the Darklight Wyrmlings were still far away, giving Shi Feng enough time to leave the herb garden.
Moreover, Shi Feng was not the only one fleeing the herb garden. Even the Moonshadow Demon Bears that had been lying beside the Moonlight Fruits scrambled out of the garden in a panic, not daring to linger for even a moment.
Very soon, the three Darklight Wyrmlings landed in the center of the herb garden. Three figures then leaped down from their backs. Two were Level 70 Tier 3 Demons clad in exquisite armor, while their leader was an elderly man in black robes holding a dark crimson staff.
Although this old man in black robes emitted not the slightest pressure, Shi Feng, watching from afar, did not dare move at all, terrified of being noticed by the old man.
This old man was far more terrifying than the Darklight Wyrmlings, and Shi Feng had heard of his name before.
Dark Magus Raymond was a legendary Tier 5 Saint Magus. He had originally been the marshal commanding the