"Lin Shisan, their target is the False Spirit Pearl on Little Stone's chest."
Bai Youyou shouted, panting heavily.
Before her words had faded, the second black-clad man suddenly changed his move, no longer pressing his attack on Bai Youyou.
With a sharp flip of his right hand, a thicker blast of black spiritual energy shot straight at the False Spirit Pearl on Little Stone's chest.
"No..."
Bai Youyou lunged desperately to intercept it.
But this time, she was still a fraction too slow.
The black spiritual energy struck the False Spirit Pearl. The cracks across its surface abruptly widened, and its deep blue light flickered violently several times.
Crack...
The False Spirit Pearl shattered completely.
Little Stone's body suddenly stiffened, and he sprang off the bed, his eyes wide open.
A glimmer of Netherblue Light emerged deep within his pupils.
Like a little swimming snake, it grew larger in the depths of his eyes, twisting and winding.
A thumb-sized python mark slowly emerged on his forehead, radiating a cold, bloodthirsty aura.
"Uncle... it hurts... my head hurts so much..."
Little Stone's voice trembled, mingled with the fear and helplessness unique to a child.
He stretched out his little hand toward Lin Shisan, as though trying to grab something, as though he were a drowning person struggling desperately.
Lin Shisan's heart clenched, as though someone had seized it in a crushing grip.
He whipped his head around, his bloodshot eyes turning scarlet as he fixed a deadly stare on the black-clad man before him.
"You... all of you... deserve to die..."
His voice seemed to squeeze out through clenched teeth.
Yet the killing intent seeping from his very bones made the black-clad man's movements pause for an instant.
In that instant, Lin Shisan moved.
He no longer worried about being in