Watching the swelling ranks of dark cultivators flooding the area, the dark-faced man felt a surge of renewed confidence.
"You are as good as dead." The dark-faced man sneered, grinning maliciously even while pinned to the floorboards.
Yu Qi gave a subtle gesture to Long Hui, signalling him to retract his pressure.
Long Hui complied instantly, pulling back his aura in a heartbeat.
The crushing weight that had been pinning the dark-faced man to the floor evaporated instantly.
Slowly rising to his feet, the dark-faced man dusted off his clothes and straightened his collar, casting a smug, arrogant look at Yu Qi and Long Hui.
"Now then... You are starting to feel genuine fear, aren't you?" The dark-faced man taunted. He then sneered, "Don't bother thinking about escaping, because I would not give you the chance. Since you have delivered yourselves straight to our doorstep, you can stay here forever! Every single one of you will end up in our stomachs!"
