Pei Yan's words clearly gave Sifuer's group a strong assurance. Bailang and Sifuer exchanged a smile and calmly returned to their seats. They understood that Pei Yan's decision to step in and say these words had already tied him to their faction's chariot, no matter what happens next. Even if their side loses to the opposition and hands over control of the star chart, withdrawing from the Woodland Shelter, Bailang believes there's still more than half a month's preparation time. By then, he is confident that once he gathers enough manpower, they will be able to reclaim the Woodland Shelter.

In contrast to Sifuer's faction, who felt joyous after gaining approval, Andrew's side felt as if they had been severely slapped in the face. Exposed publicly for his shortcomings and severely humiliated, Andrew couldn't maintain the calm demeanor he had before. Face red and neck stiff, he slammed the table and stood up suddenly.

His abrupt action caused another stir among the surrounding crowd, and Andrew fixed his eyes on Pei Yan, who looked indifferent and unconcerned. He said word by word, "Mr. Shitang, are you really going to intervene in our Demon Race's internal affairs?"

"Yes, investment! Since I have identified my future partner, providing them with a certain degree of support in advance seems reasonable to me." Pei Yan said this and flicked the ash of his cigar, looking at Sifuer with a smile, "I think, Miss Sifuer, in the future, you will surely give me a generous return for my efforts, won't you?"

Upon hearing this, Sifuer stood up, her body slightly bowed, and she performed a courtesy with a gentle smile, "Mr. Shitang, I assure you that neither you nor your faction will regret today's choice in the future."

"Thank you!" Pei Yan nodded slightly, signaling a return salute, and then looked at Andrew, waiting for his next move.

"Well, does this mean that Miss Sifuer and such an outsider are selling out the interests of ordinary citizens in our Woodland Shelter? Mr. Shitang, you must realize that it's not just our alliance here! There are thousands of citizens, even if they are the old, weak, women, and children, we Demon Race are all soldiers. Can you chase them all away and kill them?" Andrew spread his arms and said passionately.

With his instigation, the crowd showed two different attitudes. Some citizens roared in response to Andrew's words and pushed forward, while some had already realized that the situation was wrong and seemed to have been forcibly tied to Andrew's side. But when they wanted to retreat, a group of people with ulterior motives wrapped them and pushed them forward.

"Ugh...!" Facing Andrew's behavior of escalating the situation, Pei Yan sighed deeply, extinguishing the half-smoked cigar in his hand, carefully putting it back into the cigar box, storing it in his space ring, wiped his lips with resignation and said, "How many times do I have to tell you to understand this truth? I already told Raphael before, now I will repeat it in detail again!" Saying this, Pei Yan stood up, looked around with a chilling gaze and said, "To those of you who are not of my kind, who have no utility value whatsoever, your life and death have nothing to do with me, I don't care at all! I won't trample your lives casually, but if you think you can use this to threaten me, then I will show you the consequences of choosing the wrong path. Now I give you one last chance to take your people and leave, and in the future, obediently listen to Miss Sifuer's leadership."

"Not of the same kind, so the rumors about you being some kind of Demon God envoy are all false!" Andrew said, waving his hand and inciting angrily, "You shameless blasphemer from another realm! You're not welcome here!"

"You've made a wrong choice!" Pei Yan's words were not finished when he flashed and appeared behind Andrew. His two guards, who had prepared to guard against Pei Yan, swung their Longswords from the left and right, attempting to flank him, but before the blade was swung, they fell to the ground with a cry as if struck by a heavy blow.

Andrew, on the other hand, entered a vaporized state at the first instant. However, the next second, a terrifying scene occurred; Pei Yan forcibly clamped his neck, ending the vaporization state, as a familiar yet terrifying power incessantly poured into his body.

"You, you, you... how can you have such power if you're not of the Demon Race!" Andrew stared wide-eyed at Pei Yan, speaking with difficulty. As he spoke, he could feel his life rapidly draining away, losing the ability to vaporize, and a mysterious paralyzing feeling causing his body to enter a rigid state, allowing him no choice but to endure the situation powerlessly.

Not only Andrew, but everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene. Pei Yan, shrouded in a black aura of death, was like the legendary brave high-level Demon Race, gripping Andrew's throat like a chick, witnessing Andrew's rapidly aging state visible to the naked eye, all Demon Race understood the power that Pei Yan wielded.

"He has indeed mastered the power of the Demon God Core and uses it more skillfully than Raphael! Uncle, your vision was correct, he is definitely the descendant of a Grand Duke-level figure on the cornerstone plane," Sifuer softly whispered close to Bailang's ear.

"Ah, ah, such a pitiful person, with such low strength, only sent out as a decoy to attract fire. Why go to such lengths for just serving others?" Pei Yan lamented, looking at the withered Andrew in his grasp. Once vibrant and talkative, he now seemed a hundred years older, his body emaciated, skin wrinkled, his life as fragile as a candle running out of oil, easily extinguishable by a slight breeze.

Faced with Pei Yan's mockery, Andrew could no longer speak. After Pei Yan released his grip, his weakened body fell, curling up like a shrimp, shivering.

Pei Yan slowly closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of wielding such power for the first time, admitting that it was indeed a formidable ability, but the massive exertion left him amazed. Had it not been for his deep-rooted origin, he would have long been drained, unable to continue using it.

According to Lin Junzhao, to use this ability proficiently, besides swiftly enhancing his own strength, it depends on his opportunity to seek other scattered Demon God fragments to augment his Power of Law.

Thinking this, Pei Yan felt he had delayed here too long, eager to find new opponents to enhance his strength, he glanced at the crowd and scoffed, "Several true masterminds, come out yourselves! Do you really want me to name you one by one? If so, it would be quite a disgrace!"

Shortly after these words, several sighs emerged from the crowd, and four people pushed their way to the center of the square. The leader, a somewhat older person, glanced at the barely surviving Andrew on the ground, raised his head, looked at Pei Yan, and said solemnly, "Who exactly are you?"