Chapter 146

Icarus swung a punch at James' mask. With a loud crack, the stone mask shattered, revealing James' terrified face. "See? Now you're back to being a worthless nobody," Icarus said with a cold smile. James' forehead dripped with sweat as he stared at Icarus in fear. "Y-You… Who exactly are you?" Icarus didn't reply. Instead, he kicked James in the knee. James let out a scream as he staggered back. He lost his balance and fell straight off the cliff. Behind him, a ten-thousand-foot drop awaited. Just as he was about to fall, Icarus stepped on his hand, leaving his body dangling over the abyss. "Tell me, are you a deviant arts cultivator? Which sect do you belong to?" Icarus asked. Shaking with fear, James stammered, "I'm not a deviant arts cultivator. I'm from the Obsidian Shadow clan!" The Obsidian Shadow clan? Icarus frowned. He hadn't heard of them before. But the altar James set up and the spells he used were clearly tied to deviant arts. "If you kill me, my clan will hunt