Kapitel 1621: Hanging on by a Thread

What did it feel like to be beaten up by tens of thousands of Ghost Tribe powerful beings at the same time?

This was the most terrifying torture in this world.

All sorts of curses and slaughter spell techniques rained down like a torrential downpour.

The Dark Spirit King felt like it had landed in hell and was suffering from tens of thousands of forms of terrifying torture.

All of a sudden, the loud sound of a gong being struck rang out across the judgment plaza.

"That's fifteen minutes, everyone stop."

Ding Xiaoru's voice fell upon the ears of all of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings like a gentle spring breeze.

Patriarch Zhu Yin had already spoken, and no one dared to oppose him. All of the Ghost Tribe powerful beings obediently stopped what they were doing, but it looked like they hadn't yet had enough, and some of them even wore expressions of disappointment.