The seventy-two muscular men chained on altars all opened their eyes. Their faces were twisted, their eyes fierce while they showed their teeth and crazily growled towards Ji Hao. Their resonant voices contained an evil power that could even shake people’s souls.
Ji Hao believed that on a battlefiled, ordinary Senior Magi, Magus Kings, and even Divine Magi who had just attained one of two spirit stars, would be frightened badly by the growls of these muscular men and flee desperately. However, the seed of Dao of sun was strong and powerful, while the sun power could naturally break all evil in the world. Therefore, the growls of these men only caused Ji Hao a piercing pain on his eardrums, but failed to deliver any effect on his primordial spirit. The evil power was dispelled by the essence sun fire even before it touched Ji Hao’s primordial spirit.