บท 575: Massacre

Sensing the powerful auras constantly flying around them, these prodigies who had heard the news turned pale.

After all, their strongest person had not reached the level of a Saint Lord.

Among these ancient souls, there were no less than ten that had reached the strength of a Saint Lord. This was a very powerful force.

Therefore, these prodigies naturally felt a huge threat.

Although they were unwilling to give up on the competition, they still knew something. Without powerful strength, rashly fighting for it was no different from courting death.

However, when they saw that these phenomena were all triggered by Zhou Han, they gloated.

After all, humans had such a mentality. Everyone was a prodigy participating in the competition. They definitely did not want Zhou Han to obtain what they could not obtain.

"In the face of so many powerful ancient souls, Zhou Han will probably die this time!"